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

YSABELLE*Ding!*I immediately rushed to the oven and carefully took out the cookies I baked after breakfast. The twins are asking me for cookies but since we can't go out because of the heavy rain, I decided to make it myself with the help of Ronan’s servant.I breathe in the freshly baked aroma of the cookies, causing me to smile at what I accomplished. It's been a long time since I baked for the kids.But I noticed the absence of the presence of Candice and Jacob inside the house. I didn't dare to ask anyone where she was right now. It's actually none of my business, whatever she is doing.Just then, Ronan strides inside the kitchen with disheveled hair and weary eyes while massaging his temple."How's your head?"He shook his head. "Not good." He saw the cookies and grabbed one for a bite. "The twins?" He asked as he looked around upon noticing the absence of the kids inside the kitchen."At the pool..."He nodded while munching the cookies I made as his breakfast. A smile crept o

YSABELLESweats trickled down my spine as I heard a creaking sound coming from the wooden chair I bumped into earlier. He let out a huff before sighing, probably staring at me intently.I swallowed the lump in my throat with a tight lip, afraid that I might slip my tongue if I opened my mouth.I want to ask about my children. If they're safe or not. If they're also captured or not. But fear is getting ahead of me.I'm afraid he might get mad and cut my tongue for being noisy and loud.However, seconds… minutes had passed. He remained silent and as time went by, courage delved into me.“Wh-What do you want?”I felt his strong dark aura as he moved causing the old chair to creak.“It's not you.” Shivers ran down my spine as I heard his deep voice for the second time. “Why are you always getting in my way?”Even though those words were reassuring that I was not the real target, fear and confusion still lingered in me.But I noticed something different from the deep tone of voice he's us

YSABELLE Seeing Connor in my worst situation made me feel relieved and secure. After we found the twins, sleeping in another room, we rushed them to the hospital. A sigh of relief escaped from me as I leaned on the wall, staring at the twins on the bed, which was now out of danger. I'm glad they are not injured.Police came in to question me and Connor about the abduction. I only said what I saw and heard. It was Candice and a man who was her accomplice. Or maybe Candice is the accomplice and the man was the mastermind.But why would they interrogate Connor, too? Is he not the one who called the police?As I was still in confusion, the door opened. Connor strides inside the room with weary eyes. He looked with a heavy shoulder as if he had just grasped the situation. “Why are you in there?” I greeted him with a question.His eyes wavered and averted, which made me frown. He looked uneasy upon opening the topic. I didn't get a chance to ask him earlier when I first saw him but now

YSABELLEI remained tight-lipped after Ronan teased me and waited for him to leave but I guess he wanted to join me in staring blankly at the moon above.Silence filled us as I leaned my arm on the railings, trying to ease my tension now that he was with me.Should I go back to my room?Suddenly, he handed me a can of beer. Where did this come from?“Thanks.”However, he gave me a non-alcoholic beer. What's the use of drinking this, then?I swallowed down my non-alcoholic drink with a frown while gazing at his own drink. Obviously, his beer is not alcohol-free.With a sigh, I let out my thoughts. Not about the beer.“What's your plan?”Now that he found out that Jacob is not his son, will he still continue looking for him? I mean… it might be difficult for him to let Jacob go.He remained silent for a few seconds before letting out his thoughts.“Authorities are after Candice, so I will leave her in their hands.”“Ja-Jacob?”His hand clenched around the canned beer. “I will take him w