YSABELLE I tapped my fingers on the table while waiting for the iced tea I ordered for myself while the woman in front of me was waiting for her coffee.My adoptive mother.We were in silence for five minutes after she asked me for tea. I glance at Cleo at another table, having her own iced tea while taking a picture of meI bet she's going to send that to Ronan.“What a coincidence.” I was startled when she suddenly spoke out.“Yeah.”I don't know why I felt awkward to be with her. Seeing her after years was really new to me.Our relationship faded when Dad died. She became cold to me and I always noticed her dislikes towards me.However, staring at her now seems like she changed.When our orders arrived, I immediately sipped at my iced tea to refresh myself.Noticing her silence, I started to talk first because I couldn't take this awkwardness between us.“Why are we here? Do we have something to talk about?”“I heard about the issue.”My hand tightened around the glass.“I still d
YSABELLE “You're quiet.”I was startled at Cleo’s voice in front of me, almost forgetting her presence for hours.“I'm listening,” I said She's ranting something about her love life and career life but here I am, spacing out instead of helping my cousin to move on from that cowardly jerk for throwing their relationship like trash. She opened another can of beer and handed it to me. I looked down at my beer and didn't notice it was empty again.With a sigh, I took it from her and drank almost half of it.“What did that woman say and you are dumbfounded like that?”“My adoptive mother and father are not actually married.”She just shrugged. “That was a trend. Living with the partner before marriage.”“Not that… Why does have Dad to make a big lie like that just to–”“Ask the deceased, Ysabelle.” Hse sarcastically said, which made me frown. “It's already in the past. Your adoptive father is already resting and your adoptive mother seems to be having a great life. Don't be stuck in the
YSABELLEMy hands were trembling as I pushed Ronan and got off the bed while glaring at him with disbelief.I couldn't believe my ears.“Are you fucking messing with me, Ronan?” I exclaimed with gritted teeth.Is he hearing himself? Does he think that's a funny joke? He sighed deeply and got off the bed and put on his pants.“The phone you found in your father's bedroom… The evidence is in there, Belle. I saw it with my own eyes.” My hands curled into fists as I stared at Ronan with watery eyes. “It's not my father, Belle. It's Mr. Cortez all along.”***I am staring blankly in the mirror, trying to forget what Ronan had said to me last night. Though I was quite drunk, I still remember every word he said.My father… I tightly shut my eyes when his face flashed through my head.What happened to our family? If my mother is here… will she feel more betrayed? But they were obviously forced to be together."Belle, do you want to confront your father?"I immediately opened my eyes and f
YSABELLE I walked back and forth with Ronan in front of me. He's holding the phone and even looking closely inside to get more information.I was shaken just by remembering Paul, and now he's calling the phone, which I think he's connected to my aunt.But did that phone really belong to my aunt?“Do you think this belongs to your aunt?”I stop and gaze at Ronan as we have the same thoughts about it.“I found the phone in my father's hospital room. Who else is coming in and out of the room, except us two?”He sighed heavily, causing me to let out a breath as I sat opposite him.I looked at the door, making sure my aunt was not coming back to my room.It didn't cross my mind that she was the one who was helping Paul get away from the authorities. “Let's run a fingerprint test.”I immediately looked at Ronan. “Would that be possible? I touch the phone too.”“So do I. But since it's a burner phone, we can't locate the real owner of the phone.”“Did you find anything?” He shook his head,
YSABELLE I walked back and forth at the main door, waiting for Ronan's arrival. I was anxious and regretted that I didn't force myself to go with Ronan to the police station in Paris where Connor was detained.As soon as we saw the news, I was about to head upstairs, but Ronan was already running down the stairs while putting on his jacket.The authorities called him about Connor's willingly surrender to the police. Ronan didn't want me to go with him. Seeing his raging eyes, I choose to obey him and stay in the house.The issue between him and Connor needed to be solved first before mine. And now, here I am, waiting for him because it's getting dark.“He's still not here?” I looked behind me to see Cleo. “What if he killed Connor and was now in jail instead of that lunatic–”“Stop,” I warned her with gritted teeth. And I was more annoyed that she snorted and was on the verge of cracking up.“I'm just trying to make you laugh.”I rolled my eyes. “It's not funny, Cleo.”“Sorry.”She
YSABELLEI was in total silence on our way back to Nice, on the plane, and even in the car. Rage, disappointment, and confusion lingered in me. Why was everything connected?First, my aunt, and now my deceased uncle? Who is really the person behind Paul? Why is he doing this?It's difficult to conclude that my aunt might be the starting point for all of this mess. We don't have any concrete evidence to point everything to her.Also, I heard the organization that was formed by my uncle died years ago after his death.“Are you okay?”Ronan diverted my attention.“Ronan, do you find my family suspicious?” I suddenly asked since I needed his opinion, too.“Yeah.”“After you heard Connor?”“No.” I confusedly look at him. “Belle, please don't be mad. To tell you the truth, I did an investigation about your biological family.”“Why?”“I just did that because of your uncle’s past activities before he died.” He held my hand softly. “To help hide their flaws because it will affect mine too.”H
