YSABELLE
I am in the bathtub in my room, naked and feeling lost, to wash away the events that had saddened my soul. My heart and whole body were crushed by the numbness I experienced last night. I choked back my tears and ran my fingers, devastatingly, through my hair. Candice and the DNA test report. What could that mean? I didn't let my curiosity kill the cats. I only saw the upper part of the paper. I'm afraid to see whose DNA test results those papers belong to. But I should not overthink unless he will open up about it first. As I bit my lower lip and gazed at my frail figure, my heart ached. I stared at the gray bruises on my thigh, particularly on my wrists. He had just eaten me up last night. My entire body was covered in evidence. I never would have imagined letting him do this to me. I was consumed with my feelings and let him do whatever made him happy. Is love always like this? Is loving someone as painful as this? Unbidden tears welled up in my eyes. Why is it so painful to realize the truth that he couldn't reciprocate my feelings? I knelt with my face down and wept in silence. I hope something will change a bit in our marriage. After taking a shower that took me almost an hour, even though I couldn't move properly because of the pain down there, I still decided to head downstairs to prepare something for our breakfast, but Ronan had already left for work. I sigh in dismay. But don't worry, there's still dinner later to celebrate our second anniversary. I hope today won't be the same as what happened on our first anniversary last year when he didn't come home and didn't even greet me. “Where do you think are you going?” I stopped midway in the stairs as I met the raging eyes of my mother-in-law. She rarely visits the house, and I'm always nervous whenever she comes over because she never treated me as her daughter-in-law. More on like a babysitter and maid of Ronan. “Good morning Mother–” “Are you slacking off? You dared to go out and have fun by spending my son's money? You're nothing but a pest in our life!” I flinch when she shouts at my face. I'm used to it. The way she looks down on me as if I'm the biggest pest who entered in their life. Those painful and insulting words… I'm used to hearing all of that. I cleared my throat as I lowered my bag on the couch. “I'm only doing grocery, Mother–” “Don't give me that excuse! Are you really treating my son well? Why is the house so dirty?” Dirty? The maids have already finished cleaning the house. “Mother–” “What are you still doing? Start cleaning the house now! What a useless wife!” I bit my lower lip because having her here would be a nightmare for me. I don't have any choice but to obey my mother-in-law. I took the vacuum but she said it was a waste of electricity, so she gave me a mop. I sigh as I stare at the mop. “What are you still waiting for? Christmas? Move and clean the freakin house!” She pushed me hard enough for me to fall on the floor because my legs were still weak from the aftereffects of last night. “You're not only an idiot but also weak. Stop acting like you're Cinderella. This is not a fairytale woman.” She snickered and kicked the mop on my feet. I do really feel like I'm Cinderella. But I don't think my prince charming will save me. My eyes welled up in tears as I stood up, groaning in pain. Before I thought I was too pathetic right now, I started mopping the floor but her presence made me uncomfortable. “What a useless woman. You should at least give my son a child. But here you are, robbing my son.” I glanced at her and saw her reading the list of the goods I was supposed to buy. She wrinkled the paper and threw it at me. “Ronan deserves another woman who can fill the role of his wife and I believe that's not you. I don't know why my husband chose you over anyone else. Did you also seduce my husband?” I don't know why she loves insulting me and accusing me of something indecent. But I endured everything and remained silent because I respected her as my elder. “You gold digger.” She left the living room with a smirk on her face. My eyes welled up in tears but I brushed it off immediately and continued mopping the floor. She keeps saying that I should bear a child because that's my role as a woman and wife. But how can I do that alone? She keeps blaming me for this marriage and thinks it's a huge mistake that I'm