Xavier~"Bella, I reached my hotel." I don't know why I texted her about reaching my hotel room, but the urge was too strong to resist. My thoughts always seemed to drift back to her."Good night, take care," she replied almost instantly.I blinked at the screen, surprised she was awake—surprised she responded at all. Why was she still up? It was late. After spending time with Alan and sharing dinner with Bella and him, I felt an unusual sense of peace and contentment. It was as if, for a brief moment, I was part of a family. A perfect family. Meeting Alan had only deepened my desire to fit into Bella’s life once again.As I lay on the bed, my mind raced back to how pleased Alan looked earlier that day. His innocent laughter filled the house, and for a fleeting second, I allowed myself to imagine what it would have been like if I hadn’t betrayed Bella. Would we be a real family today? The thought sent a wave of longing through me, but I quickly pushed it aside. She wasn’t ready to l
Isabella~"Miss Luis, are you prepared to lose this case today?" As I entered the courtroom, Derrick's haughty voice filled my ears."Good morning, Mr. Merchant." I disregarded his taunting and greeted him with a warm smile."It's a beautiful morning, of course, but once you lose this case, it will quickly become a nightmare for you." When he saw my composed face, his arrogant smirk transformed into resentment."We will see, Mr. Merchant." I motioned for him to take a seat. His confidence irked me, but I had prepared myself. I knew my composure was unsettling for him, and I was ready for anything. "Miss Luis, you still have the opportunity to join my firm after you lose this case." He tried again to shake me, but I smiled inwardly. His words no longer had the power to affect me. "Thank you for your generosity, Mr. Merchant." I responded coolly and returned to arranging my papers, keeping my hands steady. Inside, my heart raced, not because of him but because of the weight of what wa
Xavier~"Bella, what is he doing with Alan?" I looked at Bella in confusion, my heart pounding. "Bella, why are you quiet? Answer me: What is Victor doing with Alan?" Her silence sent a shiver of fear through me, even though my mind had already pieced together the disturbing possibility."Victor." My voice wavered, barely containing the surge of emotion. "Where did you disappear after that night? Do you know I searched for you everywhere?" My eyes filled with tears, and I took a step toward him, desperate to embrace my brother after so many years of silence, but he remained frozen. He was so cold, so distant—as if I were invisible to him."Daddy, meet my new friend." Alan’s innocent voice interrupted the tension, and I stared in shock. "What? Dad?" The word struck me like a jolt, causing me to remain motionless. Alan tightly wrapped his hand around Victor's, his smile naive and pure. This can’t be happening. "What is he saying, Bella? Is Victor Alan's father?" The realization was
Isabella~"What are you doing, Bella?" He gripped my hand tightly, pulling me back to safety from the high-speed train rushing past."Why did you save me?" I whispered, my voice thick with despair. "Victor, I want to die. I have nothing left now." Overwhelmed, I buried my face in his shoulder, letting my sobs break free."I never expected this from you," he murmured, patting my back in comfort. "You've always seemed like a strong, resilient woman who would never give up. How could you be ready to die over something so... trivial?" His words were gentle, yet I felt their weight."Victor, it wasn’t a small thing," I choked, fighting to find the words for this unbearable ache in my heart. "I loved him; he was my life... I don’t know how I’ll survive without him.""But why are you grieving for him?" Victor’s voice grew firmer and steady as he helped me to the platform seat. "When has he ever shown you real love? Does he deserve your loyalty?""But I loved him, Victor." My voice cracked as
Xavier~"Congrats, Bella." I held out a bouquet to her, feeling uneasy due to the awkward silence between us. Victor was looking at me with anger-filled eyes as he saw me approaching her. She softly mumbled, "Thank you," before returning her attention to the ground. Why is she avoiding eye contact with me? "Uncle, my mama looks beautiful, right?" Alan's innocent question increased the tension between us even more. After hearing Alan, my gaze returned to Bella. She does look stunning today. She looked even more stunning in her full-sleeved, champagne-colored gown. Most of the time, she dressed like a lawyer, but tonight, she looked amazing. The red roses in her bun enhanced her beauty, but my heart raced as I watched Victor apply them to her hair. Observing their intimate bond filled my heart with jealousy. How can Victor do this to me? How can he marry Bella when he knows she is my wife? However, this is not his fault; rather, it is entirely my fault, as I have failed to recognize
Isabella~"What are you doing?" I stared bewilderedly at Xavier's face. Xavier's unexpected action caught me off guard while I was deep in conversation with my guest."Please excuse us; I need to speak with Bella." He gestured for the guest to continue enjoying the party, then dragged me upstairs to my room."Where are you leading me, Xavier?" I attempted to extricate myself from his hold, but he ignored me, too caught up in his anger as he escorted me upstairs. I couldn't understand what had triggered him so suddenly. I'd seen him talking with Derrick, and I had a feeling Derrick might have said something to provoke him, explaining why he was now behaving so harshly. Victor and my father-in-law noticed us and attempted to intervene, but Xavier was too far gone, ignoring everyone in his path. His reckless actions would only further irritate Dad, so why was he doing this?He pulled me into the room and closed the door behind us, blocking Victor from getting to me."What's wrong with y
