Completely stunned even more than Shawn, about she had just told him, Isabelle covered her mouth. She knew how to speak French?! Since when? Maybe him being here next to her was more helpful than the others. Maybe it was he and not Billy, the key to jog her memory. Even though she and Billy had talked a lot in the past few days, she still couldn't remember much. Even her chats with Lucy hadn't been very successful. She told her about her father, about the way he changed after her mother's death, about his illness. But Isabelle knew she didn't have all the data yet, that there was still so much more to find out.
Shawn was staring intensively at Isabelle, and not a single muscle was moving on her face. Maybe she was really that good in make-believe... maybe her father had taught her to master this part of the poor, innocent girl...
“What's going on here?” Marie asked, managing to slip into the room passing by her nephew. She turned to Shawn and saw him completely astonished. “Isabelle, dear, are you all right?”“You’re asking this feisty cat if she’s all right?! Are you kidding me?” Shawn exploded shaking his head totally incredulous. “Goddamnit, aunt! She threw a pitcher full of water on me! She’s batshit crazy! She could’ve killed me with that fucking pitcher!”“Shawn Gabriel Grayson, I’m asking you nicely to watch your language and to behave better! What did you say to our sweet Bella to make her react this violently?” Marie asked looking at him intently. He stared at his aunt, surprised that she took the defenses of ‘sw
And that's how Lucy found them. She came up to Isabelle’s room to bring her a tray with breakfast. The housekeeper looked alarmed at the disaster on the floor. Marie left the two of them talking and laughing about everything that had happened. She was happy that Isabelle was starting to remember even more, but she was also very worried about what will happen when she will find out that everything that happened with Andrew, including his death, was the result of Shawn's intrusion into their lives. She liked this fantastic fighter for her nephew. Isabelle was the type of woman she had always wanted for Shawn: beautiful, intelligent, honest, opinionated, courageous. She smiled with satisfaction and went to join her husband for breakfast. Downstairs on the terrace, Shawn was having breakfast with Billy and Chris. He had just fin
Shawn stared at him for a few seconds and after he remained alone on the terrace, he smiled softly... Maybe Isabelle could be the right woman for him, but he had caused her too much pain and he knew that she would never forgive him. Shawn had never thought that behind her little, scared mouse image could be such a fiery woman... He saw that side of her on another occasion: when they had sex... She had changed from being shy to kissing him and responding to him like an expert in just one second. That’s why he thought that she was pretending, that being there, in his arms, was part of a trap. Peter Jones was right; she had given him herself because she loved him. Billy had told him at least a thousand times so far, that Isabelle was in love with him. He heard the horn of a car that stopped in front of the villa. He recognized t
Shawn needed to get away from the villa for a few hours, to clear his mind and recover after the impact the new Isabelle had had on him. All of a sudden, after her ‘explosion’, he had the feeling of really seeing her for the first time. Isabelle, so temperamental and sarcastic was someone new to him; she was completely different from the submissive and fearful Isabelle. This side of her was very exciting but also quite confusing. He wanted to know more about Isabelle, he wanted to discover all her secrets, what were her fears and her desires... Shawn needed to find out everything about her before opening his heart to her. He had to be honest with her and tell Isabelle everything, every little detail. It was necessary for him to empty his soul in front of her. And although her reaction to what he’l
Shawn got off his horse in front of the stables and after saying hi to the guys who worked there, he went over to look for James, the ranch administrator. He was on the phone, but when he saw Shawn, he put it down almost immediately and greeted him. The last time they saw each other was the evening when Shawn had saved Isabelle.“James, thank you for receiving me so quickly!” Shawn said sitting on the chair in front of the desk. “I know you're quite busy these days...”“Shawn, I will always find time for you and your family. Please, tell me how Belle is doing? Everyone is asking me about her...” James asked with a worried look."She's doing fine... She's recovering very well..." Shawn replied. “Who's asking about her?”“Most o
He knew that returning to this room would help him understand his Belle a little better. Everything he needed to know about her, her sufferings, her ups, and downs, was locked inside this room. Shawn pushed all other things away and randomly opened one of the two diaries. What he read made him smile sadly: "A few days ago, I’ve read something that made me smile but also saddened me quite a bit. That’s what the phrase was saying: 'Who loves you, knows four things about you: the pain behind your smile, the love behind your anger, the reasons of your silence, and where to tickle you to make you laugh.' The phrase belongs to Charles M. Schulz, the author of the Peanuts. His words made me think a lot and I realized that, apart from Lucy, nobody knows these things about me. So, I’ll put these words out in the universe&hel
That last thought written by Isabelle hurt Shawn so much that this time he threw her diary against the wall. He could no longer lie to himself and to others... he wanted her in his life, starting that moment, he wanted to keep Belle safe for the rest of her life. He wanted Belle, pregnant or not because he couldn’t see his life without her. And if he wished to have a future with her, it was necessary to confess Belle all that had happened before that damn evening. There was the possibility of never being forgiven by her, that she could run away from him, that she’ll tell him she didn't want to have anything to do with him, but Shawn was determined to fight to conquer her. And there was one more thing to do: talk to Danielle and end their stupid relationship. As he was looking for the cell phone in his jeans pocket, he r
When he got back to the villa, after the funeral, hethought a while about the girl he saw there, but then all the mess with Jennifer happened, and the goodness from his heart and mind disappeared. Jennifer’s arrival in his life canceled the image of the girl with the most incredible blue eyes he had ever seen. Love took him in his arms, flew him to the moon, then broke his wings and made him fall into the deepest darkness. It was though, but he managed to get back. And who found in front of him, in a field full of flowers, in front of the ocean? The same gorgeous blue-eyed girl... Only now she had become a woman. That encounter brought her back to his life, but Shawn realized that her behavior, her way of acting were those of a submissive woman, without courage, without determination. She was the same as all the other women he had dated, whom he had known, who had allowed him to do anything he want