Everyone is watching me as if they were waiting for me to say what he is asking. Especially mom who looks at me as if she wants to kill me. My father-in-law smiles waiting for me to do it, at my mother-in-law who turns red and lowers her gaze. But above all my eyes meet those of my dad who looks at me longingly.
"Ha, ha, ha..." I laugh nervously, I don't like this man at all. "Thank you, father-in-law," I say, while looking at dad, and I think I saw him half-smile when he heard me call him that."Bravo, how was the trip, did you like it?" My father-in-law continues to ask without taking his eyes off me."Everything was very nice, dad," Luis saves me by coming to join us, he's certainly keeping his promise not to leave me alone with them, for which I'm very grateful, they really make me nervous with their questions and insinuations, "but now let's eat, dinner will get cold. We'll chat later.""Dad, are you coming?" I ask, stopping to wait for him.Yes,Nonetheless, Dad continued to scrutinise him intently until Luis shifted his gaze and placed his arm around my shoulders as though he were afraid of something. Dad finally finished his farewells and left, followed by Mum who was still fussing over him. What happened with him?We waved them off from the doorway, and as soon as they were gone, I shrugged off Luis's hold. He looked at me pensively when we were alone.“Bella, you were brilliant. I thought it would be tougher to convince them that we're a genuine married couple,” he said, his gaze still fixed on me.“You too, Luis. Thank you for keeping your promise not to leave me alone with them for a moment; I really was very nervous,” I said and started walking back into the house, where the servants were finishing tidying up. “Really, have you visited all those places?”“Yes, I did— with my girl!” he replied arrogantly.And that marked the end
Luis stops for a moment to observe me. His look at that moment I think is one of condescension, and I even seemed to perceive a flash of pity before he continued."Your dad initially didn't accept this marriage when it was proposed to him, he flatly refused to let you marry me. It was something I was counting on to avoid doing it. That he would keep refusing until the end, but he didn't," he finished with anger and disappointment in his voice.I can't believe what he's confessing to me. What does that mean? Dad really doesn't want this marriage? Could I get divorced if I tell him what's really happening? Grandfather says he's not as ill as mom claims. But hearing what Luis continues to say fills me with doubts."He didn't, and look at us here, married!" He says, both disappointed and annoyed. "Your dad finally gave in and handed you over to me because of what Eva did to him!"He tells me and I believe him, I don't think dad wanted to leave me in his h
But considering the amount of jewellery she acquires incessantly, it's no wonder anyone would be left insolvent. Why doesn't Dad impose some restraint on her spending? Should I phone him and tell him, or should I confide in Grandfather? No, Bella! Keep them out of this. Dad threatened Luis that day; I don't want him to harm Luis, and if Grandfather gets wind of this, he'll surely settle scores with them.I'd better stay hidden here, out of everyone's sight. The trouble is, I only have the modest sum Mima gave me yesterday. I'll sell my earrings; they must be worth a fortune. Yes, that's what I'll do tomorrow, while staying out of sight. Once these marks fade, I'll seek out my grandfather and ask for his help to divorce Luis. I shan't return to that house again. Degenerate, abuser, contemptible man! I ought to have used the taser Grandfather gave me!At the time, it didn't cross my mind; it should have. I simply couldn't fathom he would attack me in such a
I shake my head to push those memories away, get up and head to the bathroom. I wash myself as best I can, then throw myself on the bed without clothes. I should have come to this place before and fixed it properly. I think as I curl up in bed, at least it's comfortable, I tell myself and close my eyes that still release tears even when I don't want to, and I fall into a deep sleep.The next day, my phone's ring wakes me up, I open my eyes and everything comes rushing back to my memory, bringing me back to reality. My head hurts terribly, as does the blow he gave to my face. With great difficulty, I manage to sit up because of strong dizziness. I stay like that until it passes and very slowly manage to stand up, everything remains in darkness. I move slowly until I find the switch and turn on the light. I have to close my eyes until they adjust.After turning off the persistent alarm on my phone inside my purse, I head to the bathroom. The horrible image
I try to calm him down, I know my grandfather, if he finds out about this he's capable of killing Luis, better to leave him out of everything, I don't want my grandfather to get into trouble because of that imbecile, and much less worry my sick grandmother."Bella..." his voice is full of questions and I'm almost certain he suspects something."Stop drawing your own conclusions, grandfather. I'm just studying for exams, I fell asleep and didn't tell Luis, he must be very worried. That's why he called you," I quickly invent, although I'm very bad at lying."And where did you stay?" He continues his interrogation."Where did I stay? At..., at a friend's house, yes that's it, that's why Luis doesn't know anything." I'm terrible at lying, I should have thought all this through before calling him, and I know he's already figured it out."Bella, if something happened to you..." And he falls silent, I know he's already figured it out, but I don't want to tell
I know I can trust my grandfather, and it touches me that he has been there for me. I'm almost sure he knows if not everything, something. However, I don't want him to get involved in this problem. All I need is to escape, and that money he says I have is an unexpected gift that will help me."Yes, that one, do you see that number inside? That's the code, my child. Don't be afraid, with it you'll never lack anything or need to work," he said, and by the tone of his voice, I knew he was smiling, then he added, "And if that's not enough, you have all my money, Bella.""Oh, grandfather, thank you so much, really," and a sob escapes that I know he must have heard, but he says nothing. I try to hide it by changing the conversation. "Grandfather, does that mean that..., hypothetically speaking, if I want to leave, I can go at any time?""Yes, my child, you can do it! Just let us know where you're going, so we can follow you. Okay? Don't abandon your grandmother and me, it w
