Bella He rolled his eyes as he grabbed a handkerchief from the bedside drawers to wipe his face. I know I should have apologized but I didn't have much of a shock absorber built in my system. “Is this going to be a regular thing?” He said spitefully and I could tell that he was upset. “I'm truly sorry. I didn't mean to— Wait, you knew?!” “You really do think I'm an idiot, don't you?” I placed my hands over my belly and looked at him, catching his intense stare. “How— how long have you known?” I managed. The way he looked at me made me a little uncomfortable and I stood up from beside him. “Since day one,” he answered gently. I wondered why he was so casual about it. “Is that why he hasn't tried to touch me?” I came up with assumptions in my head, justifying his actions. “I hope you haven't been nursing thoughts of running away with my baby. I can't bear the thought of having my baby sleeping in the street. You're carrying a Rivera.” “Tsk! Drama queen.” He added. He
Bella “Why did you tell him?” I asked again, gently this time. She didn't say anything, but I knew she was still on the call because I could hear her breathe. Her breaths were slow and lacked coordination which was how she reacted when she was tense and had something heavy on her mind. “Well, out with it!” I shouted, losing the little patience I had. “He made me do it,” she finally spoke very quickly. I could tell that she shut her eyes when she did. “He made you do what?” I said, almost in a whisper. The way the conversation progressed scared me. My life had been full of more downs than ups and if for anything, I knew this was going to be a ‘down’. I clenched my fist, ready for whatever was coming. “He threatened me if I didn't do it….” “Do what? You're not telling me anything, Bern. Help me out! Did he threaten to kill you? Did he molest you? What?!” “He had been following you around for a long time. According to what he told me, he's been following you around for about
Bella “I don't want to see him, Mary,” I tried to sound as impolite as possible, just so she would understand how serious I was. “Tell him that I don't want to see him,” I added, maintaining a stern expression that I didn't even know I had. I needed to show him that I wasn't some piece of property he had bought at the dollar store. “Bu— but, ma'am,” Mary stammered. Her smile had disappeared for the first time. “You heard me, Mary! I'm not interested in whatever he has to say tonight. I'll see him tomorrow.” “Please…He said it's urgent.” “Mary! Do you still want your job? I'm not going to see him and that's final. Let him know that— he's not my master, nor am I his slave. I am his wife and I can choose not to come.” I had run out of breath as soon as I had finished my impromptu epistle. “Okay, ma'am. I'll go let him know now.” “Good. Ensure to shut the door behind you properly.” —Not like she's ever left it unclosed. I wondered how Xander was going to react when he got the
Bella He leaned back into his seat and his brows furrowed. He had never imagined that I would react that way and it was obvious that this wasn't one of my tantrums —it was as real as could be. He fixed his expression as he watched me turn around to leave the house. Mary ran towards me with a lunch bag which I presumed carried my breakfast. “Should I go after her, Sir?” Xander's right hand man whispered but not low enough. As I opened the door, I knew he had told the man to let me be because no one came after me. I felt a wave of guilt wash over me as I sat in the car during the long drive to the company. “I shouldn't have been so rude.” I exhaled loudly and closed my eyes. Something nudged me to send him an apology text message or something but I pushed it away. “He never apologized to me when he was being mean,” I thought to myself. I recalled the events of last night and how Bruce made me laugh until I fell asleep. It felt good after a long period of toxicity. I ha
Bella My heart stopped for a moment and I didn't even turn to face him. The tone of his voice pissed me off, even more than his mean words.“Fucking? It was only a friendly date,” I tried to explain even though I didn't need to. We obviously weren't doing anything that serious. I wondered why he always blew things out of proportion.He didn't even care that the person he called, ‘Tom, Dick and Harry’ was standing right there!“I don't give a shit, Bella! It doesn't matter who you want to be with, you signed a contract and you can't be seeing other people while we're married but I'll cut you some slack. Since you're so horny, as soon as you deliver my baby, you can run off with whomever you please.”“Xander!” I screamed at the top of my lungs. “Stop it, alright?” I was starting to feel a thorn in my throat. “I've had it up to here with you. I'm not some object. I understand that all you want is the baby because you…have made it very clear.”“Good!” He said, turning around to leave.“X
BellaI stared at his outstretched arm for a solid minute, wondering if I should take it or not. I couldn't trust him. This could be another trap and I just couldn't tell what the man seated before me was thinking. I studied his eyes for a moment, trying to find truth in them. Nope. It was just the same dark expression. I decided to take it. I didn't have much of a choice. It was either we lived in peace for two years, or I lived in total pain for the same two years. I couldn't back out. A deal was a deal.I let out a slow exhale before extending my hand.“Friends,” I muttered under my breath and I saw him smile—a kind of smile that didn't reach his eyes. He stood up immediately, dropping the basket on my bed.My stomach rumbled and I grabbed it quickly as if to stop the sound from reaching his ears. A sigh of relief escaped my lips when he didn't say anything about it.“Your maternity leave from work begins today. I don't want to see you anywhere in and around the office. Is that
Bella I saw my mother in her default state: coffee in one hand, legs crossed, and her free hand stroking the cat on her lap in her rocking chair. “That is so not the face of someone who's mourning her dead husband, is it?” I thought to myself ignoring the noise of my heels clicking on the tiled floor, echoing across the quiet house. I didn't take off my sunglasses because my eyes were still quite swollen and it was the last thing I wanted them to see. “Hey baby!” She said excitedly upon seeing me walk in, smiling so brightly. I wished I could pretend to have not heard those words because I almost puked at the sound of it. “I am not your baby!” I uttered harshly, still standing at the door. “Where's the funeral?” I asked, looking around the house with my brows knitted. “Where's Beth?” I knew that this woman was definitely up to something. They have always been schemers from the start and that day was certainly no exception. “Calm down, my darling,” she carefully placed t
BellaMy legs moved forward a little and my body tilted in their direction. I wanted to do something— run to her and help her off the ground. My heart ached as I saw her wince in pain, holding onto her sprained ankle.She looked at me and I saw bitterness thriving in her gaze. I entered the car and the driver zoomed off. Through the mirror, I saw Hardin walk away and leave her there, wriggling in pain.My car was fast becoming a place to clear my head as I recounted everything with my eyes closed. “Will Beth be okay?” I hated her but not as much as to want her dead or disabled. A part of me was thankful that she took Hardin away from me. Who knows? It could have been me on the bare ground.“Bruce,” I let out a sharp breath as I remembered that I hadn't spoken to him since the incident.I wanted to turn around to go pay him a visit but immediately decided against it when I thought about what Xander could do to him if he found out.“Hey cutie,” I typed, trying to sound sweet. “How are