Christabel's POVAfter she told me her daughter was dead, the old woman and I had some talking to do. She was the only surviving member of her family so far. Her husband, Charles, died years ago from a heart attack after learning of their daughter's death.It wasn't hard to notice how much they cared for their daughter. I could tell by the way Clara's eyes would soften at the mention of her.Clara's family was wealthy, and so was her husband but they didn't have any heirs.Before they could have Belle, they spent years trying, so when they had her, they pampered her like crazy.It was just so sad she died. I didn't bother to ask how she died, and Clara didn't tell me. I didn't want to open closed wounds. Clara held up the doll in her hands. "I made this for her when she was five, but she never got to play with it."Intrigued, I asked, "Why?" "That spoiled brat didn't want something that hurt me." Clara laughed, "I sewed it with my own hands and got my fingers prickled, so she didn't
~Beep.~Beep.In a different ward, a pale-faced Christabel, with her eyes tightly closed lay on the bed with a serene expression on her face. A drip was connected to her, and a heart rate machine was hooked up.The ward was empty, devoid of life, but just outside the room were family members who gathered a doctor, with worry etched on their faces.They continued probing the poor man, and if it weren't for his experience, the doctor would have broken down.Christabel's POVMy eyes were heavy.My head was fuzzy.I tried moving my arm, but I couldn't.~Beep.~Beep.It was that annoying sound again. Could someone help me shut it off?Why was I here?What's going on?"An…dre," I croaked, my voice scratchy, it hurt.My head was beginning to throb, and behind my eyes, tears gathered but I couldn't peel them open."An… Andre~"I called my husband's name, expecting him to show like he always does, but I was met with nothing. Where was he? Why isn't he coming to hold me like always? Lifting
Adam's POVWalking out of Christabel's ward, I strolled to the waiting room, hands in pockets.The smell of disinfectant and bleach attacked my nose like a b*tch in heat.Nurses pushed carts, and doctors passed as I sat, feeling an unimaginable urge to smoke, every time I saw their hurrying backs.The right side of the hall was my son's ward, the trim next to it was my brother's, while opposite was Christabel's.Reviewing a call this afternoon from a panicken strike John, telling me my brother was stabbed and rushed to the hospital made my insides almost in a knot.Thankfully, Fred was beside me at that time.I looked like a mess, no doubt about it, but I couldn't do sh*t to care. Telling Christabel about Andre was a mistake on my part. I wanted to keep it from her, but my wife wouldn't let it happen. The company was still a mess. I had managed to get one or two things done before coming back to the hospital, but I don't think it would hold.Files were stolen from the companies befor
Christabel's POVWatching Katherine and Melody fret in front of me while trying to attend to my needs was both touching and hilarious. I had woken up a few hours ago, and by now it was close to dinner time, and I was starving.Passing out earlier was embarrassing, and as much as I didn't want to talk about it, I was thankful no one was speaking about it. "What would you like to eat Belle?" Katherine asked, picking up the landline beside the couch.Like I said earlier, this private hospital was like a hotel, so it came with the perks of the patients or their families being able to order anything they wanted.And their food was to die for! It was like they hired one of the best chefs in the country to come work as a nutritionist here."Anything," I replied from where I sat.Katherine answered, "Okay," before saying whatever she wanted to the phone. Melody was trying to distract me with the tab she was holding. She was showing me a funny skit on the net, so I could take my mind off
Christabel's POVStanding in front of my husband's ward, I was dressed in a new cloth. Adam and Katherine had proposed I saw Andre without him knowing I was admitted.I agreed, because I don't want Andre worrying about it too."Are you ready?" Melody urged with a smirk beside me. "Why are you hesitating? You wanted to see your husband, didn't you?"An urge came up, and I felt like wiping that nasty smirk off her face. Seeing Andre had been my wish since I heard of what happened,but I was getting cold feet.What if it's worse than they let on? And Andre was deeply injured?Adam and Katherine were behind me, waiting patiently while I panicked. I still felt guilty for what I said to Katherine earlier in the ward about her not understanding.But still, I felt I was right. She wouldn't understand me because it wasn't her husband who hurt and denied access to seeing him.Clenching the door knob, I bit my lips in anticipation as the door slowly creaked as I pushed it, my heart racing."Her
Andre's POVMy eyes were heavy, and everything was groggy.These were the first thoughts that came into my very blank head at the moment.*Beep…'Ugh, where am I?'An obnoxious sound continuously rang in my ears, bringing my heart racing.'What happened?'Trying to move my eyes felt like heavy work, and my head was drowsy.*Beep…The noise came, attacking my aching head. Snippets of memories evaded my mind, and it had me groaning.'Was I dead?'I couldn't be dead! No!Not when Christabel was still here. How could I leave her, breaking my promise?Struggling, a faint but very bright light penetrated the little gap between my eyes.I squinted, trying to avoid these blindingly strong lights.Slowly my head turned to the side, shaking my hands in the process. I jerked, sending the infusion needle into my vein deeper, and I let out a grimace in pain.*Beep… beep…The heart monitor machine whined as it followed the rhythm of my heart, warning me as I continued to move.Finally, I got a gl