I am determined, I won't let anyone see me for now, I'll stay hidden here. I'll interrupt everything, I have to think carefully about what I'm going to do with my life from now on, I'll see if I can get my grandparents to follow me, I don't want to leave them alone. They are my true family!If dad ever decides to follow me, I'll receive him, but I won't let them convince me of anything else again. I won't work in his company, I'll study what I really like, I'm very sorry. What if what Luis said is true and mom is planning to marry me off to another guy for money? No! This is my chance to be free and I won't waste it.After thinking everything through carefully, I decided not to go back to school. In the end, I don't like the career my parents imposed on me. I called the institute, saying that due to personal problems, I won't be able to attend anymore. I have to think about what to do with my life from now on. I have more than enough money to study what I
My grandfather looked at me with an expression I cannot describe. But I knew he wasn't happy with me, quite the contrary, though he didn't want to make me feel worse."You should have come right away!" He scolded me and added, "Your grandmother will be very upset when she finds out.""Don't tell her grandfather, she's very fragile. I don't want you to get into trouble over this either," I pleaded again, seeing his furious gaze."And what do you intend to do, Bella? We can't leave that degenerate unpunished!" he shouted, snorting furiously."I just need you to help me get divorced. Please?" I begged, taking his hands. "I want to forget about Luis, I want to think he never existed in my life, please grandfather, help me forget all this.""Of course, sweetheart, I'll talk to my lawyer right now! I told you not to marry him! I knew this would happen!" He spoke while taking out his phone and searching for the lawyer's number. "I'll press charges against tha
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
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'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
He 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
"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 sam
"We'll try. I've just been informed that the journalists have left my grandparents' house and I came to find you so we could go there. Grandma just told me that she stored a lot of stuff in the attic, things that you and I made together when we were children.""Really?""Yes, and perhaps, who knows, one of them might be the trigger that brings your memory back. Shall we go now?""What about the children?""Aunt Eugenia will look after them. Shall we go?"I spring to my feet, put away my laptop, grab my phone, and circle the bureau. I take her hand and gently pull, guiding her to walk beside me. Today, I won't take the chauffeur. We need to become very familiar and friendly, so I enter the garage and take Grandpa's old car that no one recognises. And off we go slowly, slipping past the journalists who don't even realise we're there, and continue on to our grandparents' house."It's good that the journalists have left," Bella says, looking a
"The worst thing I could have done. You know, Bella is the kindest person you could meet; I've known her since we were children. Eva, her mother, abused her from a young age—I've never seen a woman do such things. As a spoiled child, when I saw that she didn't defend Bella, I mistreated her too, and she grew to fear me.""And she agreed to marry you?""Don't think it was all arranged by our parents—well, more precisely, her mother and my father. Because my mother never took part in any of it, and her father, Santiago Sardino, agreed because Eva convinced him that I was Isabella's true love. And you know, if I had set my mind to it, I could have been," he said with a sigh."What did you do to her?" Adele persisted."I've already told you I was infatuated with Vivian, my current wife. On the day of our engagement, I suggested to Bella that we stay married for three years, in name only. I would lead my life and she hers. She agreed on the c
She was watching the television screen, which showed Christian's car pulling into his driveway with a woman by his side, as the announcer spoke of her."My dear friends, at long last, we have unveiled the identity of the lucky lady to be wed to the most sought-after heir of our times, Christian Thompson. It is none other than the equally coveted heiress of the Sardinos empire, Isabella Sardino. I understand she was previously married to Luis Ibáñez, but that marriage was annulled shortly before their nuptials.According to sources very close to the couple, they have been in a relationship for many years, although no one can attest to this. At this moment, everything has come to light because his wife, it is said, has joined him in his company to assist him. Others suggest it's due to another young woman who has emerged claiming to be Christian Thompson's fiancée…"She turned off the television in annoyance. How could Christian know this gir
I set her down gently and soon we are brought a full tea service with all the sweets I like."You shouldn't have gone to the trouble, Mum," I chide."I didn't do it myself; my friend Eugenia helped me. Do you remember her, the one from Paris? She's come to live with us permanently; she's very kind.""I'm pleased for you; yes, I remember her."We lapsed into silence for a while during which, in response to her satisfied smile, I dedicated myself to eating and praising each of her sweets."Mum, pack some for me to take away; I've missed them terribly. Nobody makes my favourite sweets quite like you do; I couldn't find them anywhere!""That's because I invented them for you, darling. This recipe is made only for you, and now for your grandchildren too. Don't you want to meet them?" she asked, and I fell silent, not wanting to upset her. Yet, I want to sort out the troubles in my life before fully embracing this new chapter. She realises from my silence tha