Isabelle's POV I couldn't believe my eyes and stood there in awe. I am sure I called him a million times already and it's been days since he started this. This bitch, Danielle, she never backs down, does she? I'll make sure I make her feel miserable for the rest of her life. “You,” I said and pointed to Danielle. She stepped out into open space and that was when I saw her dress. I saw this same dress online and it cost a fortune. He could get her such nice clothes and make her look so beautiful that I even questioned my beauty. I found the tears behind my eyes, once again, she was taking everything from me. “get your filthy hands off my direction.” Danielle snapped. She frowned her face and walked closer to me, emitting a very dangerous aura. “I have had enough!” Where did she learn to talk back to me and be so confident about it? It was the first time I would see her come back at me, perhaps next Mr. Smith was here. What are they doing here in the first place? I looked around,
Danielle's POV Telling Isabelle not to ruin my night was too late. She already did. I went back in my memory, just how confident Susan was to walk up to me just to attempt to slap me. Nah, I didn't want anything to kill my night for me. I loved the way I stopped her and Bryan stepped up for me. He did it, he broke up with Isabelle. I heard all the conversations they had. I smiled faintly, it's a good thing. Now I know he has nothing to do with either of them and I am free to be with him whenever I want. It is official, I am his girlfriend. Now nothing is stopping me from telling him that he is the father of the kids. I still didn't know how I would tell him. I glanced at him, he was still frowning even as he drove. I put my hands on his beard and teased him. His face became calm as he smiled at the road. “What are you doing?” he asked. I laughed. “just seeing if I could count your beards.'' Of course, that's a silly thing to do. “I'm sorry about that,” he said. I took my hands a
Danielle's POV My mouth dropped, perhaps I didn't hear what he said. “I said the kids are yours. I mean Ella—” “Hush, Danielle. I know of it and I have waited so long for you to tell me why and how it happened. It's a mystery that I want to discover.” I almost lost touch with reality. It took me a lot of courage to walk up to him and tell him the kids were his and he just told me he knew all along. If he knew all along, why didn't he tell me? Why didn't he ask me about it at all and why didn't he tell me he knew? He must have read my thoughts. “The day I gave Ella blood, the nurse warned me and told me to try doing a DNA test. She insisted that Ella looked like me too much and I should just try it. At first, I didn't want to do it but then, I thought about the possibilities.” I stood there and watched him talk. I watched his lips move and speak words that felt so enchanting to me. “The possibilities were very sl
Bryan POV It's been two days and my movement hasn't passed going in and out of the hospital. Ella's health calmed at a fast rate. Her staying in the hospital now is just to make sure she uses her drug. Unlike before, she wasn't on drugs, just drip. She plays around with her sisters just the way lovely kids would do. I made it my job to stare at them as much as I could, I always felt like they were going away someday. As for Danielle, she has been avoiding me. Well, not exactly, she fails to look at me without taking her face away immediately. She couldn't spare me a glance. Every time I call on her, she finds a way to avoid it and do something else. The doctor came in and told me we had been discharged. Ella jumped on me upon hearing the news. They still didn't know that I was their father, they would get so excited and might eventually pass out from learning about that piece of information. Ella and her sisters
Isabelle's POV I sat on the long bench and listened to Mom's blabber as she stood in front of me and shouted at the top of her voice. All this humiliation, all these things that I have to go through, it's all Danielle's fault. I knew from the start that she wanted to have my boyfriend for herself, she has him, and I hope she's perfectly content. This is what I hate the most, getting shouted at when things go wrong. “...you were always busy because of him and you told me you had work you were doing, what work? Tell me, what works? Now where's the outcome? Where are all the things I believed you worked for? I said it but your Father didn't agree, you are so useless…” I had to sit and listen, snubbing her right now would be a very bad idea. When she was done, she hissed and left the sitting room. Finally, some peace. While I sat there, thinking about my life and how ruined it was, Tony walked in with his headphones and went straight there to his room. This was getting serious. H
Susan's POV The weather in the western part of New York had become colder as we approached December. I should have waited back in California. I had hoped I would be able to find a better life here in New York but now, I guess my better life has been given to another lady. For days, I have panicked and listed a lot of chill time for my thinking but I guess I have come off it now. I should face my work and find something more interesting to do. I'm an actress, after all, I'm not ready to destroy my reputation. “But you should teach her a lesson,” Mimi said. She is my make-up artist and she always follows me everywhere I go. She had always insisted that I do something to Danielle but I wasn't going to be part of some scandal. and my image would be wiped off the face of the earth. “I know the kind of person Bryan is, you don't. If you do, you wouldn't tell me to go closer to them anymore. He has who he wants, let him have it. Have you check on the Chinese producer? What is the day he
Danielle's POV “When are we going back to the company?” I asked Bryan days after Ella had been discharged. We have been in his house and Pa Bruno came around once or twice. Gabriel on the other hand seems to be very angry at me. He refused to pick any of my calls and he didn't call me either and that has gotten me worried. He knows I was here but still, he doesn't think I should be here. That's because he does know the kind of connection I have with Bryan now. Speaking of connection, I haven't been talking to Bryan the way I should. There's this kind of fear that broke out inside me the day he confessed his feelings to me. I felt so special and important for the first time in my life and looking at him now is a load of work that doesn't look possible. Everytime I tried to look at him or talk to him, I remember the way he confessed his feelings to me. I get…shy. I wonder where the old Danielle went. These days, I have been doing a lot of cooking and babysitting because I had to baby
Bryan's POV I have had enough of her running away and shading out. I couldn't take it anymore and I planned to show just how much my longing for her has grown. It was her fault that she made me long for her this much and I can't control it. She kissed me back hungry and aching for more. She didn't hide what she wanted and I was going to give her every bit of it. I lifted her ass and carried her to the table. Her hands curled around my head, wanting to touch all of me at a time. My tongue and hers had comebacks and our lips said silent words. Why has she been avoiding me? Perhaps she didn't want this but why did her heart ache so? Her hands slipped around my neck, I knew for certain, it was a morning when anything could happen. The kids who could be the only obstacles are out of the way. The moment was finally here. I do not know what she was thinking and I planned to know. If she didn't want it then I would force her to. “Relax,” I breathed and brushed my lips against hers. One m