(Bella)"You were a whore Bella and you're still a whore. Jezz, what was I thinking?" Dean lashes out angrily as he threw pictures of me around the room.I haven't seen Dean this angry, it scares me to the pit of my stomach."I swear, Dean. This is all a lie, a mistake, a conspiracy," I wail, on my knees as I beg him to listen to me just this once."Shut the fuckk up, Bella. I'm done listening to you," he seethes. "My mom was right all along, a pig will always remain a pig," he spits the words out, like venom, unfiltered.My heart aches hearing those harsh words from him.Tears stream down my cheeks as I sobbed, but those tears doesn't move Dean, not anymore.My once loving husband, who stood his ground that I was his soulmate, who he wanted to spend the rest of his life with, against his family.He didn't care about their opinion of me.A stripper, an exotic dancer but none of that mattered to Dean. He loved me and married me against all odds."You still crave that life. Don't you?"
(Bella)My heart bleeds as I watch Dean storm off.He's asking for a divorce, just like that?How did we get here?How did my life turn into a living nightmare in one day?Those pictures, I mutter reaching out to them and picking them up one after the other.Four different men that I've never seen.It looks so real but I don't remember coming in contact with any of this men, not in my past and definitely not now.Something is fishy but I can't seem to place my hand on what it is.Whoever is behind this, just wants to break me and Dean apart.But I won't let them."No," the word slips out of my mouth. "I won't give up on us just like that, I'm going to fight for my man, my marriage, what I have with Dean is worth fighting for,." I say, my voice firm as I dust myself up.How do I go about it?Dean is so angry, I doubt if he'd ever listen to what I have to say.I need someone that can talk to Dean.But who?His mother?I scoff at myself. Judy is the last person I should think of.She has
(Bella)The doorbell rings and jars me awake. I fling my eyes open, pulling myself up from the couch.My back hurts..Just then I realize it's the next day and I had slept off on the couch waiting for Dean.This only means one thing, Dean didn't come home last night.The very first day he's sleeping out.My eyes hurts as fresh tears stride down my cheeks but the doorbell rings again, this time continuously.I spring up. It could be Dean.Quickly I move over to the door, and swing it open.My breath catches in my throat. It's not Dean.Judy, Elena and an older man. And then when she shifts, I spot Ashley standing right behind.Before I could process what's going on, Judy pushes me aside, striding in like the queen of England. Elena, Dean's aunt, gives me a horrific look as she walks in.And then the man and Ashley came in.Ashley casts me a weird look as she brushes past me.I step in. "What are you doing here, the both of you?" I'm forced to ask, as much as I'm exhausted, I can't let
(Bella)I shove the papers on the table and Judy picks it up, her hand running through the papers in excitement.A smile crosses her face as he mutters. "Finally," she turns to Ashley and Elena, giving them a knowing smile and then back to me."Alright. Let's wrap it up real quick. Go in there and pack your things. The buyers are waiting, hurry up Bella," she spat, crossing her legs and relaxing into the couch.I stare at her, all of them, sobbing my eyes out.Where do I go from here?My life has been centered around Dean. I drag my feet upstairs, each step feels heavier than the last. My heart torn apart as I packed my clothes, glancing around the house I'd started to set up as my forever home.The one I'd build a family with Dean and live happily ever after. Fresh tears came pouring out, my eyes feels so heavy, my chest too tight to breathe.Once done packing my personal stuff, I sit on the bed, thinking of where to go.I really do not want to bother Derrick but he'd be so mad if I
(Dean)"That's enough Dean!" Ethan says as he drags the glass away from me, eyebrows raised."You're only hurting yourself. Drinking won't solve anything," he retorts. "You need to go home and at least hear Bella out,"I chuckle bitterly. "And listen to more lies?" I blurted out. "Those pictures are all the proof I needed. She's a slut, Ethan."Ethan shakes his head. "This is quite confusing. Bella loves you, I'm sure.""Pretense, all pretense, man. She deceived me into believing that. But truth is, she still craves her old life, she wants to be out there fucking them dudes. She's on birth control, didn't want to ruin her perfect shape," I snap."My mother, Aunt Elena, they were right after all. Bella is a filthy slut, no redemption.""You're drunk, Dean. We need to get you home," Ethan says, skipping right past my tantrums.I scoff. "Home?" I laugh. "That's no home. She disgusts me, I can't even stand her," my phone insistently buzzes in my pocket, again, and again.I pull it out, an
Bella.It's been a week since the divorce and there has been no call nor text message from Dean.And each time I think about how easily he gave up on our love, it hurts me even more.I've tried to call him and everytime I do, it enters voicemail. Even Ethan's number hasn't been reachable as well.We're having a baby, one that we've always wanted and he doesn't even know.I've never imagined raising our child alone, never had to think about it and now it seems like that's becoming my reality. Dean is nowhere to be found, he hasn't reached out.It seems like I'm the only one half hoping to fix things somehow.I've been stalking our house for the past few days, waiting to talk to Dean but that gate has been closed, it just feels like I've been shut out of Dean's life for good.Judy wasn't bluffing about selling the house after all.My life has become a living nightmare.I instinctively rub my belly, I have a human growing inside of me, a baby to love me and me to love back.I don't even h
