Richard's POVMy heart couldn't take it.Seeing Arabel in the arms of that jerk as he leans forward to peck her forehead like a man would do to his wife.My heart felt like it was going to break into half pieces. It makes me seethe in anger.Before I can do anything, my phone rings, jerking me back to life as I divert my gaze away from the sight.Asking her for friendship was an alternative to telling her how much I loved and cared for her. I had never been so scared in my entire life. I dreaded what her answer would be. Friendship was all I could ask for.When I did, I thought she was going to let her guards down and transform overnight into the caring and loving woman I used to know.My heart gives a little twist as I rise from the table to excuse myself. My face burns with fury as I make my way out of the hall where the after-wedding lunch is taking place.Betrayal has hit me square in the face.Back in there, when the vows were being exchanged, I saw the way she was staring at me
Arabel's POV My heels click against the marble floor as I walk down the hall, dressed in a flamboyant black gown and stiletto heels.Although it shouldn't mean anything, it does.For Fernando.Ashley was right. She wasn't entirely correct when she suggested that I should enter another relationship, but she was correct when she suggested that I should find someone who could assist me in forgetting my past.Not only that. Giving me such an idea brought another brilliant thought into my head.I was Richard's ex. He claimed to love me. How delightful would it be for him to witness me in a relationship with someone else? Not just any man, but Fernando.I saw the way he was filled with rage at the bachelor's party. I also remember how he always stared at Alex with clenched jaws because he thought we were together.Jealousy always swept through him whenever he saw me with a man.The elevator takes me up to the second floor, where Fernando is waiting for me at the restaurant. He might consid
Richard's POVWhen she walks in elegantly, her hair falling softly around her shoulder and her heels making a clacking sound, my entire body becomes still.I am almost on my toes to catch up with her, glad at the coincidence when something stops me.Fernando.He stands up with a wide grin on his face. I feel a sudden flare of rage as I watch, but Trevor taps me from behind.“Richard, what's the matter?” "Richard, what's the matter?" he asks, prompting me to return to my client. We were supposed to meet last night, but it got rescheduled because he had to fly out for an impromptu conference, making our meeting impossible.We are here on a Saturday noon, sitting by the window to avoid distractions, in order to finalize our deal.I wondered why he asked us to meet here at first, but the moment I saw Arabella walking in, I bless him in my heart.I turn back to the duo, flashing smiles at each other. Trevor taps me again, his gaze following mine.“You know them?” He asks questions out of c
Arabel's POVHis cold blue eyes flash in front of me as he pulls the door open to see me. The anger from yesterday is still boiling within me as I raise my hand in the air and strike him in the face.No surprise. No pain. No emotion.I stare at him, my heart beating twice its normal rate, as he continues to watch me with his unwavering gaze.Suddenly, guilt settles inside of me.I was extremely mad at him. Coming over there and answering Fernando on my behalf was a sign that we knew each other even more. After I told him I didn't want people to know, he had the guts to ruin that moment. What gave him the right to come over and act like I have no say over my life? If I wanted to date him, his opinions would never matter.Fernando is a good man, I am sure of that. He is someone I can date without any regrets when all Richard has ever done is hurt me.If I hadn't vowed to myself, his actions are enough for me to accept Fernando, just to spite him, but I wouldn't dare. Once bitten, twi
Richard's POVIt wasn't in my intention to reveal how I feel about her now. In fact, I had no specific time in mind to tell her.So I am relieved that it is out now. Friendship is not what I want. She needs to know how much she means to me and why I can't sit still watching another man who doesn't deserve her one bit take her away.I know I don't deserve her either, but Fernando shouldn't be an option.I know she might never accept my feelings because of our past, but I still want her to know. “I love you, Arabel. I have always loved you without realizing it. Letting you go made me realize how much you mean to me, and how stupid I was to have realized what we had. I know this might be hard to believe or accept, but it's the truth. I don't deserve you, and neither does Fernando. But I promise I will never hurt you again if you can give me a chance to prove myself to you.”Her back is still with me. She is looking up and down, unsure of how to face me, or perhaps she has no idea what
Arabel's POV“Daisy?”“Ashley?” They both embrace each other, and I watch with a smile on my face. Ashley stands upright to embrace me after they finish pecking each other's foreheads.“I thought you would never do that,” I say with a tone of humor, and she gets the clue by laughing.“I missed you two,” she pouts when she disengages from the hug.I jokingly glare at her. “Are you sure? You remained for an entire month instead of the originally planned two weeks on your honeymoon, yet you still claim to miss me. Don't let me get envious of Caleb already.”Before entering, we hug each other once more amidst laughter. Ashley and Caleb's new home is lovely. It is just like the mansion where Richard and I got married, but not as big.Ashley guides us to the dinner, where Cable enters with a dashing appearance.“Bella.” He calls with open arms. I move forward with a smile, and he pecks my cheeks before his attention shifts to Daisy.I see the confusion on his face, and I realize Ashley neve
Richard's POVAnything to get rid of this inner turmoil is what I intend to do. Something like drowning myself in alcohol and thinking about how pathetic my life has become.Not only am I divorced, but I am also someone whom Arabel is ashamed to refer to as the father of her child.That is what I feel she is doing.Why the pretense? Why does she keep doing this? Even to our friends? I'm sure Ashley is mad at her, and I hope she forgives her.Caleb, on the other hand, understands me. When Caleb started questioning me about her, I was tempted to reveal everything to him. I was tempted to say that she was my ex-wife, and I loved and still love her.The fact that I had to pretend not to be Daisy's father was more irksome. I couldn't even answer the poor girl when she called me Daddy.When did Arabel become this cruel? Is there more to this? Is it just the shame of calling me her daughter's father?After laying Daisy to sleep in my room, I step down, moving to the bar to grab a drink. Flop
Arabel's POVMy eyes flicker open to see sunlight streaming into my room.Sunlight?My bedroom isn't facing where the sun rises. So why is there sunlight streaming through the windows?Instantly, I shoot up from the bed as a gasp leaves my mouth when the realization dawns on me that I am in Richard’s apartment.Shit!I scramble out of bed, dumping the heavy duvet around me on the floor, only to realize I am wearing nothing but his shirt and my shorts.Shit, shit, shit!What the hell happened?My head is banging, and I can't remember anything that happened last night apart from the dinner with Ashley and Caleb.Giggles float into the room, and I rush out to find him, so I can ask him what happened before leaving.Suddenly, more memories from last night drift into my head, and I halt just outside the bedroom.Ashley was mad at me. Caleb was too, because I lied to them.Richard looked pissed too, so he left with Daisy.Then I came home and knocked on his door to apologize to him. He was