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
RONAN I miss her. I miss her frowning face towards me. A smile painted on my lips when I felt energized seeing Belle's face earlier during my call time with the twins. I tried so hard not to bother her and I'm thankful that Ashton has his own phone. She will only scowl at me for calling and disturbing her. She's getting colder and colder as time goes by. Is this not a good sign? Does she really despise me? The answer to that was obvious. I leaned in my chair and saw the board members arguing in a conference room. I went back to reality. With a sigh, I scanned the documents again on the table. The fire broke out in the L.A. warehouse and the shipment was missing or maybe stolen without our knowledge. One thing for sure is that there's a mole in my company. Who could it be? It's been days since the investigation occurred and they didn't find anything. That's impossible. I ended the messed-up meeting because they were only pointing fingers at each other
YSABELLE I stretched my arm as I gazed at the clock, hanging on the wall. The time I've been waiting for has arrived. I pack my belongings, ready to go home. I don't know why I'm in a hurry to go home. But one thing is for sure, I'm tired. As I was about to come out of my office, Paul suddenly appeared at the door. “Miss, there's an abrupt meeting but Mr. Reid is not here, so he asks you to attend that one first.” I release a sigh as I scratch the back of my neck. “Just reschedule it for tomorrow.” Connor should show up at the meeting, not me. As I walked past him, he blocked my way. “But they did not agree.” He looks tense as he keeps glancing at his wristwatch. Why is my secretary bothered at this meeting? Connor's secretary should be the one having trouble here because his boss was not around. Jeez. I don't have any choice. With a sigh, I tap his shoulder. “Let's go then.” We made our way to the venue of the meeting but I frowned when Paul stopped the car in
YSABELLE My hands were trembling, clasping together on my lap as I stared at Connor's seat. His words at the back of the comfort room echoed in my head up until now. Is Connor capable of killing someone? Is it that easy for him to do? Why? Those thoughts are making me anxious. This side of him bewildered me in any way. I'm shocked, scared, and anxious about what he has been doing all this time. With a shaky breath, I chugged down the water all at once. Then, Connor came back which startled me. “Is there something wrong?” “N-Nothing. Let's eat.” We continued our meals without talking. He seems bothered about something, wearing a frown on his face all along. I finished my meal as fast as I could so I could go home. After our uncomfortable meal together, he didn't insist on taking me home. “Goodnight.” I flinched when he was about to kiss my cheek just like he always does. I suddenly felt fear when he was this close. My guts are telling me that he's dangerous.