Before Sebastian could say anything else, she ended the call, clenching her fist tightly.Isabel was having the strong urge to haul her phone against the wall, but she restrained herself, knowing the damage it will cause the phone, which was purchased barely three days ago.She burst out of her closet, slamming the door behind her. She strode across her bedroom, her feet pounding the floor in frustration. She felt like she was going to explode, her emotions boiling over like a pot left unattended on the stove.She flung open her bedroom door and stormed out into the hallway, not sure where she was going, but knowing she needed to get out of there. In fact, she didn't want to see Sebastian even if he teleported himself home right that moment.That was how mad she was at him.She paced down the hall, her hands clenched into fists, her mind racing with thoughts and feelings she couldn't process.She was livid, but the rest emotions she couldn't process accurately.How dare that bit
Sebastian stood in the hallway, his eyes fixed on the closed bedroom door, Reynolds was knocking against, his mind reeling with regret and guilt. He felt like he'd been punched in the gut, his breath knocked out of him.He thought about the look on Isabel's face, the shock, the anger, the hurt. He knew he'd broken her trust, shattered the foundation of their relationship. He couldn't blame her that she hated him, and if she chose to leave him, he deserved worst.Reynolds stopped knocking and turned to him,"Daddy, she won't open the door." The boy inveighed,"What did you do to her?"His eyes dropped to the floor, his shoulders slumping under the weight of his guilt. He felt like he was drowning in a sea of regret, unable to keep his head above water.He wished he could bring himself to tell his sons the truth, but they would hate him even more than Isabel does now. They would despise him, knowing he was the cause of their mother's loss and misery.And once his whole family
Despite Austin's subtle objection, Isabel accepted the package sent from the delivery guy, and she carried it into the house, but did not open it.She dropped it on the dining table and left without sparing it a second glance."I don't understand why you won't let me deal with the bastard." Austin was still fuming,"He needs to be taught a lesson, after everything he has done.""Austin, I don't want you to get involved in a rivalry with Sebastian. It is not worth it." She advised him,"Sebastian is the worst person you'd want to get into a feud with, and I wouldn't want you to get hurt because of me.""I am not scared of him, Isabel and you shouldn't be. That bastard wronged you, and he took your son away from him, I don't see why you should be afraid of him." He admonished her,"You've to fight for yourself and for Reynolds. You've got to fight to get your son back. Stand up to that bully.""I can't!" She screamed at him, her voice raised to a crescendo,"Don't you understand tha
Isabel checked her watch impatiently, as she waited to be called into the ob-gyn's office.She had less than an hour left to report to work and had been seated there for the past thirty minutes, but it seemed like it had been an eternity already.Although she was hoping to get accepted for the position she was applying for, she still couldn't afford to get fired from her job at Blue Farm yet.It has been her only source of livelihood for the past three years, and she enjoyed working there too. The free meals the employees are entitled to have been her lifesaver.However, she knew that if by sheer luck, she got accepted for this new position, she would've to quit from Blue Farm.Compared to the free meals and hourly income, this new position came with a lot of incentives, which made it luscious.From the free healthcare to the best hospital in the city, to the free living expenses, from her feeding to her clothes and transportation. Then, there was her monthly allowance an
Out of over two hundred ladies who replied to the ad, Isabel was among the lucky fifty who were selected for the interview.She was thrilled about the news, and begged her manager for an off day, so she could attend the interview.After much begging, the man gave her the permit she needed, to not show up at work on that day.On that day, Isabel dressed her very best, wearing one of Jasmine's hand-me-down tops, and a wide-legged denim she'd purchased for herself about a year ago.Her attire didn't appear suitable for the interview, but the dress she could've worn was destroyed by Jasmine after she borrowed it weeks ago and did not return it until two days ago.The strain on the off-white dress, which she didn't know if it was from coffee or makeup, was impossible to wash off, despite all the cleaning agents she used on it.She had to dump it and wear something else, and although it didn't appear professional, she had no choice.Before Isabel left home that morning, she prepared breakf
Two weeks after the last screening test, Isabel received a mail from the agency.She was at work when she heard her phone buzzed. She pulled out out of her pocket and swiped down the notification bar.There was an email from St. Patrick's Hospital. She needed no soothsayer to tell her it was from the agency, yet she did not open the mail.Her heart pounding, as uncertainty ate her from within.What if she didn't get the job? Does that mean that she will have to go beg Mr. Bernadotte to give her more time to save up his money?Will he agree?What if he doesn't and decide to make thing difficult for her?She wouldn't be surprised if he decide to make things worst for her. She could've agreed to go the easy way, but her pride could not allow her subject her body to such immorality.Now, it doesn't look like she has any choice.Isabel did not bother about thinking what if she got the job. She knew within herself that she'd only made it through the entire process by sheer luck. No
