Semua Bab I FELL IN LOVE WITH MY SECRET BILLIONAIRE BODYGUARD: Bab 41 - Bab 50

SERGIOI hear Diego screaming so loud. It is in the middle of the night, and I am in my room trying to work on a new case since I was put off the Alonso company, especially after I got married to Paula. Yes, my work as a cop has never stopped. It turned out to be that being a cop is my favourite, rather than an office job, but that does not quite mean that I will neglect my businesses.Whew, I cannot wait to get back to the island with my wife so that I can tell her all the things I have been keeping away from her. This is not marriage at all if it is built on lies, my lies. But here is a thing; I may have lied about Cassey, and so far, that is the only thing I have lied about. I am a cop, and I was working as an undercover cop, investigating Paula’s family and according to my contract, I am not supposed to disclose that information to anyone, not even Paula until my contract is over. Now that it is, I can tell her. But, she is going to hate me so, I must be prepared for anything. I h

SERGIOI am pacing up and down the corridor, scratching my head. Paula got hit by a car while trying to cross the road. She was rushed to the hospital as soon as the paramedics arrived. I came with them here and she has been in theatre since, and I have got nothing from the doctors or nurses. I really hope my wife is okay. I still need her.God knows I was so ready to tell her everything. I wanted to work on our marriage, and I wanted to earn her trust again, but her parents happened. I am angry, hurt, and confused. Why was Paula ignoring me and sounding so mad at me? I cannot even get over the look she gave me when she walked into the hotel. I was so happy to see her, but she looked sad, hurt, and like someone who has been crying. Her look was filled with hate towards me, and that did hurt. At first, I thought that she found out about my identity, but the way her family was talking, I doubt she knows.I take out my phone and make a call to my mother. She answers almost immediately. A

SERGIOApollo has come to visit me in my holding cell, and I just found out from him that my wife is awake. She has been up for two days now, and it hurts me so much that I was not the one she had woken up to. It is all my fault. If it was not because of me, maybe we wouldn’t all be where we are today. I probably do deserve to be locked in here because my wife does not deserve me.Whom am I fooling? I already feel like I am going crazy. I miss Paula so much, and I wish I could just hold her. How is she doing? Does she miss me? Is she worried about me? Is she still mad at me? I wish I could hear her voice and talk to her, but it can never happen when I am locked up in here. Damn, I should have just killed Bruce and got arrested for something relevant. I know that he is only trying to prove a point by not dropping the charges. I am yet to go to court tomorrow morning and hopefully, I get bail. My superiors are giving me a very hard time for not pulling myself together. I was supposed to

PAULAI have had so many visitors coming to check on me, and I am so happy to know that there are people who still cared about me, like my work colleagues, old friends, and Angela. I was hoping to see Carolina walking in, but I guess she will never come.With all the physical pain that I am enduring all over my body, it can never be compared to the one that I am feeling in my heart. I have never felt so disappointed and hurt as I am. I cannot believe I grew up believing that Belinda is my mother. I loved that woman, I admired her style, and she was the reason I studied fashion design because I idolised her and loved the way she dressed. She loved clothes as much as I did. She was so beautiful, and I thought that we both had something in common because she was my mother, but it was all a lie. She was ugly on the inside, and she hated me. It just makes sense now.“What makes sense?”I gasp, looking up at Jade from the wheelchair.“Did I say that out loud?” I ask, shyly dropping my eyes.

PAULITA As soon as my husband left, I was helped back to my bedroom and to my surprise, I found a bouquet of flowers, red and white roses to be specific, and a toiletry bag. On the bedside table, there is a basket of fruits and goodies. I roll the wheels of the wheelchair towards the bed and pick up the bouquet and inhale them, smile, and pull the card out before I read it. “I know I messed up, and I know that you are mad at me, which you have every right to be by the way, but all I am asking for is a chance to explain everything and be clean to you. What I do not want is to lose you. You are special, my baby girl. I love you so much, and please believe me when I tell you that my intention was not to hurt you; I was just afraid to hurt you and lose you. Please forgive me and come back home to me. I promise I will make things right. Love, Sergio,” To be honest, a lot has been broken, and it is going to take a while before we fix it. I love Sergio so much and to be honest, I want