Xavier~"Ouch.."My head struck the floor, causing me to open my eyes. How did I end up here? I found myself in my hotel room and glanced around bewilderedly. I scratched my head, trying to recall how I got here. As I struggled to recall what had happened the night before, all the unpleasant recollections rushed before my eyes. Oh no, what did I do in my intoxicated state? I regretted my last night's outburst. A dull, hollow ache settled in my chest. My actions, once impulsive and thoughtless, now weighed on me like a lead weight, as if every misstep had been building up to this inevitable fracture.How could I coerce her? I revealed all my deepest emotions to her. That's all because of Derrick Merchant; if he hadn't provoked me, I would not have reacted in such a manner. I attempted to rise from the cold floor of the room, but my feet ached and made it impossible. I realized my error again when I gazed at my swollen face in the mirror. It's difficult to reach out to Bella once agai
Isabella~"Victor, please return my phone to me." I pleaded with him as he disconnected Xavier’s call on my phone. "Bella, don't request anything that I can't fulfill. You already broke your promise two times, first kissing him and second accompanying him to his hotel in his drunken state." Anger burns in Victor's eyes. "Please let me talk to him once; maybe he has to discuss something urgent with me." I know my request had no impact on him, but still, I tried to take my phone back. My heart yearned to speak with Xavier after the events of yesterday night. Victor forbade me from speaking to Xavier again after he discovered that I had helped him get to his hotel the previous evening, even though I had already forgiven him for his actions and understood that the events between us were a result of his intoxication. I didn't deliberately offend Victor, but after seeing Xavier’s vulnerable state, I can't hold myself from accompanying him to his hotel. He needed my help at that time, an
Isabella~"Bella, are you all right?" Xavier looked at me with concern as I pulled the car in front of the giant tree. His voice, though calm, couldn't mask the urgency in his eyes."Xavier, who were they?" My voice quivered. "I didn't know they were journalists."My heart still raced, the remnants of fear coursing through me after the chaos we had just escaped."They were Jordan Lucas's men," Xavier said, his tone firm. "Everything we experienced was part of his plan." He reached for my hand and gently caressed its back, attempting to calm me."Why did you mess with them despite my warning to you?" I jerked my hand away, anger bubbling to the surface."I was unaware of his plan, Bella. I only realized what was happening when I saw him standing in the crowd." His explanation, though sincere, did little to douse the fire of my frustration."Xavier, we have to go back immediately." Panic clawed at me as I turned the car key, but the engine sputtered uselessly. My anxiety skyrocketed.
Xavier~"Miss Luis, what brings you to this club? Is it true that you came here to meet Mr. Fernandes?"As soon as Bella stepped out of the club, a swarm of reporters descended on her like vultures circling prey. The harsh glare of camera flashes illuminated her anxious, startled face. For a fleeting moment, she looked like a cornered deer, caught in the harsh, relentless scrutiny of the media.I stood a short distance away, watching her struggle to keep her composure. My fists clenched at my sides as I fought the urge to charge forward and shield her from the barrage of invasive questions. Her irritation was evident; I knew she was still angry at me for interrupting her plans with Albert. Yet, I couldn't just stand idly by."Is seeing Albert Fernandes in the club your new strategy for winning Dixie's divorce case, Miss Luis?"The reporter's pointed question rang out, laced with venom. My blood boiled as I listened to their baseless accusations, tarnishing her character with every wor
Isabella~"Xavier, what are you attempting to prove? Why don't you let me live in peace?" I gripped his shoulders violently, my voice sharp with anger. Yet, instead of answering, he smiled—a maddening, infuriating smile that made my blood boil.He had ruined everything.I came here to meet Albert, hoping to uncover his intentions behind requesting a personal meeting. Yet Xavier, with his reckless intrusion, barged in at precisely the wrong moment. Granted, his assumption about Albert was correct—when I entered Albert's room, he tried to harass me. But I had come prepared. Before I could use the recording I planned to threaten him with, Xavier stormed in and brutally beat Albert, derailing my plan entirely."Bella, how could you put your life at risk for a single case?" Xavier's deep blue eyes locked onto mine, searching for an answer."Xavier, please stop pretending you care about me. I know you only came to witness whatever you imagined would unfold between Albert and me." My voice w
