บททั้งหมดของ Becoming Mrs DeLuca : บทที่ 71 - บทที่ 80

ISABELLA POV The car ride back home is silent, my hands shake slightly, anxiety filling them at the view I just saw. “Bella” he whispers beside me trying to over fight but I back away, if possible I would enter the doors “I did that to defend you, if I didn’t do it,-‘’ he sighs, “Theo would have rubbed it off on the other men and the gang would lose respect” “The way you killed him was cake for you Dominic,” I say my hands shaking, “You stabbed him, and’. I look down at his hands still covered by blood, “You did it so easily, how many men have you killed like that?” ”Isabella,” he mutters softly, his finger pulling closer to brush mine, but I move away, fear running through my veins, I can’t look at him the same way anymore He sighs turning his head away, “Fine, think what you want or say whatever you want but I did that. To protect you and our family name, I can't ever regret protecting you” The worse sting at my center, I turn my head away and my eyes meet with the moun

Isabella POVWe finally get home safely, “I can’t believe we couldn’t enjoy the vacation for even twenty-four hours” I whisper helping him lay down Thelma behind me with a first aid kit.“We can do it another time, but after we catch who is doing all this” he winces I turn to Thelma, “I will take it from here, you can go” I nod at her“Are you sure mam? He looks badly Injured” she says her brows upturned and lips pulled into a tight smile, a worried expression plastered on her face.“I’m sure, there are just bruises, I will fix it” I nod reassuringly at herDominic sends her a nod and she passes me the first aid kit walking away.“You don’t know who it is yet?” I raise a brow at him, now my face filled with worry, I sit beside him pulling open the first aid kit.He sighs heavily, his eyes empty, but he turns to me slightly, knowing he can’t lie to me, “I sent my best hunters to find out who it was and they came up with nothing, the attack at the island was just random assassins sent

ISABELLA POV“Where is Dominic?” I ask Thelma as I walk into the house, as soon as Dominic could be on his feet, I started ignoring him, I had not seen him face to face and he was probably confused by now.“He is not in at the moment,” she says turning away as I climb up the stairs“Mam,” she says acting nervous halting me at the top of the stairs“Mr. Dominic has been asking about you but I have been making excuses, what should I tell him next time?” She says, head cast down, her eyes can barely meet mineI know I put her in a hard position to lie and cover for me this few week and it has been telling on her.“Tell him. Am helping my mom plan a party, a banquet, or a wedding? Nothing, we can’t run out of ideasHe frowns, “Why are you doing this Mrs, Sir, Dominic has been intensely worried.” He says her face scrunching together in a frown, “He looks so lost these few weeks mam’ she frowns her voice cracking, “I apologize for anything he has one, last. Forgive him” she begs hands toget

DOMINIC POV The room is dark when they finally make their way to the house, my temper had calmed down finally after getting drunk, and I only sat in sorrow on the floor at the corner of the room. I didn’t want her to see me like this, kicked down like a dog on the street, and at the same time I wanted her to see me this way, the way she left me, broken and tormented by her irrational moves. I wanted a bit of pity, even if it wasn’t love, I could settle for pity. I wanted to laugh at myself, at my thoughts, at me, a full-grown man planning to himself because he was in love and needed a bit of attention. The door being pushed open distracts me from my thoughts. She peeps inside, her eyes wide and filled with fear, she closes the door and turns around not spotting me and she sighs in relief. “I can see you’re not very happy to be back home with me,” I say in the dark making her jump in fear “Dominic!!” She exclaims, her eyes wide in shock as she tries to point me out in th

Isabella POVThe words shock me but I stand there and listen to his grievances, he storms out of the room leaving the room with a bang just after his confession.Tears well up in my eyes, my lips quivering as they start to pour freely on my face, the mirror is a few feet away from me but I can see how pathetic I look, mascara streaks on my face, mucus pouring for my nose as I struggle to wipe them off, more tears pour from my eyes as I rethink his words over and over again. “I never wanted to be right” I whisper to myself curling up on the floor at the edge of the bed, “He really loved her, he truly loved her” I whisper again like a mad woman talking to herself. He admitted it straight to my face, my eyes meet with the broken glass on the floor, I had never seen him so angry before, his eyes brewed like a storm and his veins almost popped out of his skin. I shake my head, Does he really love her so much? So much to admit it to his wife, “And I thought he had started having feeli