Jayden's POVShe perks up and her eyes pop up in surprise while I am still sitting like nothing is wrong with what I just said.I really do not know why I said that too but it shouldn't be a big deal to her. This is just a pretense but we need to make sure it looks real, as long as we both know deep down inside that it is nothing but a facade.What if my mother is still behind the doors peeking or eavesdropping on our conversation?My mother is an amazing woman with foresight. When she asked Isabella to undress me, I knew something was up and I have a feeling she already knows that this marriage is fake or probably she is suspecting that it is.Whatever it is that is making her have these suspicions will be cleared soon. I will make sure to clear it but Isabella has a lot to do here."Never mind!" I wave her away when she is still watching me with shock.She gulps loudly as I rise from the sofa. This is when I remember how my body ached so much this morning because of how I slept on
Isabella's POVAfter making sure that Jayden's mother is gone after dinner, I rise from the dining seat and decide to go around the house for a tour.This is my first time sitting at the dining table, having dinner with my husband and his mother. Last night, I didn't even eat before going to bed. My so-called husband didn't ask if I would like to eat something or not and I was too scared and anxious about my first day as a married woman, sleeping on the same bed with her husband to even think about food.Apart from the late lunch I ate at Grandma's place, this delicious spaghetti pie casserole will be the second food I will be eating today.Well…I have become so used to skipping meals so it is no longer a big deal.Jayden says I should spend the night in his room but I am having second thoughts about it. I don't want to inconvenience him again for the second time in two days and I don't want to embarrass myself by falling off the bed again.I have decided to move my things tonight and
Isabella's POVI stir in my sleep, my hands flying to my eyes as I rub them before sitting up, remembering that I have to go to Grandma's place before meeting up with Anna for the shopping.I glance around to see that Jayden isn't in bed and I furrow my brows, trying to think of where he must have gone.Did he even spend the night here? I remember waking up to take a piss before heading back to bed but I didn't notice him in bed.He said he was going to be out for a few minutes but he didn't come back. I yawn loudly, stretching and stepping down from the bed, my eye darting to the huge wall clock.It is just 7 in the morning and I am sure Jayden has gone to work already. 7 am is our resumption time and he usually arrives at work before 7 am. I am really curious to know if he came in here last night or not. I rush towards the bathroom and pull it open, venturing in to see how dry everywhere is.If Jayden had come in here to take a bath before going to work, the bathroom won't be this
Jayden's POVMy icy glare pierces into her as she stares at me innocently like what she is asking me is nothing to be mad about.Gay? What the hell is that?"I'm sorry", she apologizes, looking down before raising her head again. "I'm sorry if I am wrong with my assumptions but I just want to know…""Know what?" I snap at her angrily. What is so difficult with just minding your own business while I go about mine? Why the hell is Isabella beginning to make me regret why I chose her in just three days of being married?I thought she was going to be a quiet wife without giving me any trouble whatsoever and always listening to my orders."I'm sorry. I'm just curious to know why we got married in the first place when it's obvious no one knows how fake this is. I just assumed you are gay since you are…""Since there will be no sex? Is that what you are concerned about?" I retort sharply, a frown descending on my face.She shakes her head, hugging her small body to herself."I'm not talking
Isabella's POVJayden's outburst got to me and I began to question why I thought we were beginning to become friendly with each other just like couples ought to be.I wanted to ask him who Helena was too but I couldn't because his cold glare made me shut my mouth.I didn't want him to see me inside the room by the time he came back from the bathroom, so I stepped out, touring both the front and the backyard of the mansion with my arms folded around me and my mind far away.Who would have thought I would end up being a contracted wife for my boss? I believe in love and I hold marriages in high esteem but here I am desecrating the vows of marriage.My desire to see Grandma back on her feet has been achieved but I am still stuck in this marriage for months to come.I get to the pool and stand watching the calmness of the water, wishing I can have a quiet life like this too.But I can't. Getting married to Jayden has taken that quiet life away from me. I can barely go out now without be
Jayden's POVThe gate automatically opens and Jude drives into the mansion. The moment he parks the car in the driveway, I climb down and take long strides towards the house.I have been calling Isabella's phone since noon to inform her about tonight's family dinner that we have invited to but she isn't picking up.I was a bit worried, thinking she left the house because of how I scolded her this morning but after a while, I wave it off.I am not to be blamed. She was overstepping her boundary and crossing the line that we are supposed to set for ourselves.She was also supposed to go shopping with Anna but I saw Anna in the office during lunch break. When I questioned Anna about why she hadn't gone to meet my wife at home so they could do shopping, Anna told me my mother canceled the appointment.I was surprised. I should have known that my mother would take her suggestions about accompanying Isabella to go shopping, seriously. After hearing that, I guessed Isabella must have left h
