Sacramento. The city of trees. The city with the seventh largest world economy. A growing metropolitan. Home to over 500,000 folks. Or at least that was what google had told Isabella. And in a way, it wasn't wrong. Sacramento did have a lot of trees. The side view of her simple apartment was a testimony to that. Trees lined the other side of the road, looking absolutely beautiful. Every time she woke up, it was to the pretty green scenery, the soft rustling of leaves and the branches dancing to the gentle breeze. For a heartbroken soul like Isabella, it was healing and she was glad she had paid for the place. It was secluded. It was beautiful. And it was far away from Seth. What more could she ask for? Isabella sighed and left the window where she stood, staring at the trees. And her potted vegetables. It was her second week in Sacramento and while things hadn't been easy, especially when it came to settling down with the little money she had left, she didn't think it was a total
"Isabella," Seth shouted, jolting awake from his sleep. He felt the other side of the bed with his hand but it was empty just like the day before. It has been two days since Isabella decided to leave abruptly. He fell asleep last night thinking about her and dreamt about how she came back running into his arms and kissing him passionately. "Has she come back? Where is she?" Different questions kept running through his mind as he jumped out of bed. He put on his robe quickly and went straight to Isabella's room. It was stupid, he knew, but damn him if he still didnt cling to the hope that she was back. Opening the door, he pictured her sitting pretty on the now empty bed breastfeeding one of the twins while the other one cried. He remembered when they would bathe the children, feed them and sing lullabies together. "All that is gone now." He said shutting the door. "I need to clear my fucking head." Seth headed downstairs to the kitchen to make himself a strong cup of coffee. Cogn
"What's happening?” Seth woke up to the sound of his babies crying. “I hired a goddamn nanny.” He put on his robe quickly and went to the children's room to meet the nanny, desperately trying to silence the children aggressively. “What do you think you're doing?” He asked, walking into the room calmly with his hands in his pocket to avoid hitting her. He wouldn't hit a woman, but he didn't think he could control himself if his children are involved.She turned round to face him. “I was, I was just-” she stuttered, she wasn't expecting him to walk in on her.“You're laid off, I don't want to see you anywhere near this house in five minutes. I'll send your salary to you” He said, ordering her out of the room. “It's not your fault”. He said, shaking his head after she left. He picked up one of the twins and tried calming him down.Two weeks had passed since Isabella abandoned him and the children. He searched all over the city, but he couldn't find her. He had gone to visit her mum, bu
The loud horn from the car Seth almost crashed into jolted him back to reality. He turned the wheel in the opposite direction quickly to avoid an accident. He was angry and wasn't thinking straight as he was driving. He knew he shouldn't be on the wheels in that state of mind, but he didn't care.“What more damage could another accident do to me?” He thought to himself. He wanted to head over to Kaitlyn's house immediately, but he knew he would do something he would eventually regret, so he stopped at a nearby bar to get some Brandy to clear his head instead. “One glass of Brandy please." He ordered, taking his seat at the bar table. Some girls present there approached him and began to rub their hands all over him. Seth shook his head in disapproval, but they didn't seem to get the memo, and they continued. “Get your hands off me." He shouted, attracting everyone's attention. He was done with girls, all the ones he had ever been with before Isabella seemed to attract bad luck. Just
“Up yet?” Melody screamed over the phone as soon as Isabella picked up. It was another Monday of work. A solid month since she had arrived in Sacramento and though she had settled in with the people and the environment fast, she hadn't gotten accustomed to Melody's screams.Isabella didn't bother to get an alarm clock. Every weekday morning, Melody made it a point of duty to call Isabella early in the morning, they always did the trick. On the rare days when they didn't, Melody would walk over to her door and knock on it until she opened it, making sure she was awake. “I'm up, I'm up” Isabella screamed back through the phone sitting up in bed. She ran her fingers through her hair and looked at the wall clock. It was seven am. Perhaps she ought to be relieved that Melody hadn't woken her up by six this time. Work wasn't until nine, she had two hours to prepare. She put on a brown slip-on dress and decided to get some coffee from a nearby café. “Do I have something on me?” She asked
CHAPTER 140.The video did nothing but make Isabella furious.“Parading me everywhere like I'm a fucking trinket! Does he think I'm cheap? He thinks talking about the twins would make me go back to him! He wishes!” She said aloud to herself as she lay on her bed. A pang of guilt struck her as her mind drifted off to the twins and she buried her face in her pillow, quelling the urge to cry. She wished she had never left them behind. And perhaps, she would go back for them when she had made enough money to cater to their needs. Enough to look Seth in the face and tell him she didn't need his help raising her babies. But that was the future! Right now, the whole of Sacramento was beginning to get nosy! Everyone had stared at her constantly, probably wondering if she was the billionaire's baby mama or just some lookalike. Wait a damn minute! Melody had to have seen the video, right? Isabella sat up at the thought. Why had she acted as if she had absolutely no idea why people were st
Dressed in a suit and matching tie, Seth checked himself in the mirror before picking up his briefcase from the table and heading out to the corridor.After two months of an intense search for Isabella with futile results, Seth decided he couldn't put off work anymore unless he was ready to allow the business to go down the drain. He resumed his position at the office but didn't stop his search for Isabella. He contacted every TV show in the city and attended as many interviews as possible, yet he hadn't received a single piece of information from anybody. It was starting to get scary. Stepping out of his room, he went to the children's room to check on them before leaving the house. He met Beatrice trying to feed Vicky, who just kept on kicking her legs and cooing.“Let me do it,” Seth said, taking the bottle from her. He lifted Vicky from her crib and tried putting the bottle in her mouth the way his mom taught him, but she turned her face away, refusing the food.“I guess she's n
“Living the celebrity life,” Isabella remarked jokingly on her way home with Melody. She seemed to enjoy the attention she was getting, everyone kept on turning their heads in her direction as she passed. The stares no longer bothered her anyway. She was used to it. It wasn't like there was anything she could do to stop them. She had tried, but of course it was futile. Who was she to stand against the whole of Sacramento? Besides, she was convinced it was just for the meantime. Soon Seth would get tired of ranting all over the media and everything would be back to normal. “That's the dream, girl.” Melody replied, high-fiving her. “Give them something to talk about, and boom you're famous.” They both burst into laughter at this statement, attracting even more attention.“I noticed Eric talking to you earlier in the office. What was that all about?” Melody asked with a suspicious look on her face after the laughter subsided. "Didn't think I would ever say this, but Eric might just