Isabella's POVAs soon as Jayden entered the large gate of Gabriel's home, he asked the driver to halt the car right after he entered so I could drop.I can feel his eyes on me till I get to the door. I turn back slowly to see him looking just like I thought he would.He waves at me, signaling me to go inside. I am sure he wants me to go in to be sure that I am not lying about wanting to come and see Sabrina.I wonder what he is afraid of.It amazes me to know that he is actually scared of me leaving him. I want to have a good feeling about this but I know I shouldn't. I shouldn't get ahead of myself. All Jayden is after is making sure that everything goes as planned. This is just about him.Only about him.If I leave now, he will be the talk of the town. The bachelor who has been thought to never want to have anything to do with any woman ever again suddenly got married and after a month, he is divorced.It will make a good headline in the New York Times newspaper but I am sure he do
Jayden's POV I finish up our discussion in a hurry with my heart racing practically in my ribcage. My mind was on Isabella and what she would do if Sabrina doesn't pay much attention to her. I remembered that Gabriel would be out with me tonight because Sabrina was also going out with her female friends and she might not have time to entertain Isabella. When we got to Gabriel's home to meet Isabella and Sabrina's absence, fear sprang up in my heart and I began to pace the courtyard, dialing my home phone to give Sandra a call while Gabriel also called his wife. Sandra told me Isabella wasn't home but Gabriel's wife said she was with her. That was when I breathed a sigh of relief but I wasn't still assured until they arrived. The moment the driver gears the car inside the courtyard, I take a long stride toward them while Gabriel follows me behind. I haven't been giving him attention. My mind and thoughts have been all over the place. I have been thinking of what I would do if she
Isabella's POVGrandma wraps her hands around me in a tight, warm hug that forces me to push back the emotions sweeping through me.It's been a while since I last visited and I miss her so much. She doesn't visit me at all and I understand that she is trying to give me the privacy that I need and deserve as a married woman.I came to see her and how she is coping with her new maid who she likes talking about over the phone and also to inform her of my upcoming trip to Italy in five days.I am so excited about it and I wish we could go on this trip together. But I know that won't be possible because I can't afford it and I can't bring myself to ask Jayden to do this as a favor.I can't ask him for anything that has to do with money. Even if I want to summon up the courage to do that, the fact that I actually got paid before venturing into the business I have with him and his mother's claim that I am in this marriage for the monetary benefits won't allow me.I have my pride as a woman.
Isabella's POV I burst into the room without knocking to see Jayden pacing the room with a phone glued to his ears and his mouth moving. I stand by the door for a while but when he hoists his head to look at me, I venture inside. "Yes, I will give you a call later today", he says while I walk past him to drop my bag and find somewhere to sit till he is done and we can talk about the news. How the hell can someone tell the press that we are not real couples? Who the hell would that be? I'm still finding it very hard to believe because Jayden and I are really doing a great job at making things look real between us. No one would have thought we aren't real unless of course his mother who is still having doubts about me being a gold digger. Perhaps, she is responsible. Maybe this is another tactic of hers to have me gone forever from her son's life. "Do you have any idea who did this?" Jayden's voice jerks me out of my reverie and when I look up, he is wagging a newspaper in front o
Jayden's POVThis is the best solution. Not the ridiculous idea of meeting up with Juliet and confronting her about the newspaper headlines.That won't do anything. The deed has been done and the only way to rectify this is to accept the invitation to the business dinner party which I rejected last week because Isabella would be going to Verona two days after.I just need to make an appearance there to rule out the rumor about us being in a contractual marriage.Isabella also likes the idea but she wanted to confront Juliet and we argued back and forth about that before she agreed not to go.That will only cause a scene. What she has done is enough. It might actually ruin the idea of getting divorced after a year but I won't let that bother me. I don't let people's disreputable talks about me get to me, I see no reason why now should be the beginning of letting their talks get to me.After a year, we are getting separated and that is final. I don't care if they get to relate it to th
Isabella's POVFinding my way to the restroom, I heave a deep sigh of relief for escaping that man's piercing eyes which seemed to be searching for answers.I don't feel like using the restroom. I just used that as an excuse to escape and get my emotions together.I am as nervous as hell and it is damn surprising. I thought I had this all in control and I am gradually getting over my nervousness about being Jayden's wife in public.I was also nervous when we had dinner with Alejandro but the moment we began to talk, it disappeared. But this man's question were making more scared that I would say something stupid which will blow the cover.I don't even know who he is to Jayden but they seem pretty close.I squat and facepalm myself, exhaling and inhaling deeply to calm my nerves.If I was to choose, I would have chosen to spend the night in our room reading a book instead of being out here where it feels like everyone has their eyes on me.It is fucking crazy.I just had to do this bec
Italy, VERONA CITYIsabella's POVAlejandro was there to welcome me immediately after I deplaned and got my suitcase.He was there with two hefty bodyguards who don't speak English at all but have sunshades on to hide their eye colors.He was holding a crafted paper that had my name on it. The moment I saw the name, my heart swells with joy.He was grinning from ear to ear and it is obvious that he is extremely glad that I stuck to my promise. I am also happy to be finally here.I didn't bother to ask Jayden to come with me anymore because I know he is busy and since he rejected the offer the other day I asked if we could go together.I hope to enjoy my stay here, even though I miss home already.Alexandro pulls me into a tight hug while his men take my suitcase."La moglie del mio amico è qu", he mutters before releasing me while I pout."What does that word mean?" I ask out of curiosity with a big grin on my face."My friend's wife is here!" He spread his arms out wide as he transla
Isabella's POVAfter putting on a logo bodycon dress, Alejandro's driver got me and we drove to the villa with my heart thumping wild in excitement.We couldn't visit the villa yesterday because Alejandro said so. He only took me around the surrounding areas for sightseeing and in just one day, I have seen a lot. But it wasn't enough.I have been awake since the break of dawn in anticipation of today's tour. Alejandro said it would be best to visit the villa in the morning or late afternoon which is why he asked me to go back to my hotel yesterday.We get there within minutes of driving and the driver opens the car door for me. I jump down, wondering where Alejandro is when he appears from nowhere with a big wide grin on his face."Il Mio Amore", he spread his arm out and I hug him, paying a deaf ear to the way he called me his love.When I release myself from the hug, I know I should have rolled my eyes at him instead.Before I can say anything, he grabs my hand. "Let's go visit Rom
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