(Bella)"Sorry ma'am. But we've been asked not to let you into this premises," one of the security guards tells me.Is this a joke? I roll my eyes at him. "I'm here to see my husband!" I retort firmly. "I'm sure you know who I am?" "Of course we all do but please madam you have to leave now. I don't want to lose my job," he reply calmly, his tone pleading.I can't believe this, why would Dean give such orders. How did we get here?He disappeared on me, running away from problem and now he's restricting me?I could already feel tears forming in my eyes, waiting to spill.I turn to the guard again. "Please I have to see him. I promise not to get you into any trouble," I pleaded frustratingly.He takes a deep breath. "Trust me ma'am, if I can, you wouldn't have to ask twice." He says.I don't back down. "Please, just five minutes, it's important that I see him,""There's nothing I can do ma'am. I'm sorry you have to leave now,"I look at the guard again and he looked really sorry, like
(Bella)I step out of my ride, looking at the building in front of me, club forte. A place that used to be part of me till Dean showed up.I take a deep breath, putting my shades back on before walking into the club.I'd planned to come in time, if I hadn't, some of those weird and obsessed clients would've seen me.I walk straight to Jame's office and knock before letting myself in.A smile spreads across his face as I step in."Alright girls. We'll continue this later, I have an important guest," he smiles warmly at me, discharging the three girls. I guess they're newbies because I don't recognize any of them.They stand up, casting me a quick glance before they walk out of the door.James stands up, moving over as we share a quick hug. "It's so good to see you again, Bee. How long has it been?"I chuckle lightly. "It's been two years, James. Don't act like you don't remember,"He laughs briefly. "You know me too well. Don't you?" He retorts and then his face turns serious. "Why?" H
(Dean)I toss and turn on my bed, unable to sleep, ever since I got the results, my confusion has been through the roof.Perhaps I'd better look into the evidence of the cheating a little longer.I step out of the bed, reaching for the drawer where I'd kept those pictures that's haunted me for years.I rummage through the drawer, bringing it out, my eyes scans through them, the pictures I'd received on that fateful day, the one that turned my life upside down.I take a closer look at the picture for the very first time since I received them, it's Bella, lying in bed with these men, in different compromising positions. But something catches my eyes.In all of the pictures, her eyes seemed like they're closed. What does that say?Back then I barely had the time to check details, I was so angry, feeling so betrayed.And that brings me to the pills, is there even a tiniest chance that she'd conceived if she's on birth control pills?Just one big mass of confusion.As I sit there, my mind
(Bella)Dean's just pushing every button in me, he's starting to get on my nerves with his insistent calls. It's baffling.He's a busy CEO, surely he'd have more important things to do than blowing up my phone all day.And how the hell did he get my number? I ask inwardly, mulling over it, but then it's Dean Brennan, I shouldn't ask that.Getting my number is such an easy peasy.He's about to drive me insane at this point.I rub my temples, strangely he didn't call back after I ended the call this time, he's just being annoyingly persistent and I can't deal with this right now.And most importantly, I shouldn't stress over this.And with that resolve, I pull my phone back up, doing what I should have done last night. I block his number, dropping my phone on the desk.Leaning back, I close my eyes and take a few deep breaths, trying to calm down before going through the stack of files on my desk.Just as I'm deep in my work, a gentle knock comes to the door and Calvin walks in, there's
(Dean)While I wait for the DNA test results, I buy my way around Bella's number. I need to reach out, since she wouldn't see me.Last night, I called her and the moment she heard my voice she ended the call on me.I tried calling her again, this time I paced across my office, Ethan's gaze transfixed on me. He stopped by a while ago.First ring, second, up until the sixth one and she still did not pick up, after more attempts the call went to voicemail. Frustrated, I run a hand through my hair, unsure of what to do.Ethan drags in a sharp breath. "Calm down, Dean. I mean, even I will freak out with those insistent calls, give her time," he says in a calm but firm tone.I shrug, turning to face him. "I want to Ethan, but I just can't. Sleep has become a stranger to me this past few days, my mind's not at rest, I want to talk to Bella,"I don't wait, I dial her number again. This time I guess Bella got fed up, because her voice wafted into my ear. "Take a hint, Dean and stop bothering me
