YSABELLE I swallowed the lump in my throat as I turned to Ronan, who was frowning while gazing down at my hand, held by Connor tightly. What is he doing here? How did he find out I'm here? Jeez, this is making me crazy. Why am I so nervous? “Let her go.” Connor started and I could sense the arrogance in his tone. “Do not give me orders.” I cursed silently upon hearing Ronan’s cold tone. “I said let her go.” “I don't talk and accept commands from strangers.” “Stop it, you two,” I hissed. But none of them listen. “Are you challenging me?” “Coming from you? Why not?” I turned to Ronan, and rage was evident on his face. “Ronan, please. Just let me go.” I said calmly to avoid getting the attention of people around us. They are already giving us side eyes with both of these men holding my wrist tightly side by side. “No.” Ronan firmly responded. Connor scoffed. “Let my fiancée go.” I immediately shut my eyes as my heart raced back and forth. Hearing the word ‘fiancee’ fr
RONAN My fingers clenched at the steering wheel as I accelerated the car at full speed. Rage erupted inside my chest as soon as I heard the word ‘fiancee’ from Belle. Fiancée? I never heard that the Cortez heiress is getting married. Are they making me a fool? I abruptly oversteer when a dog suddenly appears on the road. The car swerved off the road until it hit the lamppost. The impact was not that severe. I'm still alive and kicking… and fuming in madness. With a heavy breath, I slammed my fist on the steering wheel. She's engaged. But I won't believe it. “Mr. Volkov, are you alright?” My secret bodyguards gathered around with their guns prepared, searching for the suspicious people around. They are following me secretly to avoid the attention of the public. I don't want to look like a politician who has people always with me wherever I go. So I commanded them to follow me secretly. They opened the door and led me to another car. We made our way to my house safe and s
YSABELLE My heart was about to burst out of my chest as soon as the car stopped in front of a building. I don't know why I have sudden anxiety in this situation. Connor and I are in Toronto, Canada. Just as my father said, I need to be a COO at Connor's company to gain the trust of my father in handling all of our business. I'm the freaking heiress, after all. Sometimes, I think about my life now. There's just a little regret because it seems like my world has become controlled. A little mistake I make will affect the whole clan. I'm being choked and I don't want my next generation to experience this kind of life. When we entered the building, it was silent. No employees were around, except the security guard at the entrance. We made up and the elevator stopped at the 10th floor. I saw two employees at the double door. They greeted us and opened the door. I swallowed my saliva to see the Reid Corporation employees gathered in one huge room. This seems like a meeting hall for
YSABELLE I called my father as soon as the nanny of the twins said that my father was the one who had sent them here. He already knew that I was preventing my kids from being exposed in public. But why is he doing this without thinking? “He wouldn't know if you won't see him. Keep him from realizing that he is their father by every means possible. I'm sick of the noise and mischief of those children!” Was the only thing he said in rage. I can sense his deep fury exploding on another line. According to Ella and Ana, the nanny of the twins, Ashton just spilled juice on my father's documents, and Ashley threw mud in his new Lamborghini. Hearing these things makes me tightly shut my eyes in frustration. They are just kids. Of course, they tend to be messy. The reason why I always obey my father is because of his power and wealth that will protect me and my children from other people. However, my father used that to threaten me when I attempted to disobey him upon coming back to New Yo
RONAN ‘Baby. I love you–’ My jaw tightens as I remember how Belle sweetly said I love you to someone. Baby? Don't tell me that's her endearment with Connor. I tightly shut my eyes and slammed closed the laptop, throwing it on the seat beside me. This is giving me rage all over my body. I massage my temples as I glance outside. It's still early for beer, but I really need one right now. “To the pub house.” I irritatedly told my driver. With a deep sigh, I glance outside, watching the Canadians stroll around the street. As soon as I heard that Belle is here, working at Connor's company, I flew here and accepted one of the Canadian investors' pleas about their plan for next year. “Turn right,” I ordered as I saw the streets going to Belle’s place. With my power, I can easily barge at her place, but I respect Belle’s decision of not wanting to see me. She obviously hates me. Little by little, I will win her heart but I don't know where to start. The car stopped in front of
YSABELLE With my heart pounding frantically in my chest, I search the whole area of the building, together with the useless bodyguards, to find Ashley. She got mad that her nanny wouldn't let her come out and play. I just don't understand how she escaped from the bodyguards. Not far from the entrance of the building, I saw a tiny kid wearing a strawberry-printed dress with a man. It's Ashley! “Ashley! Where have you been–” The color drained from my face as a spasm of fear crossed my whole being. “Ro-Ronan?” Seeing Ronan together with Ashley, my world shattered. With big strides, I sprinted to where they were and grabbed Ashley away from Ronan. “Belle?” My heart hammered into my chest as I ran away from him, avoiding his confused eyes. What is he doing here? How did he know I was staying here? “Belle! I want some answers!” Our bodyguards rushed behind me to stop Ronan from getting nearer. With this bunch of bodyguards, how could they not guard a four-year-old child? Are the
YSABELLE Candice's sudden appearance made my blood boil. She's wearing all the designer brands from head to toe. I bet Ronan spoiled her with his wealth. How funny he asked for another chance while being with this ugly creature. I scoffed. “It's you… the woman who ruined my marriage.” The last time I saw this marine iguana was on my ex-husband's bed, naked. Recalling the past brings back the pain and rage inside my chest. I can't move on until I lay my hands on her. But not here. Her Cheshire cat grin was painted on her red lips. “I didn't ruin your marriage. It was already a disaster when Ronan took you to the altar. You know that.” I clenched my teeth together as I remembered the pain and hardship I experienced from that so-called marriage. But I remained calm. “Anyway, I don't give a damn about the past. Have you had enough of him? If you are, that's good for you.” I started walking down the aisle of the snack bar, trying to ignore her presence. I don't want a headache, a
RONAN After knowing that Ashley was a daughter of Belle, I know for sure she's mine. The way Belle anxiously acted after seeing me with Ashley. But I need to be sure and a DNA test is the way to prove that I'm the biological father of the twins. Striding inside the hospital, I meet a reliable friend to help me with the DNA test and do this privately. If someone finds this out, the Cortez will make a move. I handed the toothbrush that my private investigator got from the nanny of the twins. Of course, we paid her handsomely. “Give me the result as quickly as possible.” He nodded and assured me that he would work that out. If this turns out that the twins belong to me, I now have a reason to really pursue Belle whether she likes it or not. My phone suddenly rang. The tail I put for Belle. “What is it?” “Ms. Cortez accidentally met Ms. Willow in a mall–” F*ck I sprinted to my car and drove off to the address of the mall that was sent to me. As much as possible, I refrain Cand