YSABELLEBefore I could run to the twin’s position, Ronan suddenly appeared, sprinting to the kids while holding a gun.A sigh of relief escaped from me before my sight went blurry.I felt the commotion around me while I tried not to lose my focus in standing up to get to the kids.But I felt lifted in the air. Based on the scent, it's Ronan. He carried me in his arms as he ran. I could feel his heavy breathing and the loud beating of his heart in his chest the same as mine.Worries and fear lingered inside of me.“T-The twins?” I asked with trembling hands.“They’re fine and are now inside the house.”“I wanna see them–”“You need to be treated first.”I closed my eyes and leaned my head on his chest, feeling the loud heartbeat as I held in the pain in my back.I know I was shot and I'm losing my consciousness.“It hurts,” I whimpered under my heavy breathing.“The doctor is coming, love. Please, don’t close your eyes...”Even though he pleaded, and I could feel the worries in his to
YSABELLEA morning came and I woke up without Ronan around me. He might be preparing my breakfast since I still could not stand alone.My arm was the one that was hurt, but my legs seemed weak to move. I only sighed as I stared at the bedside table where my handbag was.I remember the phone that I found in my father's bedroom and the hospital.Was it really my aunt who wanted me dead?I'm worried about Cleo and Jessica if they find out we are suspecting their mother.Speaking of, I haven't talked with Cleo after the shootout in the mansion. I saw her when I woke up but I never got a chance to have a conversation with her.The same goes for her mother.I hope Paul and his accomplices will be caught to make all of this over. I get even more frightened every time Paul attacks when I'm with the kids. I'm afraid they might get involved in the trouble of the elders.Just then, the door suddenly opened and my face brightened to see the twins running to my bed, carrying something in their han
YSABELLEI woke up when a hand accidentally hit my face. I groaned in pain and got up only to see Amara sleeping soundly beside me. A chuckle escaped from me while caressing my cheek.It's not that painful, though.I covered Amara with a blanket and got off the bed. I glanced at the clock marked four am. It was early, but I couldn't go back to sleep, so I decided to waste some of the hours jogging around the mansion to replenish my mind.I was about to enter my room but the door of Jacob’s room suddenly opened. Jacob came out of the room, dragging his luggage behind him. I approached him with a confused look in my eyes. “Jacob, where are you going?”“I have an early flight to Australia.”My brows furrowed. “Why? I mean, Ronan would–”“Classes are starting next week. I already bid my goodbye to Dad, Ashley, and Amara last night.”He looked down, avoiding my eyes as if he were guilty of something.“That's… earlier than I thought.”I scratched the back of my neck as silence between us
YSABELLEI open the door of the police car because I don't plan to ride Ronan's car. But Ronan closed the door and turned me around to face him."Belle, it's not what you think. Nothing happened between us–” I pushed him in irritation, but he only grabbed my hand and pinned me to the car. "Please believe me." He pleaded.I refused to meet his eyes as I struggled to pull my hand away from his grip and push him out of my way. But he's a man, and I'm only a woman who couldn't even move this guy away from me."Get out of my face." I snarled.His Adam's apple moves before firmly saying, "No."I'm tired. I don't want to argue with him. Also, there are people around us.I avoided his eyes but only to see Jacob's inside the police mobile, silently waiting."Talk to him."Through my peripheral vision, I saw him looking in the direction I was staring. He slowly let go of my wrist while sighing deeply. With furrowed brows, I glared at him and saw him only solemnly staring at Jacob."Don't just s
YSABELLE"Jacob? Are you alright-"Before I could even continue my words, Candice suddenly pushed me, causing me to fall on the floor. She immediately sat on my stomach, wrapping her fingers tightly around my neck."Don't let your guard down, bitch,"I tightly shut my eyes as I struggled under her, trying to push her and take her hands off of me. Damn it! I'm losing my breath and it feels like my veins are about to explode any moment now.With gritted teeth, I also did the same to her neck, burying my nails in her skin and I'm doing my best to escape from this nightmare–"Enough!"Suddenly, the weight in my stomach disappeared, as well as the violent hands of Candice from my neck. I coughed so hard, trying to catch my breath while caressing my neck from the pain she had caused.Shit! I almost became a memory! Sweat trickled down my temple as I hazily looked in front of me, trying to focus my sight on the person who took Candice off of me.But my eyes widened to see an unexpected man