Isabella's POV With our arms intertwined, Jayden flashes me a smile and I can't figure out if it is for assurance or if the act of playing real couples has started already. We begin to walk towards the front door of the big mansion. It has a waterfall in the middle of the front yard and I was mesmerized by it. The more we approach the front door, the more nervous I become and my hands tremble a little. When Jayden told me we would sleep on the same bed because we need to act like we are real and are truly in love, my heart skipped a beat. How do I manage to hide my sleeping defect from him now that we are bound to sleep on the same bed? I couldn't even suggest to him that another bed was the best because he walked past me to the bathroom immediately to take a shower so we could come here. My heart has been racing since then. I am scared and anxious. And now, I have to deal with his family members. I haven't met others but I have been introduced to his parents before. The house
Isabella's POVThe ride back home is in extreme, awkward silence. We left the mansion in a hurry even though I know Jayden wanted me to spend more time with his family but his mother ruined it all.The atmosphere became tense and moody. Jayden stood up and asked us to leave for home.I was glad. I was already uncomfortable with all the pitiful stares I was getting after the men apologized for Mrs. Russell's behavior.Apparently, she doesn't like me. She has been pretending all along to like me but she doesn't in reality.No wonder she made fun of my sleepwear. No wonder she asked me to undress Jayden. This is all in an attempt to frustrate me. She is mad at me for rejecting her offer.I can not accept her offer. Even though she is willing to offer me way more than Jayden gave, I am going to be loyal to Jayden till the end.He helped me when I was in desperate need of help. If he had ignored me when I asked for his help, what would have happened to Grandma by now?He helped me save my
Jayden's POVAfter collapsing for the third time, I was sent out of the ward where Isabella was wheeled into.My mind is in disarray. My heart is racing and my head is spinning.This anticipation in me is killing me slowly. Isn't collapsing better than being left off hanging without knowing if Isabella is fine or not or if she is giving her best in pushing out our baby?I don't want fate to repeat itself. I want mother and child to be fine. I might not survive another disaster. Isabella means the world to me, and so does the baby.For the first time in my entire life, I look up to the heavens, gradually becoming conscious of my surroundings.I am still looking up, praying deep in my heart for the Almighty to perform a miracle; to make this easy for Isabella, and let the baby and mother survive this.Before I can finish up with my prayer, I see my mother rushing toward someone who turns out to be the doctor.I run over to him. "Doctor, doctor?" I chant breathlessly. "How is she?"Gabri
Isabella's POVCries, giggles, adult laughter, and chattering were the sound coming from the dining area the moment Jayden and I stepped into his parent's mansion.It is still as huge as I could remember with antique furniture and high chandeliers with artistry paintings.It is a mixture of old and modern and I would say this is the largest mansion I have ever seen. Jayden's home is next in line.When we approached the dining area, the noises became louder, it dawned on me that this dinner is not only for us but for other members of the family.Jayden is leading me in with his hand on my back instead of the entwined arms locked together the first time we were here and I am glad he has agreed to take things slow.I still haven't let go of everything totally because I am not done with my course titled "Jayden 101."He needs to be thoroughly studied before I give in. We have shared a few kisses but I haven't agreed to move back to the mansion yet.We are taking things slow.To be honest,
Isabella's POVPretending has never been an easy task for me. But Jayden taught me that. He taught me to learn how to pretend. He taught me how to hide my emotions. He taught me how to pretend as if I don't feel anything towards him again. But I do.Yes, I still do.And I rejected him. When he knelt on the floor with a diamond ring in his hand to promise me eternity, I rejected him. Not because I don't love him. I still do. I rejected him because I still have my doubts. I rejected him because I want to take my time to know if this is true or not. To know if his feelings for me won't change a bit.The first mistake I made was making decisions in a hurry and I don't want that to repeat itself. I want to take my time to study him, ponder deeply and decide on what is best for me and my baby.Jayden and I have been through a lot. I watch him each time he comes visiting. I can still see the hurt in his eyes and how hard he is pushing to move past the healing process.All of a sudden, I be
