BELLATRIX... After a while, the car stopped in front of the villa. "We're here," he says. "I know." Muttering with a little displeasure, I open the door to step out. "You go first; I'll return after parking the car, okay?" he speaks, and this time, I turn to see him. The truth is, I'm not quite confident about going there alone, and for some reason, I want him to go with me. I part my lips, yet nothing comes out when a realization adorns my idea: we are only a contract couple; a year later, our ways will be parted. Who would I ask then? The thought makes me swallow the words that were almost on my tongue, and I shake my head. "Okay." I get out of the car and watch him drive toward the parking lot before I turn to the villa. Home it was to me even two days earlier, but now... sigh. Inhaling a deep breath, I step inside with a racing heart. It feels so strange, as if I'm intervening in someone's property without permission. Am I supposed to feel this way regarding my own
VICTOR...Both their gazes are on me; I only care for one, though: my newly married wife. Her hand is cold, and I can feel her dull nervousness enveloping her as she stands up against her mother. Yet, I'm proud of her nonetheless for speaking up.My gaze shifts to her mother, who is perhaps still in shock. Her lips quiver as her eyes travel between Bella and me."H-how... W-when d-did you..." Her words tremble. "Wh-what is he talking about!?" She finally regains her voice to snap at my wife, which she must not.My eyes blaze, and my grip tightens on her hand. I just opened my mouth when—"You heard it right; we got married." Her non-hesitant tone pauses me as my eyes return to her.Her beautiful face is cold, her innocent orbs look... tired and helpless. Her chest rises and falls heavily; I'm quite sure she is anxious, but once again, the determination in her tone makes me elated.My admiration, however, is not long-lived. Her mother gasps and dramatically turns around before running
BELLATRIX...I said it... Yes, I did, and I fucking mean each word I said. It was so suffocating when they blamed me for all the wrongs in their lives, but it aches deep within my soul when they started insulting a man who did nothing but be generous and caring to me, and I couldn't take it.I had once believed in the love of a family. I used to think that no matter how much one suffers, when family is around, all pain redeems... I was wrong; my family crushed my belief a long time ago. It was my foolishness and blinded emotions that made me ignorant of their arrogance and biased nature.The look on their faces is full of disbelief, including my newly wedded husband. The only difference was that I saw worry in his gaze instead of my parents'. I squeezed his hand, signaling to him that it's fine.After a while, "Bellatrix Genevive Valdez! How dare you!" My father roared, his eyes red as he took a step forward threateningly. I was quite sure I was about to be beaten in the next few seco
BELLATRIX...Thankfully, he didn't drag it out any longer, and closing my side of the door, he entered the driver's seat. For some reason, the atmosphere in the small space is tense.I notice him from the corner of my eye; he stared at the road and drove out of the parking lot, merging onto the highway. Suddenly, he sped up and almost started racing down the road.I gasp, turning to the cold man. His jaw is clenched tightly, and his forest-green eyes are fixed on the road. "V-Victor, what's w-wrong?" I ask hesitantly, slightly fearing his sudden change in mood.He does not respond; instead, he increases the car's speed, passing all the other cars very dangerously, making my heart pound madly as my hands clench onto my dress.Why is he doing this? Is it because of what my parents said? Sigh... I shouldn't have stopped him when he wanted to visit them. I don't know why I turned greedy even after knowing their true face. Because of my selfishness, he suffered for no reason. Swallowing
VICTOR... She stares at me with her lips parted, her eyes wide, and disbelief dances in her gaze. "H-help mm-me?" Her voice shakes. I give a slow nod. "I will." And I mean it; those people deserve to be treated with the same disgust. I do appreciate her bravado in front of her parents, the way she spoke up against them, defending me and finally proposing to cut ties. I was truly surprised. Frankly, I did not realize that they had no ounce of kindness for her; they treated her worse than one treats a stepchild. When she ran out of her home, none of her parents tried to stop her. Instead, they threatened me to leave her again, as if I would be scared of them. Although my one glare forced them to leave my arm, I know they'll find different ways to hurt her. Seeing her devastated and crying in the road stirred something within me; my heart tightened coldly, which arose my anger and forced me to drive fiercely here. I needed to calm down that strange turmoil in my heart. I could sens
BELLATRIX... On my way to the penthouse, I kept thinking about Victor's words. Even after everything my parents said to him, he still wanted to help me. If not gracious, then I don't know what else to call him! Even if anyone barely considers him inhumane, I'm sorry to say that those people have most definitely lost their minds, or perhaps they are jealous of his excellence... "We've reached, ma'am." Mathew's sudden words broke my thoughts as I looked out of the window, only to gasp out loud. In front of me was a villa instead of the apartment. Confused, I turned to Mathew. "What is this place? Why did you bring me here?" I asked briskly. "Sir asked me to bring you here," he replied calmly. "Did he? But..." I once again turned my gaze to the modern villa. Before my thoughts could run wild, my phone started ringing; it was Victor, and I immediately answered his call. "What is this place?!" My voice was shaky; I won't lie, I'm scared of sudden changes after being targeted a few t
BELLATRIX.... My heart was racing as I glanced at my phone, which lay a foot or two away from me, feeling completely confused. How did Roy find this?! I know for a fact that both my kidnappings were Florence's scheming against me. At first, I only thought she wanted me away for a particular time so she could gain sympathy and become Neil's fiancée. My heart, however, shuddered when I realized in the hospital that her sole motive was to kill me at any cost. If not for Victor that day, her desperate wish might have come true by now. I once again turned my gaze to the phone and slowly took it in my shaky hand. Since I've returned to my biological parents, I have never shared my ill luck with Roy or Mama; I did not want to burden them with my miseries anymore, which I successfully failed to do. But how did he manage to get this evidence? Was he following me? Then why did he never mention it before? I was wondering about many things when my phone started ringing, breaking my th
BELLATRIX.... An hour later, we were still in the shopping mall. Stella was shopping, or more precisely, she was warming up by looking at clothes, and soon she would start her main shopping. Now only God knows when that time would come! I, on the other hand, looked at a few tags on some clothes and bought three sets of formal clothes. I don't find it sensible to use Victor's card anymore, as it feels like I've used enough. After getting a job, I'll return to him whatever I used from his card. "This would suit you!" Stella said suddenly, holding a long dark red dress. "Backless, with a slit from mid-thigh," I murmured before clapping slowly. "Wow, you're aware of my taste too well!" I said sarcastically. She scoffed, "Would you say this to your husband too?" There was a faint smirk on her lips. I shuddered, realizing her words... Husband? I definitely wanted that, but with Neil, which would never happen now. I took the dress from her hand and put it back in its place. "I've alre