YSABELLE Adrenaline rushed through me and sprinted to Ronan with my heart thrumming inside my chest when I saw the car start to move backward. I immediately turned off the engine and shot a glare at Ronan, who just chuckled in his seat, unbothered at the future accident. I slapped his face lightly. “You're drunk, and yet, you plan to drive home?” I said with gritted teeth.He almost crashed into the car behind.“I'm not drunk.”I glared at him with full intent. “That's what drunk people always say.”I pushed him to the passenger seat. He didn't say anything and just moved over, groaning as his head accidentally hit the window.Served him right!I looked around, hoping to find someone reliable that could help this jerk to take him to his place.“Where the hell is your bodyguard or driver?” I asked.But as expected, I didn't receive a proper response from an intoxicated man.I buttoned the coat I had which was owned by Ronan as the cold st
RONANI felt a warm palm, impatiently tapping my cheeks. As soon as her scent reached my nostrils, I internally smiled that it was no other than Belle.“Wake up.” I can sense irritation in her tone. She tapped my cheek again, but this time, it was a slight slap. “Ronan, wake up.”I moaned as I caught her wrist and pulled her to me. “Do you miss me already?”As I open my eyes, her gorgeous argentine widens as I hear her heart beating, rapidly and deafening.She abruptly pushed me when a smile crept into my mouth.“Shut up. Look at this.” She showed me the documents but my smile faded to see the documents I made about Connor and Candice. Damn it. I forgot to take it out yesterday.“What is this? Are you keeping an eye on them? Why?” I scratched my neck at the pressure she was giving me.I don't know why I'm hesitant to tell her. Maybe her feelings towards Connor might tarnish if I open this up or she won't believe me and accuse me of ruining Connor's reputation. “Tell me.” She repeat
YSABELLEI leaned in my chair as I gazed at the window. White, fluffy clouds drifted across the sky as a train of thoughts ran in my head. With a deep and heavy sigh, I cannot help but replay the words of Ronan over and over again. Confused and torn at what to believe. Candice and Connor? Meeting at the hotel? I even overthink that they have a relationship. I should not have cared since I don't have a serious relationship with Connor. It's just that, why, of all people, he's with Candice? I remember how he looked at her during the product photoshoot. Did he fall for her?I'm fuming in madness because why does it have to be Candice? And why did Connor hide this from me? I won't be mad if he falls in love with someone else. But really? Candice? Jesus Christ!Also, I badly want to know if Ronan did really talk to my father about Connor's company. But I don't dare to call Ronan or my father at all.I swirled my chair 360 degrees while contemplating where should I start with my curiosi
YSABELLE“Ro-Ronan?” My lips were trembling as I called him. Sweats ran down my spine as my hands curled at the paper behind me, scared that he might notice the paper I'm hiding.“What the f*ck are you doing here, Belle?” He hissed in irritation.“I-I… Co-Connor–”“Go now before someone else sees us.”I hastily started the engine with shaky hands. I bit my bottom lip, doing my best not to spill the tea right in front of him.But how did the result change like that? As far as I know, Ronan did a DNA test with Jacob before but I didn't see the result. How come he accepts Jacob as his own even though he's not the biological father? Did he really know he's not the real father? Did Candice just trick him and told him lies?Fudge! My head was spinning at this explosive revelation. I'm still not sure if this result was true or not.My fingers curled at the steering wheel, trying to grasp and hold which was lying and which was telling the truth.Connor… Candice… Ronan…“We're not sure if he
YSABELLEThe sun shone brilliantly in the clear, blue sky as I closed the trunk of the car with sweat dripping down my spine. The kids hurriedly hopped in the car. I made sure everything was here before hopping in the driver's seat.It's Saturday, so I asked the bodyguards and my driver to take a day off since we're going to New York. As I start the engine, I tilt my head as I wonder how I came up with my decision yesterday. My hands tightened at the steering wheel because I knew for sure Candice was there.But I need to make sure what's true. I will do the DNA test of Ronan and Jacob without anyone's knowledge.“Mommy! We're going to see Jacob?”My thoughts were distracted by Ashley. “Yes, baby.”“But he's bad.”I frowned at her comment. “He's what?” I asked as I glanced at the rearview mirror to see her frowning in the back seat.Did Jacob hurt my kids at his birthday party? They looked okay from afar, though.“I don't want to play with him, Mommy.” She cutely sulked as she crosse
YSABELLEMy hands curled into fists while Ronan’s eyes quivered as he avoided meeting my eyes, baffled at my sudden appearance. Why? He despised that picture! So why hang it in his bedroom? For what purpose?!“I-I'm sorry, I forgot to take down thi–”“Where are we going to sleep?” I firmly said without giving him a hint of being unbothered.“In the guest room.”He slowly put down the frame and carried Ashley. He walked past me but before I left his room, I stared at the picture. It didn't even have any scratches. It looked like it was well-maintained as well.With a deep sigh, I exit his room with a heavy shoulder.I was happy in that picture but it turned out like this.Ronan entered another guest room beside his room. I stopped in front of my old room which was now fully closed.Is Candice using that room now?A pain crossed in my chest but I masked it with a frown and followed them in the guest room.Remember not to dwell on the pain in the past, Ysabelle. I believe I've moved on
YSABELLEI scanned my surroundings, making sure there were no security cameras around before secretly taking the toothbrush owned by Jacob. With a deep sigh, I glance at where Jacob and his nanny are headed.I just really hope he's really Ronan's son. I'm not sure how Ronan will react if the result is the opposite of what I thought.After the kids finished playing in the pool, I took them to our room to dress them up but Ashton left his phone on the bench downstairs. I went back down but only to find Candice grimacing as she was striding on the stairs."What did you do to my son?" She growled.My brow rose as I stopped, baffled at her words. "Excuse me? Are you accusing me? Did I cause the pain in his teeth?"Sometimes, I don't think her brain was inside her head. Probably it's in her ass since she's good at twerking with any man where she can get the benefit of it.Her face turned sour as she hastily walked to me with a challenging look. A Cheshire cat grin formed on my lips as I fou
YSABELLEThe wrinkle in the middle of his eyebrows is gradually coming out. My heart pounded frantically as I couldn't grasp the situation I was in. He ignored the twins' loud noise and strode towards me with heavy feet. He pulled me to the bathroom and locked the door.After letting out a deep breath, he looked at me, confusion plastered all over his face."Answer me, Belle. Why do you have this?"My lips trembled as I avoided his gaze, afraid that his rage would erupt just like what had happened before. My fingers fidgeted all together, contemplating telling him the truth.Why did I not hide the document well?I suddenly felt his warm hand, clasping on my anxious hands."I'm not angry because I know you won't do this." He calmly said.He gently squeezes my hand, assuring me, and slowly soothes my nervousness."I-I found that... in Connor's office."He gives me a questionable look. "Connor? Why does he have this? Did he make this up?" I sense irritation as he mentions Connor's name.