his son's wife. Enough thinking, Belle. It will only cause me a heartache. I just focus on cleaning the house so that I can finish early. *** I was groaning in pain all over my body as I slouched on the couch. The house was now squeaky clean. My mother-in-law tortured me the whole day. I'm grateful that she didn't stay for dinner. She didn't even invite me for lunch earlier, and that's why my stomach has been complaining about anything since this lunch. I feel like I'm going to collapse but I always remembered that all of my sacrifices were for Ronan. Thinking about him made all the tiredness suddenly disappear. “Why is life so hard–” My heart sank when I caught a glance at an empty wall where we were supposed to hang our wedding picture. But Ronan doesn't want to see all of those pictures. ‘For what? Are we that happily married couple, Belle? Have you already forgotten how I was forced to marry you just to get what belongs to me? Do you want to display those pictures? To make me face the nightmare you caused me that day?’ It was not like that, of course. I didn't argue with him, but I couldn't help but be saddened. That is the only picture of us together. So I have it in my wallet for keeps. That's my happiest moment, marrying the person I love, but for him, it was a nightmare. I glance at the window if it's getting dark, but my eyes widen that it's already dark outside. Fudge! I immediately dash to the kitchen and cook anything I can find in the fridge to make things faster. As I was about to wash the meat, the faucet broke. I tried to fix it, but it got worse. The water overflowed from the basin and any moment now, it will come out to the dining area. While panicking and not knowing what to do, I was suddenly surprised when a voice spoke behind me. It was Ronan's rage-filled voice. “WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?” With a tight lip, my fingers fidgeted at my soaked clothes as my mind went blank, and didn't know what to say. “You should have called someone to fix that, are you that dumb?!” He shouted again. “Can you just fucking stop troubling me?! You did nothing but make my head hurt! Why can't you just be gone out of my life?” My heart pinched a million times. It's okay… I'm used to his harsh words. I'm used to hearing those from him. “WHY CAN'T YOU JUST DIE AND LEAVE ME ALONE?” But his next words made my world shattered.YSABELLE‘WHY CAN'T YOU JUST DIE AND LEAVE ME ALONE?’Those words crushed my heart and soul. It was beyond painful. It was as if a big car passed over my whole body again and again due to the extreme pain I was feeling. But I didn't say anything and tried to smile.I forced myself to stand even though my whole body was going limp from his painful words.Was that what Ronan really wished for me? I don't know anymore. I wanted to think that he was just tired from work, and then I added to his headache.He only stared at me. Rage was evident through his eyes until he looked away himself.I immediately left the kitchen until I reached the gate, walking under the full moon alone but not knowing where I was really going.I wanted to cry from the pain inside, but no tears came out of my eyes. As if they are also scared to be noticed by anyone and think I'm too pitiful by crying alone while bracing for the pain.And this is the painful cry of all. I can not express the pain I'm feeling through
YSABELLE“What the fuck are you doing here?!” Ronan firmly shouted at me.I was slightly surprised when he shouted, but still, my smile didn't disappear from my lips.Good thing there aren't too many people around. If there are, it's pretty far from where we are.“I came here just to bring you the invitation,” I answered calmly and showed him the invitation card I was carrying all along. “I thought… I thought you can't come in without it.”His jaw clenched in rage. “Really? Is that really your reason? Don't make me a fool, Belle!” I saw how his veins almost erupted from his neck as his gaze darkened at me. “I'm not an idiot like you to believe your lame reasons! You came here to embarrass me!!”My fingers tightly grasp the card as I'm trying to hold back the tears. I was nothing but a burden and a pest in his life.I tried to reach his hand but he moved it away. “N-No, Ronan, it isn't like that–”He suddenly grabbed my arm and took me to the corner where no one could see us or hear us.
