The Broken Marriage Vow

Whose is this?

Mine. My lips are chapped.

Men are obsessed with youth.

Sir David left the office at 4PM.

I often come here to visit my mom.

- Didn't he visit yesterday? - No.

Finally, we meet.

This is her husband, David Ilustre.

This is my daughter, Alexis.

Nice meeting you.

I will shoulder your expenses.

I need you to stalk my husband.

Is he with someone?

They're kissing.

I sent you the plate number on the woman's car.

Happy birthday, Dad!

Try it. Mama and I baked it.

I found the car's owner, ma'am.

It's Nathalia Lucero.

Ma, I'll bring this cake with me to school, okay?

I'll share it with Max and Mikah.

Is it still good?

It's still good.

I only ate the top layer.

I appreciate you guys baking it.

So, you didn't enjoy all of it.

It's the same as wasting it.

Babe.

Did I upset you?

I didn't mean to, okay?

It's okay, Dad.

It's your birthday. You're forgiven.

How was your dinner meeting with the Luceros?

Did you have a good time?

Yeah. They liked my presentation.

I just need to fix some minor details, but...

I'm feeling lucky about this one.

Congratulations.

For what?

For doing well.

Babe, there's no done deal yet.

Save your congratulations for when the contract's signed.

Do you guys want to eat out for dinner?

Anywhere's fine.

- Sure, Dad! - Sure.

I want steak!

- Steak? - Yeah.

Babe, steak?

- Sure. - Steak?

You want steak?

I love you.

I love you too, Babe.

Alright. See you tonight.

Gio, let's go?

Wait, Dad. I'll just finish my food.

Babe, kindly clean this up for me.

Come on, Gio.

Bye, Ma.

Jill!

I found some vinyls.

I'll bring them to the party later.

Are you all set?

Oh my gosh, did something happen?

Good morning!

What's up, Doc?

You're looking extra pretty today.

It's as if you're the one celebrating their birthday.

Isn't the party later?

I guess you'll be changing into nicer clothes.

Nice.

There's a spy here.

Let's just talk tomorrow.

What was that? Were you badmouthing me?

No. I told her I have to go now to the parlor.

Oh, okay. Alright.

See you, Doc.

Thank you, Doc.

I cleared your schedule after 4PM

so you can celebrate with Sir David.

So, sis...

Are you ready for later?

Hmm? What's with the long face?

Is there a problem?

You can trust me, you know.

Doctor Sandy?

I'm Rebecca.

Let's just talk at the party later.

- - Yes, ma'am?

This way, please.

Yes, Diane?

Ma'am,

can I get my prescription now?

Sure. Come by here to the clinic.

Um...

I'm actually not feeling well, ma'am.

You seemed fine earlier.

I don't know why, but I'm suddenly feeling sick, ma'am.

Is there a problem?

Hey, come here!

Diane!

No, ma'am. There's no problem.

Okay, I'll just give it to you.

Where are you now?

Ma'am, it's okay. You don't have to.

I insist. I still have time before fetching Gio.

I'm really sorry for the trouble, ma'am.

I could've just waited for our next class.

It's fine.

I hope I'm not bothering you.

Thank you, ma'am.

Diane!

Diane, wait!

Tell me the truth.

Why do you need a prescription for sleeping pills?

Diane, what's wrong?

It's about my boyfriend, ma'am.

Enzo...

Almost every night, he would come home drunk.

And he would attack me.

He feels insecure over the way I dress.

That's why...

I'm having trouble sleeping.

- Thank you, ma'am. - Diane...

You know this won't solve your problem.

I know, ma'am.

How about you?

Now that you know the truth,

are you willing to leave your husband?

Is he around?

He's here, isn't he?

Where is he?

Diane, where is he?

He's downstairs, ma'am.

Go to my car. I'll handle this.

Ma'am, don't do it. Ma'am!

This is it!

Here goes...

Hey, stop messing with my game!

- Let's talk. - What the...

The hell do you wanna talk to me about?!

Who are you even?!

I'm Dr. Jill Ilustre, Diane's professor.

And so?!

As you can see, Diane isn't here,

so why are you bothering me?!

I came here for you, not Diane.

Is that so?

- What did you do to her? - What do you care?

Don't touch me!

What do you want?

You want me? Huh?

You want what I have?

I said don't touch me!

- - Ouch!

You bitch!

Come on! I dare you!

- You want to fight? -

Do you know where I'm pointing this thing at?

Right in your carotid arteries and jugular veins.

The moment I slice them,

you'll bleed until you pass out and die.

What's your problem, huh?!

I care for Diane

as her teacher, doctor,

and fellow woman!

You have no right to abuse women!

- It hurts... - Does it hurt?

- It hurts! - Really?

I know you were a prisoner.

I can easily frame you to send you back to jail.

And I will make sure you'll rot in there.

Now, if you don't want that,

then pack up your things and leave.

And don't you ever trouble Diane again!

Do we understand each other?

Fine.

Go ahead. Try me.

What was that about, huh?!

Ma'am!

Are you okay?

He won't trouble you anymore.

Ma'am, you don't know Enzo well.

He'll come back for me as soon as you leave.

No, he won't.

For now, use a cold compress for your bruise.

Come see me at my clinic on Monday

so I can examine you.

Ma'am...