Arabella. I paid the cab driver and rushed into the hospital, I stopped at the receptionist's table and asked. “Hi, please I’m here for Mr Owen,” I politely asked. “A minute miss,” she said and started typing on her computer. I bit my bottom lip, I looked at her and then around the place. She wa
I can’t believe Ashton would stoop so low because I spoke rudely to him. “Hey Ella, why are you crying?” Mom asked beside me. I frowned, crying. I wasn’t crying, why would she say that, I took my hand to my face and felt my cheeks wet. Gosh, I didn’t even know I had been crying. “It’s nothing,” I
Alejandro. I stared at the address in front of me and then at the shop that wasn't open. This is it right, this was the address in the file, right? I stared at the paper and then at the shop, the name ‘Ellie’s Heaven’ was bodily written in a beautiful design at the top. That was the only thing
Arabella. I kept on looking behind me as the cab rode fast, Alejandro’s car was still following me and at that moment I didn't know what to do. “Can you drive a little bit faster please?” I asked the driver who merely glanced at me but didn't add to the speed. I know he must be scared of riding a
“Hi,” I looked at her name tag, “Victoria, please I’m here to see….” I got interrupted. “Your husband I know.” My brows raised as I stared at her. That same look of adoration was still on her face, “I know you are his wife,” she answered and I couldn’t help but ask. “How?” “You are all over the
Arabella. The sound became louder and clear as I stood there in his office, I couldn’t blink or do anything as I watch my husband fuck another woman in front of me. My whole body felt frozen and numb at the same time, I didn’t know what to feel. My mouth wouldn’t move, and no words could come out
Arabella. “You aren’t as dumb as I’d presumed,” she went on. I couldn’t do anything after shouting at her, the pieces started to fall into place; the fight this morning, Mom's call, and then this. Everything happened in just hours, every single thing I have worked my ass off to remain the same a
Alejandro. The strings of profanities wouldn’t stop leaving my mouth as the driver lost Ellie’s cab for a minute. The fucker was lucky to have caught the cab else he would have been saying hello to his maker. I watched the cab take a turn and then Landon who was sitting at the front said. “I thin
His green eyes dimmed a bit but his facial expression didn’t change, he still looked like the cold Alejandro who doesn’t look approachable. “No,” I stared at him without doing anything for a whole minute then I snapped after that. I literally screamed, grabbed my hair, and screamed as loud as I co
Arabella. I swallowed nothing and decided to busy my hands with rubbing the fur of chocolate, getting another purr from it. “I…..I can’t do that.” I answered. “I don’t care, I want you to call me by my name and that’s what you are going to do.” He ordered. “I can’t do that because I do not want
Arabella. Never for once would I ever imagine Alejandro to be someone who loves pets or even have one but here he’s tending to the two cute animals before him like they were his babies. “Come in.” He said and I didn’t even realize I had been standing in the doorway. I walked inside, gaining the a
Arabella. I refused to come out until Alejandro told me where the hell he brought me to. The whole place was filled with trees and trees, there was only one house in the middle of these trees and that was where he was currently standing. What are we doing here? Wasn’t this someone’s property? “C
Alejandro. “The shipment will arrive in an hour boss,” The man before me stopped talking for a while, I know that look. “What is it?” I asked. “I don’t think the Italian would stay quiet this time boss, they are going to react again.” He went on. I let out a sigh, the Italians have been a pain i
Arabella. I quickly looked away from him and acted like I didn’t see him at all. I walked slowly and tried my best not to stare at him again. The image of him leaning against his car with that dark shade on his face popped up in my head again, the same as the image of us kissing. I closed my eyes
I shook my head, I am nothing like him. I am not a cheat like him. “Don’t compare yourself to me, Ashton, we are about to get divorced so I have every right to be with another man. You hate the thought of it right?” I asked, staring at his fuming face. “You hate the thought of me kissing another
Arabella. Ashton leaned back in his seat, looked at the envelope, and then at me. “So this is it huh? This is what our life has become, Ara,” he said, confusing me. “We could have been happy, you know, all this wouldn’t have happened if you had stayed.” He said, and I frowned hating how he was pa
Arabella. Just like I thought, the drama I created back at the restaurant blew up like wildfire, everyone was either commenting on how cheap Ashton was and back lashing his mistress. I felt good knowing that they wouldn’t support him because he was rich and could harm any of them. I left the house