All Chapters of Beautifully Unfinished: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

49M I R A N D AThere are paps everywhere right outside our address and things had been getting pretty much out of hand. Lately it seemed like everyone wants to know everything about us and everything that happened to Ben even though they aren’t even included in our lives and we are not even obliged to give out statements.The only question that I have in mind is, how in hell are we going to go inside our house safely in the midst of these fleet of photographers and fans who only knows nothing but either praise you or discriminate you. It’s as if they make us feel that we are entitled to answer them, in the first place we did not even sign up for this.I didn't know we'd become this famous in just a matter of days as soon as the scandal in that restaurant circulated around the media. When your name gets associated with Hugo Saintclare, there's really no escape from the cameras, media, dramas and more people who'll invade your privacy just to get a scope from you, twist the truth with

50.5HUGO: How's Ben today? I'm sorry I couldn't come around, had some things to do. Don't worry I'm still in New York."Probably related to Audrey." I muttered to myself.MIRANDA: Ben's fine. Don't worry, Landon hired some people to guard us and some nurses as well.HUGO: Hired? People? Why? What for? Why did he do that?MIRANDA: Just like you, he wants Ben’s safety too. He's my lover and he feels obligated over Ben and I. He's making sure of our safety. I think there's nothing wrong with it. You don’t mind him being a father to Ben, right?HUGO: Yeah I don’t. That's actually great. I am sorry I did something today without asking about your opinion.My brows creasing as I typed the words: What do you mean?HUGO: Are you watching TV right now?MIRANDA: No. I'm in Ben's room.HUGO: Do me a favor, put your TV on and turn to channel 4. It's about to start in a few minutes.I stand from the bed and carefully walk my way to the living room. I sit down on the couch and turned on the televis

51.5I smiled."Such a very brave and bold choice of words Hugo. I admire you for doing this for Miranda and Ben. All you want is that people to chill and back off your case and all of this." She tells me.He nods and answers firmly, "Yes. As much as possible, yes. Miranda and Ben needs some privacy. They need their privacy back. They're just ordinary people who got involve in this crazy world because of me. And now I know she's happy with Landon.”A smile creeps on my face.“I think all of us needs some privacy." Hugo adds."We know how much you want to keep your privacy back and we understand how badly you want it for Ben and Miranda. Moreover now that you've left the limelight years ago but people are still lingering to you.” She says."Thank you." He answers."Any message for Audrey? I bet she's watching us right now."Hugo stares at the interviewer intently. "I'll be coming home soon. We have a lot of things to talk about as well so I need to get back to England anytime from toda

52.5"No, I'm not shutting up. You tell yourself you love Landon because that's what your mind is telling you. But what does your heart say? You force yourself that you love him, that he means everything to you but why do I feel like you're still into me when we're together? Your heart is beating fast when you're with me and I feel it. Don't you lie. Why do you get nervous when I'm around?"I push him away from me because I feel like what he's telling me is true, "Back off. You don't know what you're saying.""I clearly know what I am trying to tell you. You can fool your mind but you can't lie to what your heart says.""Stop it.""You tell yourself that you love Landon but honestly you still want me." He says."That's not true!""You lie too much." He spits.Hugo suddenly cup both of my cheeks and pulled my face closer to him. His lips landed on mine and he begins to kiss me, slowly. My eyes bolted from my sockets when I felt his soft lips on me but I wasn't kissing him back.He's th

53.5I gape in surprise as I hear him finally speaking. My tears are now falling over my cheeks because I know that I was not just hearing things. I am not just dreaming that I was hearing Ben's voice. Ben finally talked. He finally talked after almost two weeks of being silent. The therapy is helping Ben. My tears fall down my cheeks again, it's flooding my cheeks and I'm just too happy to hear him calling me mommy again."You... You just talked Ben." I cup his cheeks and he tries to smile."S-Surprise.” He says happily.“Oh Ben.” I sob as I cup his face.“I'm... I’m not.... Mad... At you." He tries to talk and even though he was having a hard time, I am still proud of him.I smile at what I just heard from Ben's mouth. I kiss his forehead and held my arms around my son. I couldn’t be more proud of him. I am too proud. He just talked. He just told me he's not mad.Ben is recovering.Ben is really recovering.Little by little he's already recovering and I can see that he's really tryi