Christabel's POVSitting in the ward, while trying to slice the apple in my hand, the sounds of Adam and Andre's discussion wafted through my ears.After we had spent some time together, I figured it was time to let them in. Katherine and Melody sat quietly, listening to the two brothers talking. I cut into their conversation, "How is Mark by the way?" The apple slices were ready, and I shoved it to Andre, sitting beside him.Adam replied, stretching his hand to snatch a slice of apple from Andre's bowl. "He's doing okay." A scowl formed the way to Andre's lips, "Get yours." He said, dragging the bowl to his chest. Andre stuck out his tongue, "Christabel didn't say it was yours either."Andre jabbed, looking at his brother in disgust. "She didn't need to say it." From the corner of my eyes, I saw Katherine and Melody giggling at their antics.Sometimes, I feel like these two were a pair of cat and dog. They often bullied each other, like children, disregarding their ages.Their e
Christabel's POV"Do I look like I am joking to any of you?" Andre's chill voice was carried through the silent ward, as we waited for his response.But this response was not what we wanted. I could tell from the looks on Adam's and Katherine's faces that they had the same look as mine."Andre, don't you see what's being said on the television? How can you say you plan to do nothing?" I pulled Andre's gown, shaking him a little.I tried my best not to pull hard, due to his stab wound. It was late at night, and we were yet to sleep like in the hospital.In between our talk, the occasional screams of a patient or doctor shouting for a file or tool, along with the stretcher being rolled to the theater could be heard.This was why I hated the hospital. You would think it was a place to get well, but you would be surprised at the number of deaths being recorded here daily.Andre pulled my small palms off his gown gently, his straight face to his brother, "None of you have dealt with Bobby
Christabel's POVStaring at my reflection in the mirror, I grinned hard, my heart beating as I swallowed.I turned my head to the side, taking a close glance at my makeup but there was no flaw I could point out.Suddenly, a loud voice came followed by Melody's bouncy self. "Christabel, are you ready?"I couldn't get to answer because she let out a scream, her eyes flashing with excitement as she took in my form. "Oh my gosh Christabel, you are so beautiful!" She gushed, taking a deep look at me. I beamed at her, standing with a pose so she could see me perfectly."Andre would trip when he sees you."I blushed at her words, shyly lowering my head to look at the floor. For someone so young, Melody was too chirpy for her good. Nonetheless, I bit my lip, looking at her with doubt on my face, "do you think so?""Of course!" She assured causing some of the doubts to roll but still, I was nervous. Today was a huge day for me and Andre, as it was our official wedding.You might be wonder
Andre's POV"Adam!" I yelled as I ran into his mansion, anger clouding my features. "Adam you better get out here 'cause it's urgent!"My voice raked through the air, straining my throat. My heart pounded like a drum, anxiety climbing like a spider over my heart. A few hours ago, I was in the office, reviewing some documents when I received a distress call from Christabel.Before I could panic, I received a message next from Bobby telling me to meet him at a warehouse I wanted to save Christabel from being raped by Joan.This fucking bastard!Did he know I almost died because of him? But here he was lusting after my wife!I rushed to study, grabbing him by the neck before he could react. I roared into his face, "If you don't follow me now, I don't care what's going to happen to your son!""What the fuck is wrong with you Andre?" Adam snarled, smacking my hands off his clothes."What's wrong?" I scoffed, running a hand through my hair. "What's wrong is that stupid son of yours going t
Bobby's POV"Shit!"I cussed as I walked through the streets, lowering my head while adjusting the hat on my head. The sound of sirens blaring filled my ears, causing me to groan. I balled my fists, as I threaded through the dark street, the flickering light from a street lamp, obscuring my vision.It was late at night, but everything seemed like day to me. I pushed a wooden board out of the way, looking behind to see if there was anyone following before I went in. The room went dark as I closed the only source of light from getting in before walking in deeper. "Bobby is that you?" A deep voice sounded in the dark and I rolled my eyes in annoyance. Ignoring the question, I strolled deeper into the room only for me to stop, as he stood in front of me. "What do you want?" I growled, feeling a vein tick at the side of my neck. Through the dark, I saw him flinch, shaking his head as he backed away, probably recognizing my voice."S–sorry," he stammered, taking steps back.He should
