"How long have you known the couple Mr. Godfrey?" As one of the men asked, Isabella eyes trained on the man who was a little on the chubby side. He looked familiar, but she really couldn't place his face.
"For about a year now."
"A year... And whom did you have a relationship with?"
"Gabriel."
"How would you describe Gabriel's attitude towards his wife?"
"He is usually good to her. Sometimes, when I come over to their place, he makes me so jealous because there are times he would cook for her and make her feel loved even while she did nothing."
"What if that was just a show?"
"A show?" As Mr. Godfrey snickered, Isabella instantly recalled where she had met him. He was the drunk guy from the time she told Gabriel she was leaving him. "Even in public, he never failed to show how much he loved her."
Isabella could
"What?" the Judge who hadn't spoken a word in a while, asked. Isabella's eyes shut and her head ducked. As her mind replayed the events that led to her losing her child at that time, her heart became even heavier. "Miscarriage?" the man's deep questioning voice asked almost uncertainly. As Mr. Richard's hand came onto hers to offer his own little support, her mind instantly went to Charles. There was a time she wanted to tell him about it. But at that moment... her entire being was against the idea. "Yes." The atmosphere had become heavy with emotion. "That day when she helped herself into the hospital, she was so numb. It was until I noticed bloodstains on her gown and ran tests that I could deduce she had suffered a loss." "Did she say what happened?" Dr. Jones shook his head. "Contrary to how lively she used to be, she suddenl
Time was running and fast. Claire Oxford still hadn't gotten any form of news from Gabriel Manifold. Was Ordinaz Rodrigo really that hard to find?Reverse was certainly the case in time past.In fact, the stout man took pleasure in showing of his not so attractive self in public even if it disgusted more than half of the street at that time. While she was his wife, he forced her to go on tours with him, as he would call it.It seemed he found joy in such acts.But now that she needed him in public so he can pay for what he did to her and what he might be planning to do to her son, he had hidden himself well.But then, is the world really that large that a rich man like him wouldn't be found? Certainly, no matter where he was, with the right methods being used, he will be hunted down.As she sat down and stared at nothing, Mrs. Oxford had to wonder if Gabriel'
Every nerve awoke within her all because of his touch. And with his lips finally finding hers and exploring pleasurably, she had her head instantly filled with no one else but Charles.His fingers ran through her hair and she felt relief follow. His touch was everything good to her system.As his tongue ran across the soft flesh of her lip in a likeable manner, her lower body grounded into his even more and she knew what she had to next. Taking her position to be an advantage she broke the kiss and bossily tore his hold off her hips.With amusement on his lips, Charles watched as she had his hands approach the tip of her gown. Allowing her take control, his hands glided through her skin slowly, his fingers still having the electric touch to them and her gown followed the rhythm.Closing her eyes to relish the moment, her hands led his to her lower abdomen whe
“Let’s hope for some luck,” the district head police said as Charles and Richard bade him farewell. They had gone to gather information about Gabriel’s charges which of course was waiting to be attended too.“What’s your plan exactly?” Richard asked Charles who looked ahead thoughtfully as he stopped his steps for a while.“If Gabriel ends up behind bars, Isabella won’t be in danger anymore. It’s as simple as that.”“But don’t forget that anything might happen along the line,” Richard added.“Yes…” The tall man drew a long breath. “We have no idea what my mother is up to. If only she could just be sane for once and see how happy I am.”Richard said nothing to his friend and client’s spoken thought. Instead, a small pat on his broad s
With no intention of slowing down his anger filled strides, Charles made for his mother’s abode in the hotel. She had crossed the line finally and he wasn’t going to let it slide. To make matters worse, he was not able to celebrate with Isabella properly, for finally winning the battle.That was more reason to see his mother at that moment.He finally made it to her room and took a deep breath to collect himself. Hardening his face after, he pushed the door hard and as his eyes scanned the room, he smiled.With his father with them, the whole thing was going to play out amazingly.“Charles, where are your manners? Have you lost your senses, you don’t know how to knock anymore?” his mother quizzed, her brows furrowed. Charles could still sense the Isabella topic beneath her question but he said nothing yet. He just walked to chair and sat.
If one could sense the way her heart pounded, they would think she was about to enter a lion’s den where she could get torn apart. Even Isabella found it ridiculous and uneasy that she was acting that way. So, she pulled at her top and inwardly told herself to be calm.It was just Gabriel she was going to see. And when she finally leaves his sight, she will finally be free.So, seeing him one last time, even if within prison walls shouldn’t hurt at all.“There will be a guard with you to ensure nothing out of place happens,” the man who had been leading them said, his hand adjusting his crooked glasses after. Charles thanked him for his time and the man soon left, leaving Charles and Isabella alone in the hardly ventilated room which reeked of certain chemicals.“Richard will be here soon with the documents,”
It was happening all over again.It was exactly how it went years ago. He had waited for her. A minute late turned to thirty minutes late. Then, an hour then two before the officiating priest got tired of waiting.Charles didn’t know what to feel first. Anger? Hatred? Disappointment? Sadness?Isabella, like that day was already thirty minutes late and the judge couldn’t bear to be so delayed. Charles wondered, if she had made that promise out of pity when in fact she must have had some plan tucked away in her head.As he walked out of the elevator, he felt his whole body shake. But it was not over yet. Someone within him knew she would show up. But if she doesn’t… he knew damn well he won’t forgive her ever.Just through the glass doors of the building which housed a court room am
From a distance, she watched, anger running through her veins.How dare her son get married without her being there? Even if she did not agree to his choice, as his mother, she had every right to witness that moment that comes but once- well, except he divorces the woman and gets married again.Even her husband who had informed her of the hurried ceremony didn’t mention even subtly that she could come. Instead, he had asked her why she hated the woman called Isabella.From the car which she stalked the duo, she noticed how wide Isabella’s smile was and she definitely did not miss how transformed the woman was.Why? Claire Oxford then wondered.Why did it have to be her Charles could fall in love with?She knew Isabella’s type because she was once like her. A broken woman s