LOGINIsabella walked around their building carefully, her eyes glued to the backyard where Alaric held Sunshine close to his chest, laughter bubbling from his chest at the Kelvin’s jokes causing Diamond to hit him playfully in the chest.He pretended to be hurt, and a smile caressed my lips. She was more than relieved that things were back to normal. The police were still searching for the murderer, but she was at peace knowing Alaric didn't do it. Tessa had tried reaching out to them countless times, but Isabella had ignored her. She had made peace with herself and no longer held that baggage.Yes, Tessa remained unforgiving. But her karma had caught up with her. The guilt tearing at her soul was enough. Isabella didn't want to walk through that lane again.“Baby.” Sighting her, he handed their baby to her godparents before heading towards her. “You haven't healed yet. You should be resting.” She bit on her lower lip to endure the searing pain that came with each step.“I need to let
THIRD PERSON’S POVHer head throbbed badly and she let out a grunt before slowly pulling her eyes open. Instead of the darkness she was now used to, she was met with light. Blurry at first and then gradually the empty space fell into space.Her breath seized. Tears roared down her ears. The air that hit her lungs next was fresh, and it felt like it awoke every part of her body. It….“My poor baby…” She heard her Mother’s wail before she stepped into the room. Slowly she tilted her head and pain jotted through her. Hazel froze for a second then broke into a loud laughter before bursting forward to wrap her arms around her and place kisses all over her face. Isabella let out a soft agonising laugh. “Mom…” Her voice quivered as she tried to wrap her weak arms around her. “I feared I lost you. Again.” Hazel sobbed. “Never again, Ruby. Never again.” Her tears wet Isabella’s cheeks. Alexander and Alaric stood behind them. Alaric’s heavy heart deflating. She was alive. He released in
ALARIC’S POVI had thought that flying would be impossible given the warning, but somehow I had managed to get on the plane. My chest almost burst open from how fast my heart pounded. The journey had been like a ticking bomb for me. The eagerness that held me was high. The urge to see my wife again and wrap my arms around her.Soon, the plane landed, and I got out, heading towards where the cars were parked. I had been in a hurry and had not made enough preparation.As I stood in front of the building, the whole place was filled with people, some laughing with their loved ones, and others trying to get their clients downtown. I stepped into the one I had bought online before I boarded the plane. The newly hired driver was in it, a big grin on his lips.“Billionaire suspect flees this night after the death of his father. Police are on the lookout for…” The voice drifted off the radio.I frowned. That sounded oddly familiar. “Whatever your name is, drive,” I ordered, regardless, scrol
THIRD PERSON’S POV A ringtone sliced through his deep sleep making his groan. His hands rambled over the sheet, the tone was near yet he found nothing until he forced himself up. His eyes ached with intensity, and his skin was caressed by the cool breeze. He had slept off mid tears, and worse, his head against the edge of the bed, while the rest of his body was crouched on the floor. He felt something underneath his knee and stretched to put it out. His phone. Alexander. The name flashed in his vision. Clearing his throat to hide all forms of emotions, he placed it against his ear. “I’m sorry I couldn't make it. I had…something came up. How is my wife?” Alaric let out, scared to tell them what exactly it was that happened. Isabella was no longer the girl he had married. She was the daughter of a powerful family now and him, all he had left was his Father’s name. He feared that they might see him as unworthy of her. She could have anyone now. Literally anyone. “It’
ALARIC’S POV This wasn't the development I expected. My fist slammed into the dashboard as my annoyance consumed me. My end game was to drag her with me to my wife and make her plead for a second chance to live.But women like her didn't even deserve a second chance.I wanted nothing more than to slowly torture her in exchange for what she made my woman go through.My phone ringtone sliced through the air causing me to grunt as I pulled it out. An unknown number. My finger hovered over it as I contemplated between answering or ignoring and finally I slid the green button.“Yes.” I breathed out.“Mr Alaric. This is the police.” There was a pause then some sounds underneath. “We found a body, and we need you to come check if it is him.” My heart skipped a beat. A bead of sweat formed over my forehead.“Where?” My voice sounded distant.“Hallyway Bridge.” With that, the call dropped, and in the next minutes, I was steering the wheel with all my strength while my heart continued to bea
ALARIC’S POVMy jaw clenched over and over again as I awaited the door to open. My patience was standing on the edge of an ice, and it was taking all my willpower not to break down the door and have this over with.Finally, it was pulled open to reveal a young lady with dark hair, she looked too young to be the woman I was looking for. Her eyebrow arched a little as her eyes moved over me.“I’m looking for a Tessa Ray,” I announced, her brows furrowed in the middle.“That’s my mom. Is everything okay? Is she expecting you?” I bit on the inside of my mouth, telling myself to control myself from blurting out the type of monster her so-called mother was. “Yes.” I lied, and she stared at me for seconds before shutting the door.Anger rose in me, and I formed my palms into fists. By the time the door opened a few moments later, it was her. I could tell from how similar she looked to the younger one.She had a bright smile on. Her face filled with evidence of aging. Her once black hair w
ALARIC’S POVMy wife wasn't speaking to me. She had spent the night in another room, leaving me on the bed, which had now become huge and cold. Somehow, I had forgotten this stubborn part of her—the adamant side.“You have to bring her back.” She wouldn't stop hammering, but I couldn't.As much as
THIRD PERSON POVMr Wolfe shoved the things on his table away in one push as his anger grew. He was huffing, his mind in disarray. She didn’t look like she missed him, or didn’t come back to fix things and it made him wonder why she was back.The door was shoved open and Mirabella stormed in, her
THIRD PERSON POV“What are you doing here?” Chris’s disgruntled voice echoed, and his eyes squinted. Bianca rolled her eyes and pushed past him, then headed inside.“Hey! Come back here. You don’t belong in here.” He was yelling, his finger pointing at her, and then his eyes moved to the guard and
THIRD PERSON’S POV“You can't just barge in, Isabel. You could get arrested.” Kelvin advised, while Isabella’s fingers remained clamped around the door latch.Isabella gritted her teeth. “He is right there, K. All we have to do is go in there and get his testimony.” Her voice trembled.They could h







