He came around and helped her out of the car and cupped his hand under her elbow as they walked up the flight of concrete steps to his apartment.Once they reached the top, Richard unlocked the door. Shoving it open, he turned to Isabella and without a word calmly lifted her into his arms.Taken by surprise, she let out a small cry of alarm. "Richard ," she pleaded, "put me down. I’m too heavy.""Let me assure you, Isabella Jones , you weigh next to nothing." With that he ceremoniously carried her over the threshold, gently depositing her in the leather recliner.Isabella smiled at him, a little breathlessly, although he’d been the one to do all the work. This man was full of surprises. All week she’d been convinced she was marrying a monster, but Richard had gone out of his way to prove otherwise. Perhaps this marriage had a chance to survive, after all.Richard turned on the television and reached for the evening paper and, after a few minutes, Isabella excused herself and began unpa
None of my business," she repeated calmly. Obviously she was traipsing across ground he had no intention of mapping. "I see.""It’s obvious you don’t. Damnation, woman, you’re making a mountain out of a molehill.""I most certainly am not," she replied, doing her best to hold back the flash flood of anger that threatened to drown her. "If anyone is being unreasonable, it’s you. Apparently the subject is a touchy one and best dropped. I’m sorry I said anything.""So am I."It seemed that Richard wasn’t watching the road as well as he should have been, because a car shot past them and the driver hammered on the horn as he sped by. Her husband muttered something under his breath that Hannah pretended not to hear."Are there others?""Other what?" Richard shouted. His frustration with her was clearly getting the best of him."Women," Isabella explained serenely. "I should know about them, don’t you think? It might save us both a good deal of embarrassment.""Are you asking for a list of e
Tell me," he said, walking toward her, fully intending to take her in his arms; a couple of kisses might reassure her even more. "You wouldn’t happen to be jealous now, would you?""Jealous?" She threw the word back in his face as though he’d issued the greatest insult of her life. "If you can honestly mistake integrity and principles for jealousy, then I truly wonder what kind of man I’ve married."With that she turned and walked into her bedroom and closed the door. Isabella had probably never slammed a door in her life, he realized.Air seeped between Richard’s clenched teeth. He’d done it again. Just when he was beginning to make headway with her, he got cocky and said something stupid. It was becoming a bad habit.He let a few moments pass, then decided to try once again. He knocked on her bedroom door, but didn’t wait for her to answer before turning the knob and walking in. A husband should be allowed certain rights. Isabella turned and glared at him accusingly."I didn’t mean
Isabella ?" He spoke her name softly when he noticed the moist trail of tears that streaked her face. "Would it help any if I told you I was sorry?" He didn’t know what he was apologizing for, but it was apparent he’d hurt her, and knowing that didn’t sit right.She stopped and looked up at him through narrowed, suspicious eyes."Whatever I said, I didn’t mean it," he tried once more."You don’t remember?" She sounded incredulous."No," he admitted, reaching for her hand. "Come back to the house and we’ll talk about it. All right?"She seemed to be trapped with indecision. He raised his hands to her face and gently rubbed the tears from her cheeks. Each one was an accusation against him. His heart constricted at how pale her features were, how fragile she looked. It demanded every ounce of control he possessed not to take her in his arms and beg her forgiveness. He was a reckless bastard to inflict his drunkenness on so delicate a soul, and he silently vowed never to do it again."Com
Well?" she asked, demanding a response from him."I don’t want to quarrel over this, Hannah." He was smart enough to recognize a loaded question when he heard one. Smart enough to extract himself as best he could, too. "All I’m saying is that I’d prefer it if you invested as much time in our relationship as you would in a job. There are only so many hours in a day. You can’t do everything, you know.""In other words you wouldn’t be willing to help with the cooking or the housework?"Richard was quickly losing his grip on his patience, which had always been in short supply. Isabella seemed to be looking for an excuse to pick a fight with him by tying him up in verbal knots. She had been from the moment he’d arrived home. Hell if he knew what he’d done that was so terrible now."I’d be willing to help with the cooking and housework." He fully expected his answer would take the starch out of her arguments. How willing he actually would be to help around the house was another question ent
Chapter 1: Valentine’s Day It’s a Sunday evening and it’s Valentine’s Day, Isabella had no one to take her out on Valentine’s Day, she is alone all by her self, she was an an orphan and she had to live in very small room where she pay weekly in the city of Los Angeles, she lost her parents in an accident years ago, she did many jobs to survive and pay her bills, she got a call from a friend, she picked up the call and she placed it on her ear softly.“Jenny! How are you doing?” Isabella ask and she was sitting in her small bed in her small room because she has no job at the moment and she needs to pay her bills soon.“ I have a lot job for you” Jenny says and Isabella was happy.“ Really! Tell me about the job. Does it pay well?” She ask and she smiled.“ The job is just for a day and you have to be real quick and it because the boss has to replace so I told her about you and the pay is just $50 it’s just for the night, I am sure you know about the party happening at Blu cast lung in
Chapter 2: pregnant orphan Isabella got to the restaurant where her friend Jenny works and when her friend Jenny saw her, Jenny blocked her outside the restaurant because her boss will scold her if she sees that a stranger come to visit Jenny in the working hour.“ Isabella! What are you doing?” Jenny ask.“ I need to speak to you now” Isabella says.“ I don’t want my boss to see you. Can’t it wait?”Jenny ask.“ No, I need to know what you added to my drink last night that made me dizzy” Isabella says and Jenny smiles.“ Oh is that why you are here?” Jenny ask.“ Yes, that is because something happened last night” Isabella says.“ Oh is that so! What happened last night?” Jenny ask.“ You need to tell me what you added to my drink first” Isabella says in anger.“ It was a mix drink with different alcohol and Molly” Jenny says and Isabella was angry.“ What! You are impossible Jenny” Sue says in anger.“ What happened last night?” Jenny ask.“ I was dizzy last night and I went to the
Chapter 3: helped by my baby Daddy It’s the following day and Isabella has decided to go look for job, she dresses up in one of her best straight long sleeved gowns and she went out of her small room, she has gone to different places for job but they all refuse to employ her, she was in a deep thought going back home and it was raining heavily, she walked inside the rain crying and in a deep thought without noticing a car coming behind her, the car had hit her, the owner of the car came out from the car and it was Richard Jones, Isabella was laying on the floor, Richard was confuse and did not know what to do, he carried her in his arms and he rushed her to the hospital and one hour later, the doctor came out and Richard was nervous and he ran to the doctor.“ Doctor! Is she ok?” Richard ask.“ Yes, the patient is ok, she only developed shocked but she is fine now and can be discharged today, she and her child are ok” the doctor says.“ Her child?” Richard says in surprise.“ Yes, sh