Jayden's POVWhat is left is the dust.I watch the car screech away with speed and Isabella going away from my life forever."Shit!" I curse and hit my fist in the air, breathless. Why didn't I think she would come home? It didn't even cross my mind that she would come over to the mansion. It was the last place I expected her to be.If only I had come earlier before she got out of the house, maybe I would have been able to convince her.I asked Gabriel to go home. He is indeed a good friend, having left his pregnant wife alone at home to tender to my own problems of finding my wife because we have no idea how she disappeared.Now I know my assumptions are wrong. She wasn't kidnapped. She ran off on her own because she couldn't handle the fact that she was pregnant with my child."F**k!" I groan and squat to the floor, thinking of what to do.Suddenly, it clicks. Instead of standing back and watching the cab disappear out of sight, I should do something.I should follow the cab to kno
Isabella's POVMy apartment is old but the view out of the window is amazing and soothing. I am sitting on a cane chair, looking out of the window, imagining what my life would have been if it was this beautiful.Beautiful like this magnificent view of Paris.But it isn't. I am living in an old building that has no elevator to ease my every morning exercise of going to a bookstore to get a new book to read for the day to keep me company or going grocery shopping.My room is on the fifth floor and it isn't an easy task to get on the staircase from the ground floor up here with my protruding belly.I try as much as possible not to go out, not only because I don't want anyone to see me, anyone who might recognize me as the billionaire's wife but also because taking the staircase down is tiring.When I first got here, I enjoyed going out to the bookstore every day. I buy a book every day but now I have them stockpiled for a whole week or even a month.I have no job and reading has become
Jayden's POVItaly has become my second home for the past six months since Isabella flew out of America. I have been moving from one state to the other all in the name of searching for my wife.I am so sure she is in Italy. Jude and I saw the plane take off that morning and I quickly booked a flight to Italy too.I didn't know the specific location she was going to but when I asked around, I was told it was Verona just like I presumed.I searched Verona for days without the sight of the woman with black straight hair. I thought she was going back to round up her supposed trip which I cut short or probably to meet up with Romeo but I didn't see any of them.Alejandro didn't see her either.I left Verona for Tuscany just like Alejandro advised but it was still the same. I am still coming to Italy every weekend to find her.Even if I hadn't received Grandma's call last night, I would still be on my way home by now.My plane landed in America a few minutes ago and Jude is driving me to he
Isabella's POVThe book store is unusually crowded today which made it slow for me to get the sales boy to get me my type of books.I still read romance books. Some are similar to my kind of situation while others are beautiful from beginning to end even though trials and tribulations are inevitable. But what matters most is the love and trust between the couples.By the time I got the books, I was already tired and I doubt if I will be able to come back here if the store continues getting crowded this way.I couldn't even sit and it was getting harder by the day for me to squat or bend down.I guess I will have to stop going to the store since I have enough books to last me for the month now or I can ask the boys to have them delivered to my doorstep. It won't hurt to spend more money on what keeps me busy.I haven't been spending a lot but I have the intention of doing that soon. The money I got from Jayden is still saved up in my account. I used half of it for Grandma's surgery an
Jayden's POVGrandma didn't spend up to five minutes before running back out and I quickly got out to open the car door for her.This is when I see tears in her eyes but she is trying to hide them by bending her head.I was tempted to follow her but I wanted Isabella to see her Grandma first before anything else.Seeing her again brings a lot of overwhelming feelings to my body. I felt proud seeing her with a protruding belly coming from a bookstore and an unconscious smile crept to my face.We have been following her since she left the apartment to the bookstore this morning. My private investigator, Fred, is here with us, and Jude who is driving the car.Fred is beside Jude in the front and Grandma is sitting next to me at the back of the car.Fred was finally able to track her phone immediately after we landed in Paris. It was a bit hard to do that from America and I decided to bring him along to ease our search.Grandma only told me Isabella is in Paris, she doesn't know where exa
Isabella's POVBeing in bed for two days in a row makes me feel sick. This morning, I woke up with nausea but I still haven't gotten out of bed.I expected to see Grandma yesterday again but she never came. I couldn't read or do anything. I cried myself to sleep and woke up with tears in my eyes.I miss her so much.I wonder if she has gone back to America or not. I wonder if calling her is a good idea.I want to hear her voice. I want to apologize for what I did. I want to seek her forgiveness but I know the only way to do that is by going back to America.Am I ready? Am I ready to face the whole world and not just Jayden?I don't know what people are saying about the missing billionaire's wife but won't it cause a roll when I finally appear with a big stomach?I wish I could go back to America but I feel now isn't the right time. I can't handle the emotional trouble that comes with going back and seeing Jayden or anyone that reminds me of him.I don't even know if Grandma will take
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
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