"I'll give it to Dad's friend at a lab he always uses for everything. If he confirms it, Dad will believe him blindly. It won't just be my word."
"Do you really want to pass yourself off as the father of my children, Christian? Won't you regret it one day? What if you regain your memory and are madly in love with that Adele you said was going to be your fiancée? What will happen to my children then?""Nothing, I give you my word. They will still be mine. Accept me as their father, please Isabella. One day I'll tell you why I insist on this so much. If you allow me, I will be their dad for life.""And what if you have your own children?""That's not going to happen, Bella. So, if you agree, let's go ahead and get those tests done and while we're at it, stop by the company to pick up some things we need. We'll take all these boxes and go through them little by little. And we'll visit all the places we went to when we were kids. We'll do the samHe explains to me, looking very serious. I understand; they have no reason to trust me, I contacted him over the internet. That's why I thought about writing him a check, but then realise that might not be the best idea."Do you know where there's a cash machine or a bank? I'll go and withdraw the money now. I was going to give you a check, but I think cash would be better. Am I wrong?" I ask the detective, who nods in agreement."There's both just around the corner," he replies."Let's go right now to settle your fee. Your services have been invaluable, and I want you to continue the investigation until we find out what she did. Agreed?"I stood up without waiting for an answer. They exchange glances and then follow me, pointing out the way."Wait here," I say, indicating a café next to the bank. "What operation does your wife need?""She has a tumour in her head." The detective answers, looking at me questioningly.I look at him with
We're at the company, entering without any trouble. What Christian says is true; Grandfather's car doesn't let anyone see who is inside. Nor does anyone recognise it, so we go straight to the lift and up to the top floor without stopping. Just like that, no one in the company realises either. We laugh because we look like two thieves hiding from everyone."Ha, ha, ha... I haven't had this much fun or laughed so much in a long time," Christian says when we reach the top."Ha, ha, ha... nor have I. This is new to me, ha, ha, ha... What do we do? I'm sure they'll see us when we leave.""It doesn't matter, by the time they realise, we'll be long gone. This week, I want us to work first on the speech I have to give for the company's anniversary, and second, on these new programmes. I've noticed that both Marta and you have done this before. Am I wrong?""No, it's with that style of programmes we worked with in France. Your phone is ringing.""My phone?" &nb
She was astonished to hear it and immediately asked him. "Didn't you say we could trust your sister? Are we going to deceive her about this?" I ask, stopping to look at him squarely."Never!" he says quickly, emphatically. "I trust my sister blindly; we'll tell her the truth about our relationship; she'll help us, you'll see. She also doesn't want me to marry Adele; she despises her because she says Adele used her to make me fall in love. And she was thrilled when the idea of marrying you came to me. Thank you for thinking of me to help you.""Are you thanking me for getting you into this mess?" I ask as I resume my work."Yes, it hadn't occurred to me when you asked me to pretend to be your husband; I immediately accepted and then realised it was the solution to stop my parents from wanting to marry me off to Adele. But there's something else I haven't told you, Bella."Isabella, intrigued by the seriousness with which he spoke to her, asked. "What's that?"
We were seated opposite each other, and it was apparent that David still harboured doubts about me, in spite of the numerous proofs I'd furnished. He scrutinised me intently as though attempting to decipher my thoughts. With a smile, I endeavoured to put him at ease and win his confidence."Could we draw up a contract?" inquired David once more."Indeed, that poses no issue, but I have a stipulation for you, David."Should he presume that I'll capitulate easily, he's gravely mistaken. I shan't depart without ascertaining my desires. If he is distrustful, then I am doubly so. It's becoming increasingly clear that our joint travel is no mere happenstance."A stipulation for me?" he queries with a hint of suspicion."Yes. Do you reckon receiving a substantial amount of money today would enable you to uncover that information?" Holding his gaze with a direct look, he swallows hard. "I assure you, it would suffice to secure your aunt's surgery with the preeminent
"Could you arrange it to be merely an informative consultation? And you'll stay with me? Invent any story about me that you like; I'll follow your lead. Say we travelled on the same flight, that you... well... you know. But make it clear that I'm engaged and must remain untarnished for my wedding, do you grasp what I'm saying?" I implore him because the idea of being alone with a gynaecologist terrifies me."Christie, this is your reputation we're talking about. Aren't you scared it might leak out once they discover who you are? That sort of news could fetch a fortune," he cautions me with what looks like sincere worry in his gaze."If that happens... if that happens..." I stammer, realising the risk involved, but my determination is unwavering. So staring him straight in the eye, I declare boldly, "If that happens, you'll have to marry me!" And then I laugh to ease the tension building inside me. "Ha! Ha! Ha!""Don't laugh; this is no laughing matter," he retorts as
