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EX-HUSBAND’S LAST CHANCE AT LOVE CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED AND TWENTY SEVEN
ISABELLA’S POVUntil the words had slipped past my lips, I didn't realize how true my reality was and a million thoughts flooded my head. There was one that stood out like a warrior.Would he ever leave me if I were stuck this way?“Don’t say that, baby. Please don’t.” I could hear my husband saying as he kept his arm around me. His voice shook and being unable to tell what expression he had on was unbearable.The second his arms let me go, the void within me deepened. I could hear things moving but nothing came to mind. Being unsure of what could happen in the next minute was terrifying. She was silent now but I could hear his footsteps.“Babe—” I let out, afraid of the unknown.“I’m here, baby. I want to tuck Sunshine back in bed.” I squeezed my eyes shut as relief downed its rain on me the minute his voice flooded my ears.There was this hollow feeling embedded in my stomach from having to depend on someone to get things done. I don’t know how many minutes ticked by but soon h
EX-HUSBAND’S LAST CHANCE AT LOVE CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED AND TWENTY SIX
THIRD PERSON POVCortical Blindness.The Doctor’s diagnosis rang in Isabella’s head once again as she stared at the blur, emptiness deep-rooted within her. The baby had taken her sight. Temporary or not, the doctor couldn't say how long this would last. The past hours had been the toughest of her life. Discomfort engulfed her, her heart was thumping so fast as she feared what lurked around her. She tried to picture an image of her face but not much popped up. Before now it never occurred to her to stare at herself regularly. “What if I never see again?” Alaric heard her say as he sat on the edge of the bed, worry in his eyes. She had not spoken a word since they left the hospital about an hour ago. He moved closer to her.“Don’t say that, Is. I believe—”“Trying to sweet-talk me won’t change the fact that everything is painted in a color now—” Her voice cracked. “The color of nothing.” His heart squeezed with pain. Above everything, he blamed himself for what he knew he had no po
EX-HUSBAND’S LAST CHANCE AT LOVE CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED AND TWENTY FIVE
ALARIC’S POV“We don’t do milkshakes,” I informed in a flat tone and watched Mr Brian raise a brow.“Not yet but the demand is high. I will suggest you think about it. I brought testers.” We were sitting in my office in Georgia. But we weren't alone. Two other people were here. Male and female, both in their twenties. The flight had stretched into hours and luckily he understood and was willing to wait. My company was the current big talk and anyone would be more than pleased for a chance to be a part of this.But milkshakes?That never crossed my mind.“We make cupcakes, Mr Brian. No milkshakes.” I repeated. My eyes followed him as he adjusted in his seat. “It will increase family orders and my city would definitely demand for more. I promise you massive sales.” My eyes searched his face as I could tell he was sincere. My secretary had said something about that too. That people were asking for something to pair our cupcakes with.“Fine. I will take a look.” His lips broke into
EX-HUSBAND’S LAST CHANCE AT LOVE CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED AND TWENTY FOUR
ALARIC’S POVOvernight, the smell of baby powder seemed to have heightened in the air. A scent I never thought I would come to accept wholeheartedly, and learn to love with everything that beat in my chest.Standing beside the crib, I stretched my arms to slowly let her small body fill my palms before cradling her to my chest.Would it be weird if I admitted that my body was shaking? Her body was so tiny. Too small that I feared I might crush her if I held her this way for too long. “Hey—slow down,” I muttered, rocking her gently amid her small cries. The way her small hands moved, her eyes glittered with tears. I checked her diaper a few minutes ago, and it was dry. Her sock was still on, so what could be the reason for her discomfort? My forehead formed a wrinkle. “Look, sunshine, I have no idea what I’m doing, alright? So be gentle on your Father.” My eyes are holding her grey ones. They are big and innocent. As though understanding me, her lips broke into what looked like a
EX-HUSBAND’S LAST CHANCE AT LOVE CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED AND TWENTY THREE
THIRD PERSON’S POVAfter four days, Isabella begged him to let her come back home because she was tired of being stuck in there. It made her wonder how people who had to be there almost all their lives did it. It felt too boxed for her.She had fed the baby and put her to bed whilst Alaric sorted out work in the sitting room. He had apologized to her about a million times.“I should be here with you but I have something pressing I need to quicky attend to.” Those were his words two hours ago.She wasn’t angry in the bit because she knew that his work was demanding as well due to how fast they were rising. His new branches were under construction and he was working towards hiring the right people.Alaric’s head was consumed with so much that it ached. He couldn't be in multiple places at the same time, and sharing his business secret would be dumb. He knew he would have to find a way around it.The doorbell rang causing Isabella to walk towards the door but she found Alaric standing th
EX-HUSBAND’S LAST CHANCE AT LOVE CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED AND TWENTY-TWO
THIRD PERSON’S POVMonths had passed since the wedding and Isabella was fully settled and happy. She was standing in front of Rex and the clients. Staring at the display on the wall projector.“—and all I think about Love that bounds.” She completed, her eyes drifting from him to them as they sat across the large oak desk. Her back ached from having to carry this pregnancy for so long. Her legs could barely bear the weight but she was stronger than whatever this was. Isabella watched them whisper something to themselves before they nodded.“Phoenix. This concept you have proposed is exactly what we need. It’s unique and we knew we wouldn't be disappointed after your amazing stories weaved around the countries.” The first man informed. “We are not just giving you the go-ahead on this. We wouldd appreciate if your handled it from start to finish.” Isabella's lips curled with a smile. “I will be honored to.” She confessed. Rex beamed happily at her, nodding his head. “We will hav
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