YSABELLEMy whole body trembles as I stare at the woman who smirks as if enjoying someone seeing her naked. Or she's enjoying it because I'm the one who's seen them both.My swollen eyes welled up with tears… again.“Can't you knock?!”I flinched and awoke at Ronan’s shout, loud and firm.He was now wearing his trousers while the woman remained on the bed, having a good life. Isn't she ashamed of what she did? I was baffled by how brave she was for sleeping with a married man.“W-Why is she h-here?” My voice cracks as I try to get all the courage I have in my throat. “I'm sorry for not introducing myself first thing in the morning.” She smirks. “I'm Candice… Ronan's ex.” She said confidently.Ex? His ex? “She's going to live here… with my son.” He casually said as if he didn't care how I reacted to his actions and words.Tears streamed down painfully in my eyes as I replayed his words in my head.“Y-Your son?” I said almost a whisper.What son? Is she pregnant– I suddenly heard a cr
YSABELLE The sun was almost completely hidden by those towering skyscrapers when I arrived in New York. I let out a deep breath as I descended the stairs from my biological father's private airplane. I left the US five years ago, but I'm returning today because my father urged me to. I need to close a deal with a Russian in a US state. In order to avoid running into the people I vowed never to see again, I have to close the deal in one swift. Five years. Even though five years had passed, the pain was still lingering inside of me when I felt the breeze of New York. Enough, Ysabelle! Give up dwelling on the past! I chastised myself. This is what I hate the most about coming back here but I don't have any choice because of my father. I need to get over this as early as I can. On the day when I was divorced, my real parents showed up. After receiving a billion dollars from my biological parents, my adopted mother must be living a happy life now and left unnoticed. I'm now Ysabell
YSABELLE Those ocean-blue eyes darted into mine, making my heart pinch in pain. His painful words back then, five years ago, echoed in my head. ‘I DON’T FUCKING LOVE YOU!’ That was the most memorable and yet, painful one I've heard from him. Despite all the words he throws at me, slapping me on the reality that he doesn't love me was the hell part. Candice and his son were only the bonus pain he created that turned into a scar in my heart. My chest twisted in pain again as the back of my eyes started to warm. No! I shouldn't give him a hint that I'm weak, that I'm losing my composure every time I see him, that I'm still in pain despite those years passing swiftly. I turned to Mr. Ivanov to divert my attention. I saw how he suddenly felt uncomfortable with a fake smile. Does he not know that he's my ex-husband? “Uhmm, Ms. Cortez, I'm sorry to say but I'm actually having a meeting with Mr. Volkov.” Anger surges in me. “Then why did you agree tonight, Mr. Ivanov?” I don't w
YSABELLE As soon as I heard the door locked, I suddenly felt nervous because Ronan was the first thing I saw when I turned around. My throat became dry, my inside trembled in fury, and my legs were giving in. I immediately grabbed the railings of the stairs as I stepped back away from Ronan. His scent was invading my nostrils and I don't like this old feeling escalating inside my chest. “What the hell are you doing?!” I firmly scowled. “Reminding you to not go in my way.” He said with full composure. He didn't even flinch when I raised my voice. He didn't even feel remorseful after what he had done to me. He didn't even sound sorry after seeing me again. He looks calm and, as usual, full of himself. I scoffed as his words sank in my head. “You can't control me anymore, Ronan!” I pushed him with all my strength but he only took hold of my wrist. The moment I felt his warmth, slowly merging with mine, my heart began to thump violently. This is not good. “Hearing my name
YSABELLE Two days… Two days have passed since Ronan messed with my mind and heart again. And it's been two nights that I couldn't sleep and eat properly because of that jerk. He's really a trouble in my life and I wasted a lot of tears and energy because of his jokes. Chance? Was he asking for another chance? What about Candice and his son? Is he nuts or just playing tricks with me again? For what? For his own entertainment! “Damn you, Ronan!” I yelled at my reflection in the mirror with a wet face. I hate to say it but he's all I think for the past two days and night. He caused me another trouble at the very last minute. A knock on the door woke me up from torturing Ronan’s face in my head. I hope I can also do it in real life. “Ms. Cortez, the rescheduled meeting with Mr. Ivanov is 1 pm–” “Tell him I'm only free this morning.” I need to finish my task here swiftly. I need to get the deal before I encounter Ronan again. I didn't know New York was this small for both of us
RONAN “Get it done.” I ended the call, and rage was still lingering inside of my chest. If I didn't purposely drop my phone in her bag, I wouldn't know where she is and what she is up to. My hand curled into a fist as I remembered how Mr. Ivanov looked at her with those suspicious eyes. But this woman didn't have any sense that danger was right in front of her. Is she that eager to get Mr. Ivanov’s partnership? I looked carefully at the bruises on Belle's wrists. It's still red and has wounds from the nails of that bastard. My jaw clenched as rage resurfaces again. That fucking asshole touched my Belle. He has the guts after knowing she's my ex-wife. Messing with what belongs to me… will definitely meet hell. I just ruined his face and fed him all the drugs he was hiding in his drawer causing him to overdose and pass out. I really want to curse George Cortez for throwing his own daughter in this trap. I know that he knew what Mr. Ivanov’s real personality was. I'm not real