Isabella 132.I was disturbed by Camilla’s presence. I was concerned by her newfound position of power. I realized that I never had an inkling of the kind of person to was. I could not deny that I was worried about how closer she was to the whole thing because I mistook her for an outsider of the company. I could not forget the way she had glared at me when she saw me nor could I forget how she was eyeing my husband like a piece of meat. The joke was on her because Damien would never fall for someone as cruel as her. I was glad for a moment that I was with child, but it seemed dangerous to let her know that I was pregnant.I adamantly waited outside the entrance of the mysterious meeting, dying to know what was so important that someone like Camilla was allowed in and not me. I was loyal and proactive. What the hell was she? She had wrong taste in men, and she worked with con men and pedophiles. The more I thought of it, the less it made sense to me. Renaissance was a massive box of m

Isabella 134.There was a nervous pit in my stomach as we got closer to home. Jackson the jovial bodyguard was grim with worry as he drove the car and looked at the rearview mirror almost every time. Her would glance at the side view mirrors too every chance he had. He was in ultra-watch dog mode and I was confident that he could spot anything that stood out of place as he drove.I looked over at Damien, who was looking moodily out of the window. He was not really looking at anything because it was the only way he could avoid any form of conversation with Jackson still present.We both quickly and silently walked into our apartment without saying a word to Jackson. It was a really long hard and bad day and his funny or snarky comments were not going to cut it. I had believed that we would at least make it into the bedroom before we fell apart, but we could not even make it to the staircase before we both erupted.“I can not believe that you willingly went with him, behind my back,” Da

Isabella 136.I might have not thought my actions through because as soon as I sent my resignation letter to Renaissance, things between Damien and I began to get strained. I looked out the window and saw a long Royce pulling up close to the house. Damien was still down stairs after we had our fight. I saw my two worst enemies step down from the car as soon as the driver opened up the door for them.Natalia and Camilla were two ladies who had made life a bit unbearable for me during the times that I was an employee under them. To make matters worse, Damien used to date one of them and even almost married her, twice. However, it did not work out but I believe that Natalia had not yet taken the hint that Damien had moved on.I saw the two women saunter happily into my home to break the news of my departure to my husband. The truth was that I did all these on purpose. I needed Natalia and Camilla to distract Damien while I got the truth from my dead beat dad. I knew that he would never l

Isabella 138.The drive was a slow and long one. Emilio said that the key was to blend in and my husband was probably looking for me as of now."He knows that you are gone by now, he is going to be very upset," Emilio said as he drove."I can not believe that I am doing this to him," I said more to myself than to Emilio."You want answers and this is the only way to get them," Emilio said with a shrug. "I believe that this moment or situation is going to test your love for each other," He added wisely."What do you know about love?" I asked him in disdain."I know about love enough to know that dishonesty and secrets will end it quickly," Emilio replied."Was that how close you and mom were?" I asked. "defying every odd just to be together," I added."Your mother rode with me till the very end, Isabella, even on the verge of death," Emilio said with intense pride.I could tell that Emilio loved mother with all his heart. So how did everything go wrong?"You said something about Damien

Isabella 140.I held the man that I hated so much with love and care. It surprised me so much that the silence that followed after we stopped embracing was long and a bit awkward.We had a quiet tea together while I looked around some more. His house neither felt like a home nor an apartment. It looked like a more like a rented Airbnb. It looked temporary."How is he treating you?" He asked in a neutral but respective manner."Overprotective," I said.Father looked genuinely surprised when he heard what I said."As he should be," He answered stoically. But I could see that my answere had changed something in him."He wanted to punch you out when he first saw you," I told him."Please do not remind me," Father said with a small chuckle. "I was caught by surprise, that is all," He added.We went silent again. Something was gnawing at the back of my mind."About earlier, when I told you that I did not want to hear anything about you and mom, I did not mean that. I was just very angry,"