Christabel's POV"Are you ready?" Andre's voice wafted into my ears as we stood in front of the huge doors leading to the courtroom. Licking my lips, I hummed in reply while putting on a serious face. Andre sensed my emotions, so he wrapped his huge palms around mine. Today was the day we claimed everything that was ours back. After Andre's words in the hospital three weeks ago, things had taken a drastic change. Adam and Katherine had refused to believe their son had a hand in any of the things happening, so they stormed off looking for him. However, they were crushed by the truth. It was right in front of us the whole time and we failed to notice it.To prevent Bobby from harming his stupid nephew, Andre had planned on sacrificing himself.At first, Andre didn't believe it, but when he called and didn't get a reply from Joan he knew it was true. Having been discovered, John, Jimmy, and Joan all ran away without a trace, the action casting pain on the couple. "Let's go, Christa
Christabel's POVSitting in the ward, the constant sound of the heart monitor's harsh beeping penetrated my ears, making me squeeze the pale fingers in my hands tighter. My eyes strayed onto Andre's sleeping figure on the bed, my heart aching at the sight of him. His face was as pale as a sheet, his hair long and messily curled on the pillow.On his face was a mask which allowed him to breathe. A fog covered the mask as he breathed through an oxygen mask, his chest a slow rise and falling.My eyes rested on his wrist, which was bandaged, a patch of blood appearing on the white material.What were you thinking Andre?"I felt my eyes sting, and I blinked to stop the water from falling. Thinking of what happened that day was like a nightmare I wish to wake up from.Coming to the apartment and finding Andre with his left wrist slashed, and a kitchen knife beside him was indescribable.I remembered through my haze how I frantically ran into the apartment, not knowing what to do and it
Christabel's POVI looked out the window, the morning sun hitting my eyes.It's been a month since I last saw Andre or spoke to anyone in particular.After that day, I didn't return to the apartment or bother going to Adam's. I went to my grandma's old house.Before she died, she left the property in my name, and I was glad the house was still standing despite how wrecked it looked.Andre had somehow gotten wind of where I stayed but that was two days after.In my haste to get away from him, I cut off every trace that could lead him to where I was, but a McDonald was always a McDonald. Criminal or not, Andre braved through the streets, looking for me, and that touched me only a little.I squinted my eyes, hoping I could catch a glimpse of his figure on the porch, but he wasn't there.Andre had been coming for weeks without stopping, trying to talk to me, but nothing he said made sense to me. I was sure he was trying to make excuses. I wrapped my hands around myself, letting the curt
Christabel's POVAnother crash.Another yell, followed by a female's screech, which made my heart thump a thousand times per second. Calm down, Christabel.I exhaled through my lips, gripping the table as hard as I could, my knuckles going white."How dare you?!" The male's voice boomed through the wooden doors, echoing in the empty restaurant. I couldn't make do with what the woman said, but it riled the man up. "I gave you my trust, everything you needed, and this is how you repay me?"The man's shout caused me to jerk this time.My brows creased, and I couldn't help but narrow my eyes as I listened to the voice. "Listen, that shit you pulled in front of the media? You are going to take it down!" Was that Andre's voice?I squinted my eyes, my heart racing as I listened deeply."I can make you if you don't do as I say." The man growled, his voice a deep rumble through the restaurant.Oh gosh! It is Andre's voice. My eyes widened, and I stood to my feet. I have to stop him!Thi
Christabel's POVHolding onto my bag while I crossed the road, I couldn't help the tension that suddenly built in my heart.Pausing in my steps, I lowered my head, looking at my toes through the flat sandals I wore. My heart was racing, and I felt my breath stuck against my throat as I thought of what today was. Today was D-day, meaning it had been two days since I met Jacqueline at the parking lot, and I still didn't dare to tell anyone. Clutching my bag, guilt washed over me.Andre had told everyone about meeting Bobby at the court, as well as the possible hand he had in the case while I kept quiet about mine.What was I to do anyway? I couldn't walk up to Andre and tell him I had made a deal— well, sort of, with Jacqueline.That would shatter him."Hey, get off the road!" An angry yell came from behind me, causing me to snap out of my daze. Hurriedly, I apologized to the red-faced man who had bags of groceries in his hands, before making way for him as he cursed while moving.Si
Christabel's POVThe drive home was uneventful. I was stuck in my head, even forgetting about lunch. I drove to the garage, sighing as I turned off the engine. I closed my eyes, running my hand tiredly in my face. Meeting Jacqueline had drained the energy out of me.Since the news of what Jacqueline said on television had caught the attention of the media, we had decided it was best to move. It wasn't Adam's mansion but one of Andre's.He had bought a small apartment in one of his friend's estate— although I have no idea who that friend was. I unlocked the door, closing it with a bang as I stepped into the apartment.The apartment was huge, facing a wonderful landscape.Andre had planned to surprise me with this apartment for our honeymoon, but that was also destroyed by Bobby's incessant butting in. Pushing the door open, the door closed with a gentle click.I walked into the apartment and saw the light in the living room on. Was Andre back? I dropped the keys into the key tray a