ISABEL.After deciding to rest, my sleep was abruptly interrupted by a call. The promptness of Mom's call which she redialed after the initial call went unanswered signified the urgency of her message."Hello, Mom," I answered, my voice slightly muddled from the sudden awakening, "I was just trying to catch some sleep.""I apologize for the interruption, dear. I had no idea you were resting," My mother replied, with concern. "Please don't let me keep you up any longer. We can talk when you've had a chance to rest. Take care of yourself."No Mom, speak I'm listening.""If you're certain, I won't hesitate to share what's on my mind," My mother responded, "I'd like to have your address, in case I'm able to visit San Francisco in the next month. It would be wonderful to spend some time with you. If that'll be possible.""I'm staying at a hotel right now," I explained, " My residence is at Dawn Hotel, located on Lane 3 of Groove Street. I expect that my stay here will be temporary, possib
MAVISEmbarking on my first night flight was exhilarating. I eagerly anticipated the experience. I grabbed my phones and informed Matilda about it but she advised that I be patient until the next day.I convinced her of my reasons for leaving and of course, it was a lie. As Nathan drove the car through the gate, my phone buzzed with a message from Bennett. It said that Isabel doesn't have my identity card or the other items, and so going to San Francisco would be pointless.I decided to ignore the message from Bennett. I wanted to find out if what I imagined was true or not."Are you planning on coming back anytime soon, sir?" Nathan asked, slowing down the car. "If it were possible to return tonight, I will do so. I don't intend to overstay, I got an important event in two days."We drove silently to the airport. It was easier to get a flight ticket and secure a spot on the plane because I had to use the VIP plane.While waiting for the plane to take off, Estelle forwarded a porn v
MAVISHer offer was swiftly met with my swift rebuttal, "No, that won't be necessary."She pressed on, "But don't you want some company? I could come with you."I gently shook my head in refusal, offering an alternative, "I promise we'll plan a trip together soon. But really, how would you manage to accompany me to work? It's simply not practical," I said, lightly chuckling at her suggestion to diffuse the tension.My response made her ponder for a while, "Mavis... Do you still have feelings for her?"Taken aback by the unexpected question, I stammered, "For who?""I mean, for your step-sister, Isabel.""What? Why would you ask that? What a question!"Persisting, she replied, "A question deserves an answer, so please tell me. Do you still have feelings for Isabel?" She looked at me, as she pushed the door knobRetaining my composure, I responded, "I'm afraid I don't have an answer for that. There are simply no words to convey the complexity of my emotions."She seemed unconvinced, "Re
ISABEL Upon conversing with an employee of the real estate division, I learned more about the housing market. Much to my surprise, the price range of properties was significantly more affordable than I had initially anticipated."It's a stunning property with all the modern amenities. There's a swimming pool, playground, and much more. I can send you some photos so you can see for yourself, and you can come and visit the house tomorrow to get a better idea of what it's like." The agent said I er the phone. Having concluded the informative call with the real estate agent, I proceeded to Instagram with so much anticipation. I patiently waited for the photos to arrive, eager to see the home that would potentially serve as my new abode.Well, the photographs of the potential house were exquisite, showcasing well-crafted houses. I hoped these houses would look just as nice physically. I was a bit worried that it might not, but I still felt hopeful.After careful consideration, I made my
ISABEL The residence exceeded my expectations, its beauty even more striking than it had appeared in the photographs. I wasted no time in finalizing the payment for the property, sealing the deal, and making it officially mine. Upon returning to the hotel, I hired a driver to help transport my items from the hotel to my recently purchased residence. After carefully putting them in the car's boot, we drove out of the hotel premises. I was excited about moving into a new apartment and the idea that I would be living alone, made me feel like a boss of my own. On getting there and completing other important tasks, I meticulously furnished my house with a curated selection of furniture and essential kitchen items. When I slipped off my dress in other to refresh myself for a short rest, the sound of the doorbell echoed through the house. Still wearing my dress, I paused, unsure of who might be calling and what the person could possibly want. Having just arrived, it seemed unlikely
MAVIS "Isabel? Hello? Are you there?" I repeated in frustration, drawing the phone away from my ear. Much to my surprise, the call had already been disconnected, leaving me to stare at the screen with a mixture of confusion and disappointment. The unexpected end to our conversation only added to the growing unease that had been building within me. It was embarrassing to me that the receptionist was watching as my step-sister disconnected the call without letting me finish talking. "Sir, if I may ask, did Miss Isabel happen to provide you with her address before the call ended?" The receptionist inquired, with a tone of concern. He could have sensed my consternation as I stood there, grappling with the abrupt termination of the phone conversation. I shook my head in response, "Unfortunately, no." I forced a smile to show that it was something I could handle. "She's a little upset with me, but we can talk it over when we meet," Smiling at me, he responded. "Alright, so, is th
Chapter 79 ISABEL I decided to honor my neighbor's invitation for dinner later in the evening. After choosing a simple yet elegant dress, I contemplated whether it was a good idea or not. With a smile lingering on my lips, I made the decision to join him despite my uncertainty. Stepping out of my home, I walked toward your neighbor's house, the anticipation of the evening mingling with the cool evening breeze. The door was opened by Eric, who welcomed you with a warm smile. "Hi, welcome." His eyes glanced at my fingers briefly before he looked up. "Miss Isabel," What did the gesture imply? He wanted to check if I had a ring on my finger so he would know how to address me. It was simply crazy but I ignored it. "Over here," He led me, "Please sit and welcome to my home," His house was cozy, emitting a welcoming atmosphere that instantly put me at ease. "You have a beautiful place," "I'm delighted. Pardon me, I was just about to complete my cooking before you arri
ISABEL. "Please accept my apologies for the disturbance," Eric said, his phone nestled back on the table after he'd turned to face forward. He then elegantly extracted the seat. "No worries at all. Let's pick up where we left off," I responded with an assuring smile. Settling back into his seat. "Ah yes, about your culinary skills. Do you enjoy cooking as much as you're good at it?" He inquired, his curiosity piqued by my earlier assertion. I nodded, "Sure, I do cook but I didn't have the opportunity to cook at my stepfather's house. We had a cook and a cleaner, they did nearly everything at home." "That's understandable," Eric replied with a nod of acknowledgment. "Having dedicated staff to handle household tasks must have allowed you to focus on other activities. However, I take it you still enjoyed cooking even if you didn't do it regularly?" He continued with interest. The conversation stirred up memories of my family and the unexpected pregnancy, evoking a mix of emotions