Semua Bab A Sinful Night: Bab 121 - Bab 130

ISABELLA POVI was anxious, so I cooked a comfort meal for Edward. I didn’t know what else to do—or the best way to apologize for almost poisoning him. Not that he even knew about it, but the guilt gnawed at me so deeply I felt like I might faint. If Lucas ever decided to take revenge and show him the video of me and Alex, I’d be completely done for.A car drove noisily into the yard, announcing Edward’s presence. I heard the quiet hum of the car as he stopped it and then came down from it. I opened the door and peeped, surprised to see that he had driven himself. Even more surprised to see his face red with anger.I have seen Edward angry plenty of times, but his red faced anger was the one i hated the most. He was particularly violent when he was red faced and angry. It meant that whatever had caused him to be so angry that it changed his complexion was surely deep enough for him to be violent about. I rarely saw that side of him, and when I did, it was usually because of something

ISABELLA POVI haven’t seen Brianna in so long, I just stared and stared without saying anything. Her laughter died in her face when she took me in. She adjusted, as if to get a better angle of me and the way I stood.“Are you okay?” Brianna asked.“I…” I started to say, but then my eyes trailed to Edward. He was looking at me. I inhaled deeply and closed my mouth.Edward stood up, laughing cheerily. It is surprising how he could effortlessly shift from one character to another. It didn't feel like I knew him. Had I underestimated him all these while?Still laughing, he placed an arm around me and I instinctively hunched under his weight and the way they pressed on my wounds. He rubbed me roughly and withdrew his hands.“I’ll leave you girls to catch up and tell each other stories,” he said. “And Brianna, the maids are on holiday leave so if there’s anything you want, Isabella will see to it.”Brianna chuckled pleasantly. “I’ll just see to it myself. I would hate to bother you guys.”

EDWARD’S POVIt was silent in the garden, and all I could hear were the chirps of birds as they flew by. Isabella cleared her throat beside me, pulling me back to reality. I blinked and looked down at my hands, which were open on the table, holding the cutlery. I glanced up, scanning everyone’s faces.We were seated in the garden for dinner, the lights in the yard casting a warm glow and giving the place a Christmassy feel. Normally, I would have loved this setting—I used to—but things weren’t the way they used to be. Not anymore.For one, my wife was cheating on me with my son. And to make matters worse, my other adopted son had decided it was a good idea to threaten me with exposing their affair, dragging our family’s disgrace into the open.“Do you know how badly that would affect us?” I wanted to yell at him. “Do you know how many stocks we would lose, how our reputation would be dragged to the mud?! Do you know that we would lose everything?!”But I couldn’t scream at him. For on

ALEXANDER POVMy father was just about entering his bedroom when I drew him back and pushed him against the wall. It was a very tough act, putting my hands on my dad like that. I wanted to do more. I wanted to pummel his face into the wall and break every bone in there until he learnt his lesson.Olivia gasped, drawing me away from him. “What are you doing, Alex? Stop!”I inhaled deeply and stepped aside, my fury still clouding my vision. “What kind of man are you, huh?” I yelled at him. “Ambushing on me like this, and treating your wife this way!”Edward, with Olivia’s help, straightened and pushed himself up from where he’d fallen against the wall. He suddenly seemed tired, older—like he wasn’t the one who had literally destroyed Isabella’s skin beyond repair. I laughed, the sound sharp, my anger doubling.“What is the meaning of this?” Edward questioned. “I already told you, Alex, I can’t let you work for me anymore.”“And why is that?” I demanded. “Why the hell will you beg me for

ALEXANDER POVI called Edward for the tenth time that day with no answer. His silence was making me anxious. By now, I had already overthought every possible action and reaction that had brought me to this very moment where I was worrying about my dad.A week now, and not a single word from him. What was going on?I got into my car and drove to his house. Whatever it was that made him go awry on me like that, we needed to talk it out. The worst of the matter was that Isabella was also silent. Something was very, very wrong. I could feel the bad omen itching the back of my neck.Because I knew Edward’s gate password, I was able to drive into his compound. I went up to his door and gave three, sharp knocks. A moment later, Isabella opened the door. When she saw it was me she started to close it, but I stopped her by placing one foot on the door.“I’m not here to see you,” I said.Then I pushed open the door and stepped inside, my eyes automatically scanning the whole place in search of