I hope Isabella does her part and that she's prepared psychologically. Chris told me about the scene his mother-in-law caused and that he hasn't seen her since. And that his father-in-law only greets them from a distance. But at least his sick grandmother seems to be doing better.He says his wife adores her grandparents. I just hope Isabella isn't that girl; I remember her mother was a viper and how she mistreated her, she even scared me. Ugh! I hope that's not my brother's mother-in-law! Dealing with Adele the witch is bad enough; two would be unbearable.We're nearly there; with all these thoughts, time has flown by, which is probably for the best. Let's see what surprise my brother has in store for me. Finally, it's time to disembark and meet Christian and his wife. Here we go, ready for anything!"What are you looking at?" I ask my bodyguard, who laughs at hearing me talk to myself. He shakes his head and accompanies me to collect my suitcase. I
We spent almost the entire night talking with Christie; she hasn't tired of hugging me, kissing me, and thanking me for marrying her brother to save him from Adele. We didn't tell her that our marriage wasn't real. Christian fell silent when she asked, and then he took her with him. I don't know what he told her, but his sister now calls me sister-in-law."I'll help you, Bella, you'll see. Everything will turn out as my brother wishes. I promise you, don't be afraid, you have me and your husband," she said as she hugged and kissed me before going to her room. We did tell her that the children aren't his; she was amazed at how much they resemble her brother, even saying that Lucy looks like her as a baby. She thought Christian's idea to do parental tests with their hair was brilliant and offered to give more. She also carries hair from all four in a locket hung from her chest, just like her brother's.We continued talking a little more while we bathed, he outside and I insi
"I forgot," I reply, daring to glance at him. Heavens, he’s handsome! I turn my head away and continue speaking, trying to keep my voice steady. "I used to run in France, but after having the children, it became more difficult.""Well, from today onwards we'll run together every day! How's that sound? Would you like that?" he asks."Yes, that would be nice," I say, stubbornly looking ahead. Fortunately, Christie sticks to my left side, and I turn to her as she asks excitedly."Hey Bella, do you like skiing? My brother and I love it!""Yes, I adore it! Marta and I are quite good. We used to go skiing every year on holiday," I tell her enthusiastically. If there's one sport I enjoy, it's skiing. It's not that I love the cold, but skiing is my passion."The children seem to have learned to ski before they could walk. We all love it.""My children can ski?" Christian asks in surprise and then concludes with a smile. "They must take after me. Even in t
Christian lay on his bed after emerging from the bathroom, where he had indulged in fantasies about Isabella. He was seriously considering visiting his psychologist, as he believed his current state wasn't normal. Could he truly not live without her? It had all seemed so real-her body in his hands, how he had plunged into her repeatedly. Was Isabella actually visiting him, remaining silent so he wouldn't realise it was her? Did she know he was blind and accept him as he was?At that moment, the bedroom lights switched on as his mother entered. He sat up abruptly."Mum, I think... I think I saw the light when you turned it on. You did turn it on, didn't you?""Yes, son, I just did. Are you regaining your sight as the doctor said? David... David... come and see Chris, David!""What is it, Mother-in-law? I'm here," David said, rushing into Christian's room, followed by his wife Christie and Mr Thomson, who had come in response to Mrs Thomps
After all the commotion surrounding Marta and Rodrigo's relationship, everyone in the house is delighted that they are a couple. They hold the young man in high regard and know he is very responsible. They are particularly pleased that he respected her throughout and that, had Marta not essentially won his heart, he wouldn't have pursued the relationship.The following day, Mrs Tania invited Augusto, her lifelong bodyguard, and his wife Leila for lunch. She wanted to quickly formalise Rodrigo and Marta's relationship, as the couple couldn't stop gazing at each other happily. Since Marta's arrival with Isabella, she had initially remained very quiet, and although everyone loved her and made her feel like family, they could sense that she felt inhibited in many ways.Now she is brimming with happiness, constantly smiling and allowing others to embrace her, something she didn't commonly do before. This is especially true after managing to have Rodrigo assigned as her bo
Santiago and his father stared intently at the girls, who were at a loss for what to do or say. Despite her earlier words, Marta had quickly released Rodrigo's hand, and he too seemed unable to react. Isabella looked at her father and, seeing his reproachful head shake, hugged her grandmother, hiding behind her."Seriously, Bella? Are you going to pass your sister off as Rodrigo's girlfriend?" Santiago asked, trying to coax Isabella out from behind her grandmother."Dad, it's not what you think!" Marta stepped forward, attempting to defend Isabella, who was silently pleading for help. "Dad, it's not Bella who's with Rodrigo... it's me!""This is the limit, Isabella," he said, to the astonishment of all three women. "Now you want to pass Marta off as your lover's girlfriend to deceive me?""Dad!" Isabella exclaimed, emerging from behind her grandmother, who was chuckling at the mess unfolding before her. "Dad, I swear on everything sacred that I have nothing to do
