YSABELLE"Ronan?" I called and headed downstairs.He was already gone when I woke up.As I arrived in the dining hall, I saw the maids preparing our breakfast."Where's Ronan?" I asked as soon as I sat on the chair, ready to dig in."He left early without breakfast, Madam."My brows furrowed.I stood up and ran upstairs to get my phone. I tried to call his phone, but he's not answering my calls. Where did he go this early?With a sigh, I went back to the dining hall to have my breakfast alone.Maybe he went to the police station or cemetery.After my meals, I decided to visit my Dad in the cemetery, hoping to see Ronan because his father's tomb was near to where my father was.But he's not here.Seeing my ex-father-in-law's face wearing a smile in that huge picture frame made me realize the pain that his wife is the only one who wants him dead. He might have felt betrayed, but the thing he did was more painful.If it's true that Connor is his son with Lucia…I sighed deeply as I place
YSABELLEI immediately helped Ronan before he got hurt by the sharp objects that scattered on the floor. However, I saw a red stain on his knuckles, which confused me.Did he intentionally knock down the vase?“Are you okay?” I asked but he shook his head while messing up his hair. He smells alcohol too. “Did you drink?”I held his face to look at me in the eye, and yeah, his eyes were unfocused.“Do I smell bad? I'm sorry if I am.” He hoarsely said under his breath while bowing his head.He really looked apologetic.“Not at all.” I slowly pulled him to stand up. “Let's treat your wound.”We were staggering as we entered our room before I called the maids to clean the mess outside.I cleaned his wounds and put on ointment. I'm glad the wound is not that deep.He never became aggressive yesterday when he drank and hid behind the couch. I wonder what more severe happened today that led him to let out his anger through the poor, expensive vase.“I… I will take a shower first.”He was abo
YSABELLEIt's confirmed that Mr. Willow was charged with murder, alongside the abduction of me and Jacob last month. There was a recording that was found in Mr. Willow that matched with the voice of Mrs. Volkov. Ronan chose not to touch his mother's belongings in her room since she was gone. When the detectives search the room of his mother, they easily find evidence that points out the connection between Mr. Willow and Mrs. Volkov. Especially exchanging money through bank accounts.Mr. Willow was furious at the jury because he kept saying he was not the mastermind and was just following orders. But still, he was charged with 2 counts of murder.Ronan was quiet these days. I'm not sure if he feel guilt because of what his Mom did.After the trial, Ronan and I visited our father in the cemetery. Ronan chose to be alone with his father's cremation monument. I gave him privacy and headed to my Dad's tomb.Our father didn't really die on the spot in an accident. They were burned inside t
YSABELLE“Pull over.” The driver immediately stopped the car in front of a fruit shop. I lowered the window and smiled at the female vendor.“Can you give me a basket of fruits?”“Mix, Miss?” I nodded and took a bill in my wallet. “For your sick friend in the hospital?”My smile faded.“Uhmm… No.” I give her the money. “She used to be a mistress of my ex-husband.”She suddenly smiles awkwardly and continues making a fruit basket. It didn't take long for her to finish.I arrived at the police station where Candice was imprisoned. I waited in a visiting area, and not long after, the frowning face of Candice greeted me when the door opened. She halted in her tracks as soon as she saw me.When Candice called Ronan’s phone last night, I knew she wanted something from him. We didn't talk because I ended the call as soon as possible and blocked the number before Ronan saw it.“Why does it have to be you? Where's Ronan?” “Aren't you glad to see me?” She rolled her eyes. “You should be beca
YSABELLEI was in total silence while we were on the plane that belonged to Ronan himself. I was lying in a customized bed while Ronan was in the opposite direction with his MacBook.I'm hesitating to tell him. Why? Because I'm not sure if Candice was telling the truth. What if she's just messing around with me? Or she just needs to say something so that I can bring Ronan to her.I shouldn't be bothered… I should not.“Where did you go earlier?” Ronan suddenly asked.I bit my bottom lip as I swallowed the lump in my throat. I'm glad he's not looking in my direction.“Just meeting an old friend.” He nodded and didn't even suspect that I was lying because Candice was not an old friend. Duh!Whether Candice is telling the truth or not, this issue is not for me. So, I should not hide this from Ronan– Damn! How can I tell him after figuring out that his father died because of his mother and thought he had Connor with Lucia?F*ck! It's too fresh for him to handle this, even though I'm sti
YSABELLEI went back to my duty in my father's company, and I was surprised by the pile of work waiting for me in the office. As I'm working my ass off, reading and signing the document, the door suddenly opens. My aunt and her secretary, pushing two trolleys full of documents, came inside my office.“All of that?” I exclaimed in disbelief.“Yes, and everything is needed tomorrow.”My shocked eyes became wider.Tomorrow? Am I nuts? “I… I still need to read each of them, so give me a week for this.” I reasoned since it's hard for me to just sign the documents without reading them.“I already read them and it's good. There's nothing to worry about.” She said with assurance.“Are you sure?” I gaze at the documents and wonder if she really read them thoroughly. I mean, there are tons of them. How can she read them alone?“Are you doubting me, Ysabelle?” I immediately look at her because of her tone. Her gaze turned cold, and it seemed like I was witnessing the scary-in-law of the Cort
YSABELLEA meeting has occurred and Ronan couldn't stop frowning at the employee who's reporting in front of us. His face cannot be painted by anyone while he is sitting in my father's chair.I tried to turn my back on him while sitting next to him. Where else could I sit? This is the only chair they want me to sit on.I can't concentrate at the meeting, maybe because rage is still within me and I can't look at Ronan because my blood rises every time I see his frowning face.He used to have that kind of face all the time while at work.Was it my fault for doubting his feelings? He keeps mentioning Candice's name and he also opened up the topic, not me. So it's practically his fault, not mine!If he hadn't been angry because I went to see Candice, we wouldn't be like this.After the meeting, I left the room first as fast as possible. But before I could open the door of my office, I felt a presence behind me.With the thought Ronan followed me silently, my heart leaped.“I noticed how y
RONANI stretched my arms, groaning at the pain at the back of my neck and spine because of sitting for hours. I didn't notice the time which marked ten in the late evening, so I decided to spend my night here in my office at the Cortez Enterprise.I'm busy building my own company and monitoring Belle's company here in Paris, France. Since I already decided on a joint business with Belle’s family, I have to make sure that the Cortez's stocks remain steady or it's much better to go back to how it was before the issue with Connor.It's actually exhausting, but this is my only way to be with Belle all the time.I remember my fiancee again.I checked my phone thinking she left me a message because I'm still not home. However, I was only disappointed to see no message from her.She's really angry.Well, I admit it's my fault too for scolding her, but... I just can't help thinking differently.What makes me even more mad is that she keeps doubting my feelings for her. Does she think I'm onl