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Chapter Sixty-eight
Belle wanted to be rational about this. To determine what was the right thing to do and find the courage to do it. Like those steps found in self-help books on how to be the better person for every situation.
However, that was easier said than done. Right at that moment, when her head was filled with judgment, the truth almost didn't matter. She will believe what she would like to believe. Her emotions were all over the place. She felt disgusted and to know that this was out of her control made her even more frustrated.Her eyes started to water and the only thing that was stopping her from breaking down was knowing that Leo was standing near her.“Disappointed, but not surprised.” He muttered to himself, but it was obvious he wanted Belle to hear it, too.Belle couldn’t take it anymore. “Can’t you keep your opinions to yourself? Even for a second?” She asked, visibly hurting.Nikolai wouldn’t cheat on her. He promised he would never. Sti
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‘I’m alive? I’m still live, right?’ was the first question that came to Belle’s mind. If she could feel the pain and the rush of panic as the truck approached them, then the answer would be yes. She is hurting, but nonetheless, alive to feel pain.Her head throbbed with a headache.‘What happened? Where the hell am I?’ she asked herself.Even if she wanted to ask the words out loud, she could barely move. The pain was bearable, but the processing of information made her lie down frozen. Almost every part of her body felt numb.“Isobelle.” She recognized Nikolai's voice before she could even see him. His voice was on the verge of breaking. Nikolai cleared his throat, trying to conceal the vulnerability.If Belle would open her eyes, she would have the chance to see that concern reflected in Nikolai’s face. ‘But I don’t want to. Not right now.’ She told herself as she processed everything that had happened.“I know you're awake.” N
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It was overwhelming.She could barely hold the phone. Hell, it was even hard to find enough strength to stand up. Even at her weakest, she wished she had enough strength to land a slap on Nikolai's cheek to save a teeny-tiny bit of self-worth.And yet, she couldn't. Belle stood frozen, still hoping Nikolai could come up with some shit of an excuse that would explain everything. Like she would always do.“If you would tell me it isn't true, I will believe you.” She pleaded, not giving a fuck about how desperate it may sound. “So, tell me, Nikolai. Tell me this didn't happen.”“There's nothing going on between me and Evelyn.” He finally said something. Though it wasn't exactly what she wanted to hear.“Tell me you didn't fuck her.”Both Nikolai and Leo seemed taken aback by her straightforwardness. Nothing else matters right now. All she wants is the truth, not a sugar-coated lie.“No. I can explain this, Isobelle.”“Okay. I will be an idiot trying to listen to you. Go.”“I have no idea
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Belle had several theories formed in her head. Hearing it out loud and from Leo himself still came as a surprise.Her lips slightly parted in surprise. It was even clearer now, all those similarities that he shared with Nikolai.“You're really brothers?” She wanted to confirm once more.“Half-brothers… allegedly. It was never confirmed. Nobody really dared to confirm. Those who knew the truth never bothered to speak out, those suspicious never asked.To say that she was curious was an understatement. She wants to hear everything, from start to end. This was big news! The anticlimactic bored face from Leo isn't stopping her from wanting to hear the story.“But… but how?”“I don't think I should be the one telling you this. If you want the drama, the whole plot, go ask your husband.”“Soon-to-be ex-husband,” she corrected.Leo smirked. “Nah. I doubt so.” He crossed his arm that were filled with bruises.
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Someone knocked on her door late in the evening. The lights on her room were still and he must have figured out that she was still awake.They have never slept in the same room since the confrontation. It was hard enough for her to stay in the same house and eat breakfast at the same table as Nikolai. All this she did for Liam.Belle unlocked the door, and Nikolai was standing outside. She would always avoid looking in his eyes and this is the first time she's seen the stress reflect on his face.“Can we talk now?” He gently said. It was the first time he asked.“Okay.”Instead of letting him in, she took a step outside and led the way to the nearest lounge area. Her room was a mess. Aside from that, it would be safer to talk somewhere far away from a bed where ‘talking’ can be translated into something else.“Let's talk here.” Belle took a seat and signaled Nikolai to sit, too. She's much more calm now than she was days before.
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This was a mistake, a huge one.In her head is a long list of all the actions she was starting to regret. On top of that list was meeting Nikolai. Nothing should be added. Enough stupid actions. Belle no longer cared if she packed her things messily in her suitcase; some were even scattered on the floor, but she was ready to squeeze everything into her luggage. The need to go home and forget what happened today was stronger than having well-arranged luggage.It has only been days, and she missed her child terribly already. They were never separated for this long, and she couldn't believe she left for something that turned out to be not worth it. Clearly, that would be Nikolai.She could have kept silent. Shut her mouth and just signed those damn divorce papers without slapping it on his face. It would hurt, and she'd spend some nights crying but at least, she could still have that peace she could never have now.After making sure nothing important was left behind, Belle clumsily close
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Nothing came out of Stella’s mouth. No sign of agreeing or disagreeing. Too stunned to speak, Stella stared back at Belle’s eyes with immeasurable seriousness. “I mean it,” she said. “Why would I agree to this?” Belle couldn’t believe why there was still a need for her to explain her terms when it was clearly in favor of Stella. It was a good deal, a great deal in fact. She is asking for nothing from her side, no help, and no drama. “What’s in it for you?” Stella was suspicious, and it was written all over her face. Her eyebrow raised. “You are still his wife. The last time I remember, you still wanted him.” “Geez, that was a long time ago. I think I deserve to move on, right? It’s really simple, Stella. Go, have him. I even came here to give the divorce papers myself. If that doesn't work, I can do it again and again. Until I am free from that shit-hole I once called , marriage. Point is, I simply want to cut ties. That’s all.” “That’s all?” "Let me put it this way." Belle lazi
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