Lahat ng Kabanata ng His sidepiece : Kabanata 161 - Kabanata 165

ISABELLAI watched as Chris's face bent into a frown. I expected him to stand up to Alex, and claim his position, but either he was too chicken or just knew his place, so he stepped back. Alex stood before me, and I ensured I had anything but the slightest of smiles on my face.I watched as he skimmed me from head to toe. “You look…stunning,” he said,I couldn't remember the last time he had looked at me like that, or even looked at me at all.“Are we going to dance, or will you keep gawking at me?” I asked, raising a brow.He took a step back, “let's dance,” he said, stretching forth his hands. I took it, and followed him to the dance floor.The song chosen was a slow, and soulful one. We danced rhythmically, with his hands on my waist, and mine on his shoulders.I took a whiff of bus perfume, and my knees weakened. Alex never played with scent, and that was one of his most attractive attributes. The dance continued, and I silently searched for El through the crowds. It was hard t

EMMAAs I approached Isabella, she eventually paused then turned around. I watched as she crossed her arms across her chest, “what do you want?” She asked ,with a sneer.“I want to talk,”She chuckled. “You want to talk. After years of ruining my marriage, you want us to talk? What do you want to talk about?” She spat,I pleaded an arm forward. “Please, just calm down. I have left Alex, haven't I?” She hissed, “We know you only left my husband because you found another site to dig your gold.” I sighed, “you have every right to be mad at me, and to have awful thoughts about me.” I continued, she only glared harder, “I just want you to know that I am sorry. I truly am. I have wronged you in many different ways-”“And you'll do it again.” She cut in.I sighed deeply, “no, I won't. I won't do it again, because I'm sorry. I have left Alex.”“Oh, no no no. You can have him. Gone are the days when I wanted him. You can fucking have him. I'm done with him.”I sighed, “fine. For what it's wo

EMMA“You know what? Prepare, we are going out for dinner tonight.” I giggled at his words. He was radiating excitement. “You're so excited about this,” I said, again.“Who wouldn't be?” He asked,“Having the best woman in the world bring your child is one of the best gifts life could ever give to me. I feel like we need to plan a more elaborate celebration.” He said,I watched as he moved around.“I'll get a makeup artist, and some designers over. The dinner won't be tonight, it'll be tomorrow. I need to plan this dinner specially. It needs to be a celebration to remember.”I smiled widely at him, “all this for a child that hasn't been born yet?”“Of course.” He exclaimed.THE NEXT DAY.I had been bursting with excitement ever since I got back from my doctor's office. It had been confirmed that I was a three weeks pregnant. The makeup artist had arrived an hour later, alongside the designers.I sat still as they worked professionally, giving me the outlook I had chosen.Samuel had