He didn't know that I couldn't cash the check here. Although, about Eva's money, I think you're right. I remember hearing my father saying that Santiago's company is frozen, because it's going bankrupt. If the Sardino patriarch doesn't step in, he'll be left with nothing. So it's true what you're saying. Where's Eva going to get money from? Although, she might have her own stash hidden away."Now I understand why Eva is so agitated, although it seemed she didn't know. She says she has a good plan, it might suit us, what do you think?""Do you trust her, Luis? I don't like Eva one bit. When have you ever heard of a mother plotting to kidnap her own daughter's children? I don't like that woman, I don't. Let's hear what she's planned. But if we don't like it, we're leaving, agreed?""I don't trust her either, but she's still someone we can get money from, and right now I'm going to cash this cheque Santiago gave me to pay for Luisito's hospital bill, we can't get him out
After rescuing Adele, they had decided to leave the country for good, but to their surprise, upon returning to the house that belonged to Luis' maternal grandparents, they found a surprise. Upon opening the door, there was Vivian and her mother with the child."Mum! Vivian! What are you doing here?" Luis asked, genuinely surprised."We're so sorry, son, but the little one didn't take to the climate and had been unwell since we arrived. The doctor advised us to return to a warmer one. As we had no idea where to go, we came to stay here for a few days, so you could help us find another place. And by the way, as we couldn't send money, we collected them to come with us.""Mum, you shouldn't have done that. Dad found out about everything and he's fuming. You should have called me and explained, I would have sorted everything out from here.""Luis, it's just for a few days. Besides, I need to sort something out with my account, it won't let me withdraw the money Santi
Marta didn't respond immediately, savouring Rodrigo's warm embrace as he held her tighter and tighter, his heart beating rapidly. In that moment, she said,"It doesn't matter that you did that, I'll talk to Dad, alright?" she assured, pulling away slightly to look at him."I'd rather do it myself, man to man," Rodrigo said, holding her gaze."No!" Marta hurried to say, and added, "Daughters know best. I'll tell Mum to help me, you'll see, she'll convince them. And Bella must have realised by now and she'll help me, do you really want to do this?""Yes," Rodrigo responded firmly, "If you want it too.""Of course I do. And don't worry, if they fire you, I'll hire you, hee, hee, hee... I'll just have to pay you in a different way," and as she spoke, Marta couldn't stop running her hands over the man's well-formed torso. "I've always wanted to do this," she says without stopping caressing him, he takes her by the waist and pulls her close."And I've wanted
They quickly put on their diving suits and dive off the other side, which is impossible for those on the boat to see. Rodrigo has tied Marta to him, who follows him sinking as he indicates. The water in this area is murky, so they can't see very well, so they swim close to each other until they reach the shore. They emerge slowly, releasing the oxygen tanks, and that's when Marta runs and hugs Rodrigo and kisses him. At first, he doesn't respond, but then he returns the kiss. When they separate, she is very flushed and says,"Sorry about that, I was really scared," she says, looking down blushing.Rodrigo just looks at her, then takes her by the hand and they run along the shore, until they reach the road, while he calls Santiago."Yes, sir, we escaped, we're on the road, come for us," he asks without stopping running with her hand in his.They continue walking hand in hand in silence. Marta holds on tightly, not letting Rodrigo let go of her hand the times he ha
On the other hand, Marta is sitting across from Christie, in the office that used to be Christian's."Is it necessary for you to do this, Marta?" Christie asks very seriously."Yes, I'm going to work with dad, I can't stand being here anymore, where no one talks to me and they whisper when they see me pass," Marta states firmly. "Besides, it's for my safety.""Your safety?" Christie asks, intrigued."Yes, I have a madman chasing me," Marta confesses, knowing she can trust Christie as she stands up. "Thanks for everything, Christie. When I finish writing the story of my sister and your brother, I'll bring it to you to publish. Say hello to Chris for me, a kiss, if you need my help with anything, just call. You know my number."And she turns her back, leaving to meet the security guard Rodrigo, who is waiting for her with two other men."Let's go to my office, so you can help me pack my things to leave," Marta asks, and walks past them towards the l
There's a brief silence as he listens to the employee moving away into the stables, only to emerge later with a horse."Noel, have you seen my wife around the farm in the last few days?" he repeats his question."No, no, lad, it's just a figure of speech," the man hurries to clarify. "You seem like a lost soul, it must be because of her, even though the children come every day. You've got her under your skin, you should go back to her. Mrs Isabella is a good person. Think about it, she's still waiting for you, don't delay too much or when you want her back, someone else might have taken her.""You too, Noel?" he asks, disappointed."What do you mean?" the old man asks as he prepares the horse Christian requested."Elmira keeps saying that someone's going to steal her away. I hope she finds a healthy man who loves her like I do and makes her happy! You're right about what you say, Isabella is a good woman, that's why she doesn't deserve to be tied to a blind