The burial ceremony was over and they returned to Zach and Farah's place. Didn't look all that shabby. "Thank you" Isaac said, as she dropped a glass of wine for him, She smiled and looked at Gemma. "Here you go" She dropped hers, Gemma stared at the wine for a while, she obviously knew she wasn't supposed to take it. She ignored Isaac's piercing gaze at her, she bit her lips, she really needed to take a sip, she thought. As her hands reached to it, it disappeared from her front. "She isn't drinking" Isaac says, Gemma looked up at Farah, her smile disappeared, she looked at Isaac and he looked so serious. "Why?" Zach asked "Yeah, it's a sad night, I thought we would be drinking to a successful send off," Farah added. Isaac's jaw clenched, and he managed a smile. Gemma remained quiet, they were his friends and family, maybe she could let him tell them. "It's not like you're pregnant, it's just wine… right babe? Only those ones don't drink" Zach says, Gemma's eyes met with Farah
"Well, congrats to the new owner of Shena, I am surprised it isn't just Shena jewelry, the whole of Shena." "I'm sorry, I do not understand," she blinked. "It's you, don't you get?" Zach clarified. Gemma looked at Isaac and he was unable to meet her gaze, she lowered her head, searching for the most suitable expression. Now she could understand why Zach wasn't nice to him. "You weren't even here and you got promoted beyond promotion," he had a sick smile on, He was different, different from Frank and Aria. He was rude and his wife wasn't any different. "Thank you, Zach," she managed a smile, "I'm sure, Isaac wasn't going to tell me, you didn't have to break the news to me, that isn't nice," she giggled, and took her glass of water. "Yeah, I am sure, he would." He said, and continued with his food, Gemma did the same, she suddenly felt his hands on her thighs, Gemma looked at him and their eyes met, once again he looked so proud to have her but it didn't last when she took h
"How're you doing?" She asked, holding her waist, staring at the glass, she could see the beautiful city lights. "I'm fine, darling are you?" Marbella asked."I'm pregnant, mom," Gemma replied. "What?" Marbella yelled, her breathing suddenly ragged, Gemma lowered her head to the ground, and then she wasn't done. "Also, dad wrote" she said, "he wrote a letter to me, and I am sure he must have reached out to you, why didn't you tell me he was out of prison?" She continued. Marbella fell silent over the phone, while Gemma waited for her reply, this wasn't the reason why she had called. "First of all, darling, I am happy for you, I can't believe you're going to be a mother very soon" her lovely voice said, Gemma wiped her eyes, as tears were rolling down her cheek. "Thanks mom, and I am sorry, I wanted to tell you, I shouldn't have just said that, I just feel so overwhelmed, and… and this, um… this wasn't the reason why I called either, I wanted to tell you about… I mean ask you f
"It's so sweet," Gemma says, Isaac stood by the door and watched her get along with Aria. He looked happy and proud whenever she looked at him, and this made her happy.Maybe his parents had a reason to disown Zach, or something isn't right in this family. Well, she had so many years to discover that, she thought. "Isn't it funny how he looks at you?" Aria says, Gemma shifts her gaze to her. She has a smile on her. "Yeah, how, though?" She asked. "I mean, his eyes, staring at you, come on… I bet you can see it," she teased, Gemma looked at Isaac, and back at her, she blushed. "He's just staring," she defended, trying not to make the situation more awkward or about her. "Isaac wasn't like this, and with all the women he has been with, he looks more happy with she says, "He must have been happy, you can't tell, I guess the word is more comfortable, he looks more comfortable with you guys" Gemma says, staring at the nice brownies at her front. She also hoped she could get a bite,
Gemma stepped out of the kitchen and headed to the garden, she looked at the phone and Anita was the caller, she sighed. For a moment she thought Juan was the one calling and didn't have enough time to check it because of Isaac. "Hello?" She answered, Anita remained silent for a while. "Hey?" She called again. "Hello, Emma?" Juan's voice echoed, Gemma froze, she gasped and covered her lips, panic engulfed her , she looked at the caller and it was definitely Anita's cellphone. "He's a bastard!" She heard Anita yelling, Gemma gasped and her hands around her lips tightened. "What are you doing Juan?" She asked, her hands gripped her chest and her breath fastened. "I have missed you so much, Emma," he said primly. "Look, Juan, I promised I would get you your money, why? What are you doing? This wasn't what we planned" "I just missed you so much, and you wouldn't pick my call" his voice softened and Gemma looked around, she could spot Isaac staring at her. She swallowed, closing he
"Alright," she managed a smile. Isaac attempted to leave but stopped, he looked back at her, "did she say what happened to her?" He asked, Gemma swallowed and stared at him, confused, she didn't prepare for this.She blinked "What do you mean?" She asked and Isaac came closer. "What made her sick?" he asked again, his gaze narrowing at her. "Isaac, she is at the hospital, I didn't get the chance to ask, okay?" She managed to say, Isaac nodded, looking at Aria's direction. "I could send someone over, and…" Gemma's expression changed, and she looked away, why would she attempt to leave now. "Yeah, let's stay the night" she said, and wondered why she had risked saying that. "I'm sorry, I wasn't thinking" he apologized, Gemma raised her gaze to him. "I will get John, why don't you say goodbye, maybe when we come back, we could let them know" he voice softened and cupped her cheek. "Okay," she said coldly. A few minutes later, Gemma stood by the door of the house while he said goo
"What?" She managed to speak, her gaze shifted to Pamela. "Who let her in?" She asked. "I did, is something wrong?" Tracy said. "Yes, Mrs Dale? Are you okay?" Pamela questioned. "Yes, I am… Can I have a word with Pamela?" Gemma sighed, looking at Tracy, maybe she was only seeing things, maybe she wasn't the one who told Juan about her pregnancy, or she couldn't even know Juan. "Could you give me a moment, a mug broke, I need to clean that up" Tracy says, grabbing the bin. "No, Pamela would have that settled, don't worry about it" she urged, Gemma's eyes met her and they both stared at Pamela. "Right?" She asked Pamela and she smiled. "Of course, you can go ahead," Pamela says, Gemma looked at Tracy with a faint smile, she hoped she couldn't read the awkwardness between them.Okay… I would leave you now, and oh Mrs Dale… you have another mail, this has an address." She says, pointing towards the desk close to the door. "Thank you, Tracy, and.." she looked around, the house w
"You know… Mrs Dale, I have never understood you, you had chances to tell your husband, or the police or someone around you, but you never did… are you trying to protect Juan? Or maybe you still have feelings for him" Pamela spat. Gemma managed a sad smile, maybe she was right, she had never even thought of going to the police. Why? What had Juan done to her, Gemma bit her lower lips and blinked away, for the first reality dawned on her, and she had no words nor did she have a reply. She could have told her mother or her friends she trusted so much, but she decided to keep everything to herself, was she protecting him or herself "That's enough" She said with a sign, Pamela watched her step backwards, she could trip and fall but she suddenly turned around and walked to the living room. "You have no right to judge me!" She yelled, Gemma stood stunned by the figure sitting on her couch, she looked around and found the door open. "Emma?" He called, Gemma swallowed, and seeing him sitt