Everything happened so quickly for Isabel, that she lost track of her own life. Immediately after she signed the contract with the agency, she was moved to a new apartment, Unlike how she had expected the apartment to be a penthouse in the city, it was a multimillionaire mansion with an ocean view and it was unlike anything Isabel had ever seen.Whoever this anonymous employer of hers was, she needed no soothsayer to tell her he must be drowning in wealth. Everything she needed, from food and clothes to other necessities, was in abundance. She didn't have to do anything for herself, because two maids were designated to her care. There was a chef, a few cleaners, and bodyguards. The security was very tight, which means there was no unsolicited going out and coming in.The house manager, Madam Magdalene, an older woman in her late forties was there if she needed anything.Isabel was awestruck, yet cautious, because everything seemed too good to be true for her.There were certa
The morning after was a disaster for Isabel.She woke up feeling as if someone had run a truck over her, yet couldn't vividly recall all that happened the night before.The memories were fuzzy, making it impossible for her to give a detailed account of everything that happened, but she recalled the strange heat that overwhelmed her after she finished the soup she was served, the undescribable feeling she felt afterward, and the sharp pain she felt when the man first penetrated her.She vaguely remembered crying and begging him to stop, but he did not. He went on and on until she passed out from exhaustion.She didn't know whether he stopped after that, or continued until he couldn't anymore.Worst of all, she did not even see the man's face.All her senses were jagged, except her sense of feeling and smell, so could only perceive his scent and feel the strength of his powerful thrusts.Why is he so determined to stay anonymous?She kept wondering.Why does he not want to reveal himsel
Despite Austin's subtle objection, Isabel accepted the package sent from the delivery guy, and she carried it into the house, but did not open it.She dropped it on the dining table and left without sparing it a second glance."I don't understand why you won't let me deal with the bastard." Austin was still fuming,"He needs to be taught a lesson, after everything he has done.""Austin, I don't want you to get involved in a rivalry with Sebastian. It is not worth it." She advised him,"Sebastian is the worst person you'd want to get into a feud with, and I wouldn't want you to get hurt because of me.""I am not scared of him, Isabel and you shouldn't be. That bastard wronged you, and he took your son away from him, I don't see why you should be afraid of him." He admonished her,"You've to fight for yourself and for Reynolds. You've got to fight to get your son back. Stand up to that bully.""I can't!" She screamed at him, her voice raised to a crescendo,"Don't you understand tha
Sebastian stood in the hallway, his eyes fixed on the closed bedroom door, Reynolds was knocking against, his mind reeling with regret and guilt. He felt like he'd been punched in the gut, his breath knocked out of him.He thought about the look on Isabel's face, the shock, the anger, the hurt. He knew he'd broken her trust, shattered the foundation of their relationship. He couldn't blame her that she hated him, and if she chose to leave him, he deserved worst.Reynolds stopped knocking and turned to him,"Daddy, she won't open the door." The boy inveighed,"What did you do to her?"His eyes dropped to the floor, his shoulders slumping under the weight of his guilt. He felt like he was drowning in a sea of regret, unable to keep his head above water.He wished he could bring himself to tell his sons the truth, but they would hate him even more than Isabel does now. They would despise him, knowing he was the cause of their mother's loss and misery.And once his whole family
Before Sebastian could say anything else, she ended the call, clenching her fist tightly.Isabel was having the strong urge to haul her phone against the wall, but she restrained herself, knowing the damage it will cause the phone, which was purchased barely three days ago.She burst out of her closet, slamming the door behind her. She strode across her bedroom, her feet pounding the floor in frustration. She felt like she was going to explode, her emotions boiling over like a pot left unattended on the stove.She flung open her bedroom door and stormed out into the hallway, not sure where she was going, but knowing she needed to get out of there. In fact, she didn't want to see Sebastian even if he teleported himself home right that moment.That was how mad she was at him.She paced down the hall, her hands clenched into fists, her mind racing with thoughts and feelings she couldn't process.She was livid, but the rest emotions she couldn't process accurately.How dare that bit
