Masuk" I was hoping I wouldn't have to fuck you up again "
Bella is stunned at his words, she could feel the dangerous vibes he was given. She quickly distanced herself from him. " You are cheating on me, with my sister!" " No " Vaughn says nonchalently " I cheat with other women too " " How could you do this to me?!" " We've had this conversation countless times before. It's not about you. I want some pussy, and I have enough money to get with whomever I want, so why shouldn't I?" " You...You said you loved me " " Loved you " He scoffed coldly. Vaughn felt like laughing at the moment, it was ironic the number of time they've gone through this same scenerio. This was why he couldn't stand Bella, because everything about her felt like it was repeated. But he really couldn't blame her, it was because of her mental illness. " I never loved you Isabella, I've only tolerated you this much due to your condition. I can cheat as much as I want, and you would remember non of it " Bella felt tears run down her rues, she couldn't believe that the man she loved with all her heart was saying this to her. Perhaps it would have been better if Vaughn had only been cheating on her. Right now he sounded like he hated her very existence. Bella ran pass Vaughn and went to her bedroom. She didn't try to leave the house because she knew Vaughn wouldn't let her go. She hurried took out her jot note and scribbled something inside, she then tossed it under her bed. The moment she had done this, the door of the room was pushed open; She had forgot to lock it. Bella wasn't even given the opportunity to try getting away before she was grabbed roughly by her Husband. " Vaughn, Please.." " I don't fucking have time for this today. I wish you'd just stayed out if my way " Vaughn grumbled. He was very irritated by Bella's actions. To him it was like she was prying into his business. He proffered her to be docile, to just stay put and only appear in front of him when he had need for her. Although he didn't want to hit Bella again; he was afraid that someone might start noticing. However he had no choice, he was going to be busy today and he didn't need her interfering in his business. " Whatever " He says. Bella feels pain shoot across her forehead as it hits the Cabinet. " Just fucking sleep " Vaughn tosses her on the bed and stalks out of the room. He alerts the Nurse to bandage Bella up and then left for the Company. The Nurse hurried upstairs to see Bella laying helplessly on the bed. Her heart moved in empathy for the woman, she carely came to move Bella into a more comfortable position. " Go to sleep, It won't hurt as much " Bella looked at the Nurse hesitantly, and she sudden feel a sense of Déjà vu, even though her face was covered in blood from the cut wound on her forehead, and she was feeling very dizzy, Bella still had to ask. " D...Does he always...hurt me?" The Nurse gave her a surprised look. In all the years she had been attending to the Madam after Vaughn was through with her, this was the first time Bella had openly asked this million dollar question. The Nurse was very hesitant. She knew that Vaughn McCoy's security was very tight, and there could be cameras in the room. However, she knew it wouldn't matter. Afterall, Bella wouldn't remember anything tomirrow and Vaughn wouldn't give a shit about what she told her. " He does. But only when you question him. You should stop, just be contented with the fact that you are his envied wife, the one he comes home to everyday " " The one he beats up whenever he wants " Bella says, she doesn't feel sad now, but there was hatred growing steadily in her heart. " It's alright " The Nurse told her. She went to tgw bathroom to retrieve the first aid kit she had left there, when she returned, Bella had passed out from the pain. She shook her head in Pity and remorse, if only she didn't need this job to sustain herself, she might have helped Bella escape this abusive relationship. Slowly, she cleaned and bandaged Bella's wounds * * * Bella woke up in pain. She groggily looked around her and found a strange woman sitting beside her. " Good morning Mrs Mcoy " " Morning. W..Who are you?" " I am Molly, the personal Nurse assigned to you by your husband. You fell down the stairs yesterday and hit your head. Unfortunalesly, Mr Mcoy had a lot of work to do so he couldn't be here " " He's always working " Bella said, feeling solemn that Vaughn would choose to work rather than be by her side when she was tired. The Nurse gave her a strange look, she hesitated before asking. " Have you...ever considered leaving him?" " What? Why would I want to do that?" Bella was taken aback by the question. Vaughn was her life, she'd loved him since they were teens, he had given her no reason to want to leave him. " I love him, I've never considered a divorce before " " Maybe you should" Bella heard the woman mumble, when she asked her what she meant by that, Molly gave an excuse and hurried out of the room to prepare her breakfast. Bella thought there was something strange about the Nurse. She wouldn't have simply asked her to get a divorce if there wasn't some motive behind it. Was she one of the multiple women who wanted Vaughn? But she didn't seem in anyway malicious towards Bella, it seemed more that she was concerned about her. Whatever. She searched for her phone and found it on the cabinet. She was surprised to see the crack on the screen; when had she dropped it? Bella reached for it but clumsily knocked it to the ground. She rolled her eyes at her own silliness and hunched over to pick it up. She noticed the red cover of her personal journal immediately. It was flung under the bed messily. " Why is this here?" She asked herself as she picked it up. Bella was never careless with her journal, because it contained a lot of important dates and events she might be attending. She went through the pages and paused when she came upon the one that contained her messy hand writing. Her body went cold as she read through the sentence scribbled on the page. ' He's An Abuser. He Cheats. Check The Cameras 'Bella didn’t dare go outside casually anymore. She still went to the gym, but she was being very discreet about that.