(Ashley)"What do you mean it didn't go as planned?" Judy fumes, gripping her teacup tighter. "How could you be so careless?"I furrow my eyebrows, feeling the need to explain what happened. "I'm sure—," I trail off, my words coming out in a stutter. "I did slip the drug into his drink, I watch him empty his glass, I did, it's just all confu—,"Elena's voice cuts me off sharply, her gaze as piercing as ever. "Excuses, that's what this is. You had just one job, and you screwed it the fuck up!" She spat, clearly as livid as Judy. "Now, how are we supposed to fix this?"I hate to be this helpless, to be this putty in Judy's hands, not to mention Elena.They're just incorrigible.Looking at Judy, she's just being ridiculous about this, I didn't mean for any of this to happen and she can't just annoyingly sit there and push blames.I discreetly eye her across the living room. She can pretend to be mad, but I know she needs me just as much.She can't get rid of Bella from Dean's life withou
(Bella)I take a deep breath, steeling my mind before walking up to the bed, sitting just beside them. "Hey, there, sweethearts," I say softly, gently caressing Jas's cheeks. "I'll be making your favorite for dinner, come join Mommy in the kitchen," I try to coax them.They both frown, refusing to talk to me.I look between them. "Are you still mad at Mommy?" I ask them, making a sad face, just to get their attention.Jasmine rolls her eyes, turning to face me but Javier remained silent.I ruffle his hair gently. "Okay, I'm sorry for yelling," I let out, my tone soft, in a bid to get him to talk to me.Finally, Javier turns, sitting up, he looks at me, his expression softens. "Why were you mean to mister stranger?" He asks, his eyes filled with curiosity.Without missing a beat, Jasmine sits up too, crossing her tiny arms. "Is he a bad man?" She asks, her eyes filled with little wonder.Javier frowns a little, switching to his defense mode. "No, he's not. He's kind, he saved me!" He c
(Bella)As I stomp my way back to my car, my heart raced, Dean's question echoes in my head nonstop.He knows!I can't help but wonder, did Judy tell him?My nerves are like short now.I saw the way he looked at Javier and Jasmine, his gaze though tender and gentle, holds a calculated look in them, as if he's quickly figuring things out in his head.And the resemblance is quite uncanny, the timing. He's smart, I'm sure he must've connected the dots.Hence, his nerve-wracking question.I don't know why everything seems to be happening at the same time.First, it was Judy trying her crap on me and now Dean.I really do not know what to expect next. But one thing is certain, no one is taking my babies away from me, I'll keep them away from this chaos even it's the last thing I do.I take a deep breath, trying to soothe my frazzled nerves before getting into the car.As I step in, the tension in the car doesn't go unnoticed, taking a quick glance at Javier and Jasmine, they're unusually q
(Dean)I had two intentions in mind, get answers from Bella or find it myself.So as Javier ran up to me, I ruffle his hair, gently pulling a strand of hair, a careful act that almost seems like an absentminded gesture.I carefully held the strand, discreetly slipping it into my pocket.Almost on cue, Javier whirls around, facing Bella. "Mommy, he's the handsome mister from the mall!" He squeals.A smile creeps up my face, mirroring his excitement, it tugs at my heart.My eyes lands on Bella, she looks thrown off for a moment, as if trying to process the whole thing. My eyes moves from her to the little girl.She has a grin, as she stares at me, her curiosity shining through her eyes, she's — she's looks like a miniature version of Bella, same lips and she's got the brightest smile I've ever seen just like Bella.I look between her and Javier, the striking resemblance is hard to ignore.It's just— I can't explain how I feel.Seeing the curious look in her eyes, her bright smile, Javie
(Bella)So, it's one of those boring Saturdays. I'm in the living room, idly flipping from one channel to another. Anne's busy in the kitchen and the twins are in their rooms.I stare at the television but honestly I'm not really feeling it, my mind's elsewhere.Judy hasn't tried her crap on me again since I walked out of the restaurant but I'm certain she's still working together with Ashley against me, she's always loathed me that much.While I probably should be relieved that my past hasn't come back to haunt me but strangely I'm not, because deep down I know that this is just the lull before the chaos lurking around.Judy isn't the one to just back down without a fuss. I'm sure she's out there plotting on how to get to me.It's just—. It's hard not to think otherwise.Plus, my unnerving thoughts hasn't quiet down since my last encounter with her. It feels like she doesn't want Dean to know about the twins, otherwise why didn't she outrightly tell him?I just don't get it and I real
(Ashley)I blink awake, my eyes struggling to adjust to the light streaming into the room. But then, my mind reels with satisfaction as I noticed my hands wrapped around a firm body.Dean, I mutter inwardly, flipping my half awake eyes open, a smile creeps up my face as I tilt my head, holding onto his body firmly.And then I pause, my face drains of any color, realizing who was sleeping next to me.My mind is still a hazy mess, I look around and it isn't Dean's room, it's mine.I froze, pulling my hands away from him quickly, his body reacts to my sudden hand withdrawal but he doesn't wake up.Still in shock, I flipped the bedsheet open, taking a look, I'm naked, we both are.Fuck shit! What have I done?It was supposed to be Dean sleeping next to me, cuddled up in each other's arms and not this gigolo, this good for nothing jackass.I clench my teeth hard in frustration.Last night was supposed to be my best night, a night I anticipated for with every fiber of my being, but it has tu