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Isabella's POV"Okay Trevor. No worries!" I managed to say, trying to sound normal."Don't get mad at me. We'll surely meet sooner and I'll inform you when I free up my schedule." His voice convinced me as I could hear the sincere in it."Okay. And one more thing-""Babe, I'm getting another call so I'll talk to you later. Bye!""Trevor wait! I'll get the phone once in a week-" but all I said was useless as he hung up on me already. I took my phone from my ear and stared at the screen for a few moments to process every word we spoke in today's conversation.Why was he behaving weird lately? and he didn't say 'I love you' before hanging up.You're overthinking Bella!-----I had dinner with Hayden and he was such a cool guy than I expected. If Christian had spent more time with him, then he could've seen some changes in his behavioral."Even I'm so eager to get married but no one wants me to be their husband." he said sarcastically, stabbing the meat with his fork.Stirring my soup with
Isabella's POV "Is this your boss, Rosie?" I asked in a low voice to confirm my doubt and she blushed while nodding which shattered my heart into tiny pieces. I stood there like a statue, staring at Trevor who had no idea about my presence and the current situation, as he approached the hospital entrance twirling the car key with his finger. Christian and Hayden too approached me at that exact moment, as Christian said. "Let's go" but I ignored him completely and focused my gaze on Trevor. When Trevor made his way towards Rosie he slowly acknowledged my presence and gaped at me with widened eyes. "Babe!?" Hearing that word, Rosie turned towards him with a huge grin and he quickly averted his gaze to her and dragged her into the hospital, pretending to ignore me. "L-Let's go in." Who does he think he is? "Rosie! is he your boyfriend?" I asked at Rosie, keeping my gaze on Trevor and I could see his eyes widened as if he was thinking how the hell did I know Rosie. "Yeah, Bella. Thi
Isabella's POV Christian was lying on the floor, staring at the sky while I was resting my head on his chest, drawing circles on his body with my fingers to distract myself as we were staying quiet for God-knows-how-long; but neither the silence nor the position we were in right now was uncomfortable though. My tears have stopped flowing down and I could feel Christian was rubbing my arm now and then in a consoling way. "Thankyou." I uttered, breaking the silence. "For what?" "For this.." I mumbled against his chest. "..For trying to make me believe that everything will be alright." "I know how it feels when the person you love the most, do not give a shit about you." I heard him say and I raised my head up to look at him but his gaze was focused on the sky. Is he referring to his wife? I placed my head back on his chest and remained quiet, letting him continue. "She didn't like me at all. She only loved my money and the fame I had. But even knowing that, I loved her blindly l
Isabella's POV When I stepped out of his room, Hayden approached me. "What happened, miss White?" I glared at the direction of his room before responding. "What made you think that he'd listen to me?" I muttered, turning on my heel and went to my room, slamming the door shut. I sat on my bed, burying my face in my hands and really was frustrated about his mood changes. I knew that he was dealing with PTSD and this was an affect of it but sometimes it was really pissing me off. After quite some time, I heard my room door slowly open and I raised my head up to see who it was. Christian? He was in the same shirt which had some blood stains. His face was soaked by sweat and his bruised knuckles was covered by my handkerchief and it surprised me a little that he didn't bother to throw it away. I sat up properly as he slowly approached my bed, staring at the floor and sat down beside me, scratching the nape of his neck using his non-injured hand nervously. "Don't you know the manners
Isabella's POV I was going to call my mom after a long time. I knew she would be outraged for not being in touch with her as I promised and staying in London for more than a month. I dialed her number and brought the phone to my ear and it rang for a few seconds before I heard her voice which was mixed with anger. "Wrong number!" I chuckled. "I'm sorry mom.. Actu-" "Bella! It's been more than a month and still I couldn't see any signs of your arrival. And you have broken up with Trevor and you didn't bother to share your worries with this poor soul, yeah?" "W-Wait, how do you know it? Did Trev-" "Rosie did. And she said she's carrying Trevor's child for almost three months. He really owes me an explanation for playing with my daughter's feelings." "Now he's playing with Rosie's feelings too. Why don't you give an advice to her?" I suggested. "It's none of my business and her mother is there to be taken care of. Now stop changing the subject and tell me when you're coming home.
Isabella's POV "Christian.." I mouthed wide-eyed and he chuckled. "Oh, sorry." he said casually, raising his hands in surrender. Chloe couldn't understand what was going on, and I was glad that she didn't ask anything. "Isabella, it hurts but try to bear it." Christian stated and placed my foot on his lap again and rubbed it before twisting it to the other side and I yelped in pain, gripping the blanket on the either side. "Fuc-" "Uh-uh.. We get it." Christian quickly cut me off, slowly placing my leg down. "Now you feel a bit better, don't you?" I frowned looking at my leg but yes, I could feel it wasn't hurting that much like earlier. "Yeah, I guess." I muttered and he nodded, standing up. "Thankyou so much.." "No problem." he stated, waving his hand dismissively. Then Christian looked at Hayden and nodded at the door, signaling him to leave and Hayden nodded curtly before exiting. Christian turned to Chloe, ruffling her hair. "Pebbles, we'll be going to your favourite amu
Christian's POV Today was Saturday. Weekends were the only time I could get some break from my busy life. Eventhough I'd be discussing about the upcoming projects through the conference calls, it didn't have as much pressure as weekdays. After a long time, I decided to workout as I wanted to look more muscular like I looked in my mid-twenties. I knew that being a father of a 5-year-old kid, I shouldn't say like this but I couldn't help as everyone in the world would freak out to stand against me but that nosey girl, Isabella White who happened to be one of favourite persons of Chloe, driving me insane despite the fact that she was a stranger to me two months ago. I didn't know why but I just couldn't control my emotions when it came to her. And except Chloe I wouldn't do first-aids to anyone by myself. Even once in a time when my mother asked me to apply a balm to her forehead, I refused. But why on earth did I do that to Isabella? Why? As I lifted the dumbbells I tried to focus
Isabella's POV When Christian asked me like this, I was completely dumbfounded. Though it wasn't hard to pick; Because I could afford to buy more than one new outfit but ten minutes with the Christian Roberts whose appointment was being paid even for one minute, I already knew what I'd choose. I mean, a golden opportunity would never come twice so when he gave me an offer like this, I ain't a fool to turn it down. "Err.. It's really difficult to choose but I have so many crop-tops like this, so I'll go with the ten minutes with you." I told and he gave me a triumphant smirk, nodding his head. "Good. Come on and have a tea." he said, grabbing the mini kettle and pouring it into two cups. "T-Tea?" I asked hesitantly and he nodded, extending a cup to me. "Don't worry. It made by the cook. I found you were lying that day when I drank the remainder of the tea from the flask." he said causally and I took the cup, smiling sheepishly. "Uh, actually I was-" "I know. You didn't want to h