Jayden's POVThe ride to the lake house is in complete silence. At a point, I believe Isabella wasn't only giving me the silent treatment but was dozing off to even know that we are headed to the lake house.When I skipped work today, I was hoping it would be worth it. I visited her and told her I wanted to take her somewhere.She was reluctant but I could see that Isabella had gone past that stage. The stage of despair, anger, betrayal, and frustration.I was hoping my letters to her will reveal all that she needed to know and I was hoping it will help heal her just like it healed my wounds.I guess it worked. But I don't want to be over-excited about it. I am going to take one step at a time till everything is cleared off, even though I doubt if she would ever trust me again.I doubt if she would trust me with her heart like she once did. I trampled upon it, breaking it into pieces and she is still trying to fix up the pieces back in their place.She asked me where we were going and
Isabella's POVBefore I can let out the tears threatening to fall down my eyes, the doorbell rings and my eyes fly to the door which Jayden took out a few minutes ago.I can't believe I actually stood up to him that way. I said I wasn't going to ever cry because of him but here I am on the verge of crying again.Why does it feel like everyone is up against me and in support of him? Is it because he was traumatized by the experience of the accident?I was traumatized too and I got out of it alone, without anyone's help. Why should it be so difficult for him?The doorbell rings again and I stalk towards the door, throw it open, about to shout at him in anger not to ever come here again when I see a familiar face I haven't seen in months.Jude."Jude?" I can't hide my surprise. When his gaze falls on my belly, he smiles."Good day, ma'am", he bows slightly in greeting, stretching some things to me. I take them without hesitation. It's a white box, a bonquest, and a package.I don't need
Jayden's POVFinally, the car halts in front of Isabella's place after three stops away from here before I could summon up the courage to ask Jude to drive me here.Those stops were for two reasons; to get some gift for her and to muster up the courage to come here to see her after several months of being apart.I still don't know what I am here to say but I feel it's high time we talked. It's time I stopped being a coward and talk to her about it, about everything.Writing all my thoughts and mistakes down for her to read won't solve anything. I need to be man enough to face her, accept my mistake, and apologize for all I have done.Staring down at the box, the flower, and the package beside me, I come down from the car with them to go in with it as a present for Isabella.On second thought, I feel it is wrong for me to do this when I haven't apologized to her properly. I turn back to Jude and stretch the things towards him."You will take it inside when I am back, ok?" I say to him
Isabella's POVI watch his car drive away even before Sabrina could point that to me. Grandma and I were discussing in the sitting room when the doorbell rang and Safina isn't around to answer the door.To be honest, I thought it was Jayden and I didn't want to answer the door until Grandma ordered me to.I am sure she must have thought he was the one too.But seeing him drive away now makes me feel disappointed. Even though the question of whether he is back in America or not has been answered."Look at you, pregnancy looks good on you", Sabrina comments, making me remember that she was a few months pregnant before I left America."Thank you. How is the baby?" I ask her as I step away from the door for her to come in. I wish she is here with the baby but now that she isn't, I will make sure to visit her and the baby very soon.I really appreciate the fact that she is here to visit me this late in the night. It means a lot to me. And it makes me realize how much I have missed her.Aft
Jayden's POVI knew that Adrianna Vineyard would do the trick. That was the only way I could make Isabella know that I have been the one behind all those strange gifts and notes on her doorknob.Grandma's insistence for me to give her more time before showing up in front of her, coupled with my lack of courage, I had to keep low till she is back in America.Now that she is back, I want to finally see her but today is definitely not that day.I didn't book the same plane with Grandma. My plane took off after theirs and this is done on purpose so that she won't bump into me somewhere.I hope she has read the note I left behind this morning and I hope it will explain everything.I have realized my mistake and I want to make amends if only she would give me a chance to do that.By the time my plane landed in America, it was already getting dark because of the time difference and Jude was already waiting for me at the airport. I asked him and Fred to come back yesterday since we have found
Isabella's POVA knock pulls me out of my thoughts and I get down immediately from the bed to answer the door.It must be Grandma. I know she can't stay angry with me for too long. I have been waiting for days for her to come back since I don't know where she is staying in Paris.We cried. We both cried. And she left.It is high time she came back so we could talk and I can tell her the real reason why I did what I did.I didn't do that for no reason. I did it for a good reason.I get to the door and turn the doorknob but surprisingly, there is no one in front of the door. I step out and look around but everywhere is silent and empty.My neighbor has gone to work already. I heard her muttering some French words as she locked her door before taking the staircase down.She isn't the one.Who could it be? Is it Grandma? Did she change her mind about coming to see me so we could talk?Realizing that Grandma must still be mad at me, I sigh and step back inside. The moment to close the door