RONAN I walk back and forth in front of the emergency room with a tight grip on my messed-up hair. I glanced back at the twins, who patiently sat on the bench. Ashley was busy munching her snacks while Ashton confusedly gazed at me. We were just having fun in an arcade when Jacob's nanny called me about Jacob's falling off the stairs. Anger and worries erupted in me. I was surprised that Candice was not here. It's the weekend, so it's her turn to spend time with our son. My driver found my phone in the car and saw Belle's tons of missed calls. She must be worried about the twins, so I called her back and let her fetch the kids here. I stopped when I saw Belle, at a distance, hurriedly run in our direction. Worries were plastered on her face while inspecting the bodies of the children. “What happened? Are you hurt?” She muttered almost out of breath “They're fine.” She let out a sigh of relief before glancing at me, particularly on my body. A smile flashed on my lips. “I'
YSABELLE The holiday has come on such a rainy and windy day. Connor and I sat on the couch in the living room while the kids played tug of war with the toys. Connor remained silent while staring at the TV. The news was about Ronan’s warehouse in L.A.. It was on fire on the day of Jacob's accident. “He deserves that,” Connor said with a poker face. My brows furrowed at how he sounded. He was somewhat satisfied seeing the downfall of Ronan's, one of the largest warehouses in the U.S.A. I can't help but think if he caused that fire or what. But I shouldn't think bad things about Connor. He's not like that. He was kind and a responsible man, unlike Ronan. I shoved those thoughts, but Ronan’s face way back in the hospital flashed in my mind. He looks helpless and worried about the condition of his child. I'm a mother, so I know how he feels if something bad happens to our child. Maybe it's the worst feeling for me. Since then, Ashley keeps asking me to see Jacob and her d
YSABELLE Candice blocks my way at the entrance of Volkov's private resort. This was owned by Ronan himself. No wonder this woman was using her connection with Ronan to do what she wanted. Her perfectly shaped dark brown brow raised as her eyes ran from my head to toe. She obviously expressed her rudeness just by questioning my existence here. It's her son's birthday, but she's wearing a provocative red dress as if she's in a strip show. “What the hell are you doing here?” I scoffed at her tone as I crossed my arms. “Happy birthday to your son, but I came to take my children.” Her smile flashed while clapping her hands. “Thank you, and this is not a kid's welfare, so please take them out now.” “It's not you who will decide to kick my children out of their father's premises.” I rolled my eyes and walked past her. She was going to grab my arm to stop me from getting inside the resort, but I dodged right in time, making her seem angry. I stopped near the pool as soon
YSABELLE My hands were shaking as I turned to see Ronan at the door. His phone rang again, which made me walk out of his room. I saw a picture on his phone screen as a wallpaper. Our wedding photo. Why? Why would he set the picture he detests so much as his phone wallpaper? Did he only set that up just to woo me? My legs trembled as I hastily walked downstairs, looking for the twins. However, a grasp on my arm stopped me at the last stair. It's Ronan wearing those worries in his eyes. I hate those eyes. I harshly let go of his grip and calmly walked to the living room. “I'm taking the kids home.” I firmly said. “Is there something wrong?” “Nothing.” “Why are you nervous?” He held my wrist this time, but I shook his hand. “I'm not, so please don't follow me.” “I just want to say sorry about what Candice did.” He blocked my way, which made me feel even more frustrated. “I don't care,” “Belle–” “Stop, stop, stop! When will you stop bothering me, Ronan?
YSABELLE Connor grasps my arm as tight as it can be, making me speechless at his out-of-the-blue actions. “Let go of me. It hurts.” I pleaded. “I already warned you not to be near him!” He growled as loud as it resonated around the living room. “Tone down your voice, Connor. The kids are upstairs–” “I don't care!” I was taken aback by his sudden behavior that I'd never seen before. Is this the real Connor Reid? Fear enveloped my chest when he suddenly pushed me harshly. I winced in pain as my back hit the hard wall. “Why can't you forget him? Why are you always with him?! Do you still love that bastard?!” Is he jealous? Does he really like me? For real? “You're not making sense, Connor.” My hand curled firmly. “Yes, you're my fiancée but I didn't acknowledge our engagement, so please, don't act as if we are close to real.” I snarled. All of a sudden, my eyes widened when he raised his hand with rage overflowing through his veins. But he stopped. What the– My h
YSABELLE The doctor left after checking Ashley's condition. Thankfully, her fever has slowly gone down and is now out of danger. What kind of mother am I? I should have noticed earlier that she's not feeling okay. My eyes were glued to her, lying on the bed while sleeping peacefully. Ronan gets the VVIP room for us and has three beds, which is better. “I'm sorry. I-I shouldn't have let–” “It's not your fault.” I automatically said. Ronan was feeling sorry about what happened to his daughter. The same goes for him. He also didn't notice what was wrong with Ashley at the party. He reached Ashley's hand and wrapped his both hands around the tiny one. With concerns fixed in his gaze, I felt my chest constrict as I looked at him. I am unable to comprehend how I feel while staring at his worried expression. I just realized that he changed after he became a father. The door suddenly opened and the person striding inside the room made me frown. “What are you doing h
YSABELLE Ronan’s arms wrapped around my thigh and I could feel his warm breath at my spine which made my internal organs go wild. My skin felt like it was burning because of his warm embrace on my back, making me breathless. I swallowed the lump in my throat as I gazed at his arms wrapped around my thigh. I'm too close… He's too close… What should I do? “Come on, lower the temperature.” I was awakened by his voice. I immediately lowered the temperature of the air conditioning. Get a grip, Belle. “Pu-Put me down n-now.” I stuttered as my heart was about to explode. “You became lighter than before.” His comment made heat gushes down my face. He also knew that I had lost too much weight. I never recollect a memory that he carried me before. So, how did he know so much about me? I feel suddenly uncomfortable whenever our body touches. Just like how he insisted on wiping the table and taking out the trash. He's doing all the chores and that leaves me with no choice
YSABELLE As I was done dressing up Ashley and Ashton, I asked the nannies to call our bodyguards when they were done packing our luggage. I abruptly stayed away from Ashley when I felt Ronan’s presence behind me. After I saw the ring in his necklace yesterday, I've been avoiding him since then. This is how it should be. Keeping my distance from him was supposed to be my main goal from the very beginning. Why does he still have the wedding ring? I thought he despised our marriage and that ring symbolized our marriage. Those thoughts were running in my head, to the point my head and chest ached. The whole day yesterday, I felt weird because of that goddman ring. I turned my attention to folding the blanket and making sure we would leave the room neatly. Through my peripheral vision, Ronan was striding towards me. I firmly shut my eyes and walked away from him again. However, he took hold of my arm. “You haven't been talking to me since yesterday. Did I do something wr