Later that day, Isabel was on the phone with her employees from the cafeteria, when a knock came on the door."Excuse me, Sarah." She told the girl, then told whoever it was at the door to come inside.The door opened to she was surprised to see the Oliver and Alexander march into the bedroom, glum look on their faces."Sarah, can we have this conversation later? I need to attend to something very important.""Okay, ma'am. I will forwards the inventories to you now.""Thanks, dear. Send my regards to everyone.""I will, and my regards to Reynolds and your father. He should get well soon."Isabel muttered an inaudibly reply to the lady, before ending the call, then she moved her attention to the boys who were approaching her.Her first concern was their unhappy faces, which she pointed out immediately."Why the unhappy faces, boys? Did anything happen? And where is your younger brother?"Oliver was first to speak up,"Reynolds is in the bedroom, trying to solve some mathematical equati
The day of the hearing finally came and Sebastian was ready.He'd Miranda, his secretary postpone every appointment he'd during the time of the hearing. He was determined to be there, since the man's sentence also meant justifying Isabel and all the women he'd sexually assaulted.Surprisingly, the courtroom was almost filled, and there were plenty of reporters scattered everywhere.Being one of the hotshots in the city, with lots of recognition, everyone was hungry for firsthand information about the judge's verdict on Damien Giddorti's case, since he'd pled not-guilty to the charges against him.Wearing a turquoise shirt which was nicely tucked into a pair of gray golf pants, and a black sunshade to cover his eyes, Sebastian blended into the croud, taking a seat on the fourth to last row. He didn't want to be recognized by the press, and have them shove their microphones and cameras in his face, asking him questions he'd no intentions of answering.With his choice of dressing, he was
Two days later, Shakira was still on the run. Sebastian had his men scattered all over the city, in search for her, but they was no sign of her. Even when he tried to use her father to bait her, yet she did not show up."How disappointing that your only daughter would rather have you suffering, than turn herself in." He spat disappointedly, looking at the man and his wife."Chester, you should be shameful of the kind of child you've raised. One who'd rather watch you die, than take responsibility for her doings."The man did not say anything, neither did his wife.Of course, they were disappointed that their daughter, whom they've raised properly would be capable of kidnapping a child and hiding the child under the roof, making them look like accomplice to the crime.Who wouldn't?Chester knew that had the girl not been his only child, he would've allowed her bear the brunt of her actions, without any hesitation. However, those admonitions were reserved for later. Now, he was proud
Isabel couldn't catch any wink of sleep that night, as she kept thinking about Madam Magdalene's words of advice.The words were stuck in her head, replaying like they were taped to her memory. No matter how much she tried to shut the voice, the continued to play relentlessly.Of course, she love Sebastian and it was undeniable that he loves her too. Maybe, a lot more than she loves him. However, she loves her sons more. She loves them more than anything in the world, and wouldn't trade them for anything.She could survive anything, but not something happening to any of them.Reynolds's disappearance nearly drove her insaneAfter much tossing and turning, she pulled her weight up from the bed, and picked u her phone which she'd left to charge, on the nightstand.She unplugged it, then dialed Sebastian's number, hoping he would pick up.Fortunately, he did after the second ring."You're still awake, Isabel?" He asked her, his low voice filled with concern,"How are you still awake by t
Isabel woke up quite early the next morning, after not having much sleep, only to be faced with the information that they were moving."Where, and why?""Ma'am, I cannot say why, but that was the order we received this morning from Mr. Bernadotte." Brittany explained to her, going to keep her freshly pressed laundries in her closet."And where is he?"Anger was building inside her, although she tried to keep her voice down and neutral, because the boys were still sleeping."I think sir is in his study now.""Okay."He must have a reasonable reason. He'd better.She calmed herself, looking at her sons who were still sleeping peacefully. Alexander was sprawled on his end, his limbs thrown everywhere, including on Oliver's body.She chuckled softly, amused at his careless sleeping position, which reminded her of hers, according to Sebastian."You're one heck of a careless sleeper, Isabel, but I'd rather sleep with you by my side, than anyone else." He would tell her jokingly, then go ahe
"I tried to leave the office, but Principal Anderson blocked my path. That was the last thing I remember, before waking up hours later, in that room." Reynolds continued, looking at both Sebastian and Zachary,"Ms. Shakira said plenty awful things about you and mommy, especially mommy."Sebastian needed no soothsayer to guess the awful words Shakira must've said to the boy's hearing, about him and Isabel."She called mommy plenty unsavory names, claiming that mommy stole you from her, stole her position and ruined her life." The boy continued,"She claimed that I was the key to separating you and mommy, because you are with my mommy because of me. She also talked about using my kidnap to create a rift between you and mommy.""What rift?" Zachary asked confusedly, staring at both father and son."I don't know, but they were going to make my death look like daddy's fault, so my mommy would leave him." He explained to the man,"I overheard their conversation. She claimed that I was the o