“I can’t believe he came back,” Tracy said as Bella finished narrating the event of the past three days. It was genuinely traumatizing for her. She had expected the whole thing to blow up over the news, but it hadn’t. “Your ex husband sounds so shameless.”“He is! I can’t believe he expects me to go back to him after everything.” Did he think she was that stupid? Bella had anxiously waited for a divorce, she had rejected all of Vaughn’s lawyers’ proposals to give her properties and money. It wasn’t because she didn’t need those things, she had wanted to cut all ties with Vaughn. Taking his money would prove that he could buy her back with the right amount.What was his problem anyway? They had parted ways in a way that would leave his good boy reputation intact. No one knew about the abuse she had endured, rather, most people blamed her for being selfish. They all assu
Vaughn had always been like this. He couldn’t remember a time when he'd been less himself. Even as a young boy, he knew exactly how powerful he was, would be. His mother had always claimed he was destined for great things. He was the only son of such a influential family, so how could he not be great? Vaughn had a sister, but his parents had desired for a son. He was destined to take over the family fortune. His sister had eventually distanced herself, perhaps after realizing that her parents would never see her as anything more than a backup for their precious son. Vaughn didn’t hear much from her. She’d been gone even before he hit his teenage years.It was fine. He didn't think about her either. To the world, his parents had no other children, just him.At school, he drew crowds. Everyone knew him and wanted to be close to him. He was not only good-looking but also had a grounded future. Girls threw themselves at him, and perhaps that was where the mentality came from—bec
Vaughn thought the whole thing was deeply annoying.He had flown all the way from New York to Beijing for her. Cleared his schedule. Postponed meetings. Forced an entire board of directors to wait. And this—this—was how she reacted? Cold and distant?, as if his presence meant nothing.Wasn’t she flattered?He leaned back against his car, jaw tight, fingers tapping lightly against his watch. Time wasn't on his side. He truly had no idea what had gotten into this little wifey of his. She used to be so cute and docile, so eager to please, so desperate for his approval. She used to look at him like he was the center of her universe.Now?Now she was so rebellious , he could hardly even recognize her. A spitfire. She was Sharp-tongued, stubborn, and was getting increasingly difficult to control.And strangely enough, that only made him want her more. After all, he liked his women fiery. The way she looked at him now—angry and almost hateful, It stirred something dark and possessive de
“Were you on a date just now?” Eric’s tone was casual, but his eyes were cold, maybe that was usual with him, but she couldn’t be sure. She didn’t know him that well. He was just someone she knew through her ex-husband. Someone she would rather not know at all.Bella narrowed her eyes. “That’s none of your concern,” she replied sharply. How could she forget the trouble Eric had landed her in last time. A whole fucking Yakuza.Eric leaned back slightly. “I’m just making conversation,” he said smoothly. “Why are you here?”“For coffee,” she said quickly, then realized she didn’t have anything to hide. It’s not like Eric had a say in her life. “I was meeting someone. You?”He didn’t look convinced. “Business trip,” he said, almost too casually, as if repeating a rehearsed line. She had a thought of him rehearsing that line in front of a mirror.Bella let out a laugh. Everyone seems to be on a business trip these days, she thought, rolling her eyes. It was becoming absurd. She was tired
He wanted to meet up with her? Bella was more than surprised. Could it be that he hadn’t seen the photos? Or maybe he simply didn’t care? She had assumed the events of the previous night were nothing but a drunken mess — something no respectable person would want to be caught up in.Who would have thought the man still wanted to meet her?But… did she want to see him again? He was handsome, but that was all she remembered. Besides, she was certain the media would be on her tail, waiting for her to mess up so they could publish it for the world to see.“I’m an adult though.” If even Isaac — who was usually so strict — thought she was overreacting, then maybe she shouldn’t take everything so seriously. The only reason those photos were trending was because of her association with Vaughn, a celebrity. It wasn’t because her actions were scandalous or out of the ordinary. She had been in a club. There were definitely people doing far worse things, like banging in the restrooms.And if she
Bella woke up with a headache the next morning. Thankfully, the butler had brought her some homemade remedy to help ease it. As she stared at her disheveled reflection in the bathroom mirror, she swore she would never drink again.It took almost an hour before she managed to make herself somewhat presentable. When she finally went downstairs for breakfast, she realized everyone else hadn’t gone to work today. It was already almost 10 a.m. How had no one else eaten yet? Did they wait for her so they could all eat together? Either way, she was too hungry to question it.As Bella ate, she noticed the looks. Isaac and Ethan were trying—and failing—to be subtle about it, glancing at her from behind their phones or newspapers. Silas, on the other hand, glared openly. He wasn’t even hiding it.“What’s wrong?” she asked.“Did you check your phone this morning?”“No.” She’d been afraid her head might explode from the hangover; checking her phone was the last thing on her mind. “Why? Did someth