Xavier~"Victor, why did you go to plead with her when I asked you not to request her to return home?" I stood in front of his room door to prevent him from entering."Xavier, I feel alone in this house without her, and as a family member in the Thompson family, I must take care of everyone." He crossed his arms on his chest, his defiance clear."What did she say to you, then?" I asked, my voice softening with a glimmer of optimism. Given her admiration for Victor, I allowed myself to hope—maybe, just maybe, she consented to come back after hearing his request."She informed me that she would never return home, and she also prohibited me from visiting her." He lowered his head sorrowfully. "She also discovered my deception." His slow, regretful voice conveyed the deep hurt he was feeling at that moment."Victor, don't feel sad; I am confident that one day she will forgive me and return to this house." I patted his shoulder to comfort him, though I wasn't sure if I was comforting him
Isabella~"What are you doing here, Victor?" As soon as I entered the hotel reception to collect my room key, my gaze fell on Victor, who was sitting in the reception area. His slouched posture and tear-filled eyes made my heart sink."Bella, I have left that house, and I have no intention of returning," he said, his voice trembling with suppressed emotion."Come to my room." I got the key to my room, held his hand, and led him there.Once inside, I sat him down on the couch. "Now tell me what happened."I had known Victor for so many years, and I couldn't recall a time when he had looked this broken. He wasn't one to get upset over trivial matters, let alone choose to leave the house entirely. Whatever had happened, it must have shattered him completely."Xavier has changed, Bella." His voice cracked as he spoke. "He's no longer the kindhearted man I once knew. He has become self-centered and obsessed with controlling everything." Tears rolled down his cheeks as he broke down."Victo
Xavier~"Xavier, did you call Bella and ask her to return home?" Dad questioned me about Bella as we sat at the dining table for breakfast. His swollen, puffy eyes gave me the impression that he didn't sleep well last night. I don't want to aggravate him further by informing him about Bella's response. How can I explain to him that she broke off all contact with us and now refuses to even meet her son?I don't believe that she could be so angry with me that she refused to meet even Alan. I don't think I made such a severe mistake that she couldn't forgive me and return home.Dad's voice carried a sadness that stung. "Xavier, why are you quiet? Didn't you talk to her?" His voice brimmed with eagerness.I don't want to break his heart by telling him the truth, but I can't lie to him anymore."Dad..." I fidgeted with my fingers nervously, trying to gather the courage to tell him the truth."Mama, finally you have returned!" Alan's excited voice broke through the silence. I turned to lo
Isabella~"Mama, Dad wants to talk to you." When I noticed the call from my home landline, I assumed it was Alan, but when I heard him mention that Xavier needed to speak with me, I let out a disappointed sigh. Why is he repeatedly using my son as a pawn in his cheap game?"Xavier, I am already done talking with you. Now I don't have anything to talk about with you." Before listening to him, I told him my decision, my tone sharp, before hanging up."Please listen to me just once, Bella. I know you're upset with me and don't want to see my face, but please don't hang up."I paused the call and placed my phone against my ear."Ok, I am listening." I gripped the phone tightly because it would be difficult for me to ignore him, particularly when he was genuinely apologizing for his behavior."Dad wants you to come home, Bella. He is deeply upset about Lincon's situation, and he feels deeply guilty for not trusting you." The weight he held on his chest was evident in his tone."Tell your d
Xavier~"Bella, please don't say this; I am genuinely sorry for my behavior." I held her hand to stop her from leaving the courtroom. My heart was drowning in guilt after seeing the real face of Lincon. I never imagined that he would go to such extreme measures to achieve success and financial gain, such as joining Jordan Lucas' drug supply company."Xavier, sorry isn't enough for the wounds you caused on my heart." She turned to face me, but her eyes remained fixed on the floor instead of my face."I understand that apologizing is insufficient, Bella, and I am willing to accept any form of retribution for my errors." I lowered my head in embarrassment.Her slow, painful voice was like a needle piercing my heart. "Don’t think any penalty is sufficient for the hurt you caused me; therefore, if that’s the case, I want to cause you the same suffering." Suddenly, a hint of malice crept into her tone."Bella, you already know that I am not as strong as you are, so please don't even consid
Isabella~"Point to be noted, My Lord, Lincon Thompson, not only secretly engaged with Ms. Jennifer also promised her marriage after his divorce from Dixie Thompson." I thanked Jennifer for coming to court by blinking my eyes. She is a well-known television actor, and testifying in this case could damage her reputation in public, but she consented to assist me after I informed her of Lincon's reality."Defense, do you need to interrogate Ms. Jennifer?" The judge questioned Dad.I turned to look at Dad's face in the hope that now he recognized Lincon's true colors."Thank you, my Lord." Dad rose from his chair, scrutinized my face, and then proceeded to question Ms. Jennifer. I could see his inner agony in his eyes, even though his countenance was emotionless."Since when did you know Lincon Thompson, Miss Jennifer?" He is attempting to keep his cool, as seen by his taut jaw and white knuckles."From the last three years." Jennifer glanced at me before turning to face Lincoln. After w