Lena strolled around the Hospital's parking lot to see Darian where he was seated on the cemented chair, hands wrapped over his chest as his eyes roamed the surroundings. She had been with her husband long enough to know when he was in a mood. Right now, his lips were curved in a frown, his eyes were harsh and he was repeatedly tapping his feet against the floor. That was a hint that he was worked up about something and she knew what it was.She smiled and walked up to him. "A penny for your thoughts," she said, sliding next to him. She crouched down on the chair and looked up to meet Darian's eyes. "What's on your mind?" She asked."A lot, Lena. A whole lot and I don't even know where to start from." He relaxed his back on the chair, huffing a drained sigh. "How is she? What did she say after I left?""Nothing much, she wants to be my friend." She laughed. "She's the jovial type, I think she just needs time to get better and to familiarise herself with us. Tell me, what are your pla
Darian got a call and had to leave for New York, he left Lena with his mother, hoping something positive would come up while he was away.Lena had just served Isabella's food on the small plate that was recommended by the Doctors for her daily meal. She smiled at her, persuading her to come to eat, but Isabella didn't get up from the bed. Instead, she was gawking and smiling at Lena."Are we now friends?" She asked Lena."Of course, we are." Lena sat close to her on the bed. She wished she could tell her that they were more than friends, that they were family, and that she was her son's wife. "Now, will you eat? I want to serve you as a friend." She successfully lured Isabella into eating the whole food. When the plate of rice was empty, she asked if she wanted more but she shook her head in declination. Lena didn't argue, she was satisfied that Isabella got to eat something, at least."That man you came here with, where is he?"Isabella stared at Lena, awaiting her response as she a
As soon as Darian got home, he summoned all his bodyguards and warned them against letting anyone into his house without his permission. Isabella was now home with them and he had a feeling that they might be after him to find out if he had a relationship with his mother, the one they'd give the enemy."I will go see her in the guest room," Lena said to Darian when they were in the living room. "She will be fine, you don't have to bother about her, trust her with me. We are friends already." She smiled, linking her arms with Darian. She looked up at him, leaning forward to kiss his cheeks. "You've been stressed out lately, how about you just rest and…" He crashed his lips onto hers, kissing her senselessly, halting her mid-sentence."Darian, she might be watching us." She pushed him away, but he pulled her closer."She's with her maid, and besides, you started it first. Didn't you?" He teased her lips, caressing her cheeks as he stared lovingly into her eyes. "And now, I feel like I w
"No, my husband didn't get this for me," Lena responded."Then how did it get here?" Isabella furrowed her eyebrows in confusion.Lena shrugged her shoulders. "Do you remember anything about it?" She took the painting from Isabella and smoothly ran her fingers through it. "Can you tell me the things you remember about it?" She led her to the bed. They crouched down and there was a long silence between them. Isabella rested her palm on her jaw, trying to mull over everything that had happened in her life. Nothing was clear, even the ones she remembered about Raymond were not exactly clear. She sighed and looked at Lena."I wanted that and Raymond was ready to get it for me, but I can't remember what happened and why I didn't get that anymore.""Nothing at all?" Lena was disappointed. She expected more, she wanted Isabella to tell her more. She wanted to tell Darian all about what she'd discussed with Isabella, but she could only do that if she opened up to her."I can't remember anyt
Darian had been gone for two days now, two days without picking up Lena's calls or calling her to tell her his whereabouts and why he left the house in a hurry that evening. She was worried to death, it had never been like that, she and Darian had grown stronger for him to treat her like an alien. It really pissed her off, but she occupied herself with getting acquainted with Isabella, trying her best not to think too much about her husband, but then, it couldn't be helped."What's on your mind?" Isabella noticed how unhappy Lena had been over the days and she felt asking her the cause of her gloomy mood was the best to do. She was feeding, clothing her and even giving her a comfortable shelter and caring about her was the least she could do for her."Nothing," Lena increased the volume of the television, fixing her eyes on the family soap opera she used to watch with Darian whenever he wanted to spend time with her in the living room. Kissing her teeth, she glared at Isabella and s
Darian grabbed Lena's arm before she could go farther away from him, she tried to jerk her arms away from his grip, but he was stronger."Let go of me, Darian!" She yelled, her expression stern and grim. "Hey, I know that you are mad at me." He said."Of course, I am. So, you should get the fuck out and go back to where you are coming from. Go back to where you went for two days and never bothered to call, text, or pick up my calls when I called you. I was here worrying about you and all you could do was snub me. Isn't it?" She chewed her lips, stretching out her hand to Darian who had a confused expression marring his face.He knew that she was mad at him and he honestly didn't know where and how to start."I had to leave that night, Lena." He said calmly.She folded her arms against her chest, not replying to him. "So, why did you ignore me for days? I thought we were one already. Did you have to do that?" She headed towards the lounge and he followed swiftly behind."I didn't igno
It'd been a month since Isabella moved in with Darian and Lena. Things hadn't been all rosy for her and most especially for them, they'd always try to keep up with Isabella and her moods. Ever since that day she'd had a conversation with Darian, things had changed between them and she had tried to always avoid him whenever he was present. But maybe she would have to call him today if Lena didn't stop behaving funnilyLena had been roaming the living room, supporting her back with both hands. She had been complaining of headaches and backaches and Isabella had been trying to help her out with whatever she wanted. She wondered what happened to her the previous night, she was fine the previous day and she didn't have any of these strange attitudes."What do you want to eat?" Isabella asked when she'd crouched down on the sofa. Her eyes were fixed on Lena, she was looking a bit different."Chicken," Lena responded."You rejected the chicken the first time I brought it to you." Isabella s
The bodyguards drove behind Lena as she made her way to the hospital. She had stopped them from driving her this time, even after so much persuasion, she didn't let them drive her and they resorted to following behind as she drove.She halted the car's engine when she arrived at the hospital. Trepidation crammed her insides, she looked over to where Isabella was comfortably seated on the passenger's seat with a small encouraging smile tugged at the corner of her lips."Isa," she drawled, almost trembling. "I don't think I want to go in there for the test." Dropping her head on the seat, she heaved an exasperated sigh and wriggled her head in worry."Why not?" Isabella queried. "You should be excited that you are about to get one of the best news you would ever hear. Why are you being pessimistic?""Isabella," Lena huffed a sigh. Thinking carefully about her next words, she contemplated telling Isabella about her past pregnancy, but those words felt heavy. After careful thought, she le