YSABELLEI anxiously swallowed the lump stuck in my throat as I stared at Candice intently, waiting for her response. She inhaled sharply as her eyes didn't leave mine. Suspicion lingered in her eyes and I can't help but curl my toes in nervousness.If she's dumb enough to believe my words–"Okay."My left brow rose abruptly.Uhmm... I didn't expect that, but that's what I want to happen.With a sigh, she reached for my chain around my ankle as she took out the keys from her pocket. The corner of my lips lifted when she finally inserted the key in a lock."If you had just done that before, we wouldn't have led to this kidnapped thingy." She mumbled under her breath. Once she released my ankle, her face lifted on mine. "So-"I strike her face with my knee, causing her to fall on the ground with loud screams in pain."FUCKI"I whimpered in pain as I caressed the knee I used because of the strong impact it created on her face. I bet I broke her nose."Yeah, fuck you bitch." I said under
YSABELLE"Congratulations! You have been fooled for the second time!"My chest twisted in pain as my eyes wavered while staring at the picture on Candice's phone. I hate seeing him on the bed with another woman. It felt like the past resurfaced again and again every time Ronan interacted with them.However, as I kept staring at the photo, Ronan was sleeping in an uncomfortable position, which made me frown. He never sleeps on his stomach because it makes him feel uncomfortable, and his neck the next morning would definitely give him pain.Something is not right.My eyes caught Candice behind the phone, grinning from ear to ear while staring at me as if waiting for something interesting to happen.Did she take the picture? For what? To brag about it to me? If she likes Ronan that much, why does she let that woman sleep with Ronan?I trust Ronan... after all those years we've been together... I know he won't waste it just like before. But I have the right to get mad and feel betrayed.A
RONANI kicked the door in rage as I stormed out of the club where I last saw that woman. I did everything I could to find her information and make sure I could get hold of her. But the owner of the club didn't know the woman. She's not a regular here.I had already sent the little information I'd got to Kevin to do the rest of locating this woman. I should not have left that morning. I only want confirmation if something happened between us or not.As far as I remember, I didn't get drunk that much to the point that I collapsed and blacked out. Did she put anything in my drinks? No, she didn't offer me anything.Damn! My head is aching up now.I slammed the door of my Ferrari, and the first thing I saw when I entered the car was Belle's picture on my dashboard, together with my children.She was so gorgeous with those smiles.My chest twisted in pain as the face of the woman came across my mind."Jesus, what have I done?" I tightly shut my eyes in fury as my fingers tightened around
YSABELLEA door was wide open behind me. With a small light coming from outside the door, a silhouette of a woman at the doorway sent shivers down my spine. Though, I can't clearly see her face due to the darkness inside the room.Who is she?-- Wait... Where's Jacob?“Who's there?” I asked as I was about to try to stand on the ground, getting my balance, but a chuckle echoed inside the room, which made me freeze.That familiar laugh…My pulse anxiously thrummed as I squinted my eyes to focus on the face of this lady wearing a dress with short, wavy hair.A sly grin formed on her lips, which made my legs tremble in fear."Ca-Candice?"It couldn't be right… I abruptly closed my eyes when the lights suddenly switched on."Yes, dear."My soul almost left my body upon hearing her voice. Is it really her? I slowly raised my gaze and met her grinning face. "When have you been out?" She wore blonde artificial hair and put on heavy makeup. Maybe to make sure no one recognizes her."You don'
YSABELLEJacob doesn't have any choice but to follow me inside the building. I know he's scared to face Ronan, but I don't want him to bury a rage deep down in his heart about Ronan.We headed straight to the CEO's office but found his office empty. He's not around, and neither is his secretary.I called the receptionist through Ronan's telephone, and a woman answered immediately."Hi. This is Belle Volkov. Where's Ronan?""Good day, Ms. Volkov. As far as I know, Mr. Volkov is not around."My brows furrowed in confusion. "What do you mean he's not around?""Mr. Volkov didn't come to work."My ears perked at her words as my jaw clenched.If the people here tell me he's absent from work, it means Ronan has no other outdoor meeting or anything related to the company.Where is he? He's not at home, and if he goes somewhere not related to work, he always tells me so I won't get worried. But why he didn't tell me anything today? Because he's angry?"Where's his secretary?""He's on sick lea
YSABELLE “Why didn't you talk to him?”“He refused to let me visit Mom, so there's no need to ask his permission to go back to Australia.”I can sense his irritation just by mentioning Ronan. I can't blame him. Ronan just does whatever he wants, not even realizing what Jacob might have felt.He's just a child wanting to see his parents and know how they are doing. But Ronan didn't understand his feelings, which added to Jacob's frustration.“He still needs to know. Wait here, I will call him.”I walked to the door, but he stopped me by holding my hand.“He's busy and still angry at me. Also…” He looked away and turned his back on me as he let go of my hand. “I don't want to see or talk to him.”“Jacob, he's only doing this for your own good. You already know the past of your mother and your biological father, right?”“I just want to talk to them. Is that a crime?”I was taken aback at his words.“N-No, it's not.”He stared at me with mixed emotions. His eyes filled with anger, pain,