?BETROTHED
TO A
MISANDRIST ??
(? Fire and ice…?)
By: Diamond Zayne ✍?
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CHAPTER 62&63
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°° PREGNANT °°
Isabella (aka Camila) walked into the house furiously. Her plan was going perfectly until that stupid Miguel had to come ruin everything, hmph!
“And where are you coming from, by this time of the night?” She heard a voice asked from behind and she needed no soothsayer to tell her who it was…
Of course it was her stupid step mom!
She rolled her eyes before turning to look at her.
“Since when has my whereabout become your business? Why are you asking old hag?” She asked rudely.
“How dare you call me old hag?”
“Angry?… Isn’t that what you are? Old hag!” She repeated, with a smirk.
“How dare you.” She raised her hand to slap her but her dad came in then.
“Grace!” He shouted and she clenched her hand which was in midair before dropping it down.
Mr Mendes walked to them.
“What were you about to do?” He asked her immediately he got there.
“You should ask her what she did before asking me any silly question!” She retorted with an eye roll.
“Isabella??”
“I knew you were gonna take her side. Well for your information, I owe you no explanation… Tell this skinny wítch to stay on her lane…” .
“You heard her? She just called me a wítch… Why have you come here anyways?” Grace asked.
“The last time I checked, this isn’t your house, I can come here whenever I like, got it!” She yelled.
“Don’t you dare raise your voice at me!” Grace warned sternly.
“And if I do, what will you do?” She asked, as if challenging her to do her worst.
Grace clenched at jaw, glaring at her h@tëfully.
“That’s enough now, Bella go to your room.” He instructed.
“I’m going already, besides this place is suffocating me.” She rolled her eyes before climbing the stairs going to her room.
“Gra…”
“Don’t you dare talk to me! You watch her talk rudely to me without doing anything!” She said angrily.
“I’m sorry.”
“Keep your sorry to yourself, mtcheeew.” She hissed before going to her room.
That’s how it has always been since he married her, from one quarrel to another… Bella has never for one day accepted her to be her mother…
Actually, Mr Mendes was once a faithful husband and they had a happy united family until Grace came into the picture. She was his secretary at work.
She was a devil in disguise which he didn’t know of. She seduced him and had her way with him.
She blackmailed him with that his one act of unfaithfulness and was able to get to him with it.
They became a thing and started having a secret affair. When Mrs Mendes found out about it, she was torn and she divorced Mr Mendes who didn’t think twice before accepting the divorce but they both had to go with one kid and so Crystabella left with her mom while Isabella stayed with her dad.
All these happened two years ago.
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Bella got to her room and sat on her bed, dropping her bag beside her. She was already having a bad day and those two bad lucks decided to add to it.
She was sure Yolanda must have found out she was the one so she couldn’t go back to her house, if not she wouldn’t have been here.
Talking of Yolanda, that Miguel!
How could he spoil her plans! Why does he always come to her help? Darn him.
“Isabella.” She heard her dad call from the door, she rolled her eyes ignoring him.
Ever since the day he divorced her mom, she grew an enormous hatred for him.
Her phone began ringing and she picked it up. The caller’s ID was Yesenia.
Yes, Yesenia. The names sounds familiar right?
Yes, that’s because you’ve heard of her before. She is the grouchy and bossy maid of Yolanda, who h@tëd being addressed as poor, well that’s because she isn’t infact poor.
She is Isabella’s bestie and coming to Yolanda’s mansion was all a plan.
“Hey bítch!” Her voice came on from the other end.
“You’re good?” Yesenia inquired when she heard her sigh.
“Not at all Yesenia… That Yolanda girl is driving me nuts and dad is also doing his own… Gosh! I just h@të them all.” She said, squeezing her face in disgust.
“I know right? I saw your handiwork.” Yesenia said from the other side.
Bella smirked.
“If not for that stupid Miguel who came to save her, that was just a tip of an iceberg… When I’m done with her, she will regret messing with what is mine.” She said h@tëfully.
“Right?… I found out something actually Bella… The child… It’s Miguel’s child, he was the one who r@ped her and right now, she’s in the mansion, she’s heartbroken.” Yesenia told her and Camila’s eyes bulged.
“Wait Miguel is the r@pist? Wow! I thought he was only being defendant when he said that… Whoa! This is more interesting than I thought, she’s heartbroken, exactly how she should be… Then if I strike, she might just díe.” She giggled like a maniac.
“Don’t you think you’re doing too much Bella? I kinda feel pity for her…”
“What are you saying Yesenia? Thought you were my friend… Where is this pity coming from?” She asked.
“I was just…”
“My enemy is supposed to be your enemy, don’t you dare deviate!” She warned sternly Yesenia nodded slowly as if she could see her.
“Bull shít! Never repeat this rubbish you just spout out, otherwise you will regret knowing me.”
“I won’t Bella, c’mon… I was only saying.”
“Better!”
They talked more before Bella hung up.
“Isa…”
“F*ck up!” She yelled immediately, she couldn’t believe he was still at the door.
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“Yolanda.” Nanny Clara called, she has been locked inside her room since the incident in the morning and it was almost twelve hours the incident happened, she still hasn’t come out.
She knew she was hurt, who wouldn’t? But she was getting worried about her. If she kept on crying like this, she might fall sick.
She had given her enough time to cry, now it was time to talk to her, thank God Ricky was already asleep.
“Yolanda, open up.” She urged but no response.
“C’mon Yolanda, talk to me… You shouldn’t be crying all day.” She said but still no response.
“Are you okay?” She asked, finding it weird. She knew Yolanda very much, she will open up as she was the one and if she wasn’t ready to speak with her, she would open up and tell her rather than ignoring her.
The door bell rang suddenly.
“Who could it be, this late at night?” She wondered, hesitating on going to open the door but the doorbell rang again, followed with a knock.
She shrugged before going to get the door.
“How can… You?!!” Her eyes widened the moment she saw Miguel at the door.
“What are you doing here?” She asked.
“Aunt please… Let me see Landa, please.” He begged.
“You know she doesn’t wanna see you…”
“Yeah I know, but even with that I wanna see her aunt, I love her so much. Believe me when I say I’m not at fault.” He said pleadingly.
She could see in his eyes that he was truly sorry and repentant.
“I’m not sure she will want to see you… You should go and come some other time.” She told him but he shook his head.
“Please aunty, let me just see her once, even if she’s asleep… Please aunty.” He begged and nanny Clara sighed.
“Okay.” She muttered and made way for him to come in.
“Thank you.” He mouthed before going in.
“Follow me, I’ll show you to her room.” She said and he nodded, following behind.
They got to her room and she knocked on the door.
“Yoyo,,, please open up. I want to talk to you.” She said but no response.
“Yoyo.” She called again.
“Maybe she’s sleeping… And she locked her door.” She said.
“But Landa isn’t a tight sleeper.” He said and nanny Clara nodded as well.
“Could it be…” They both gasped at the same time.
“Do you have her spare keys?” He asked but nanny Clara shook her head.
“No… I’m new here. I should ask the maid.” She suggested and Miguel nodded.
“Quick.” He said and she nodded, going downstairs.
“Yesenia!”
“Yolanda please don’t do anything stupid.” He begged as he waited for nanny Clara to return with the spare key.
Nanny Clara came back immediately with the spare key and they opened her room door.
They both heaved a sigh of relief as they found her sleeping peacefully.
“Thank God.” Nanny Clara mumbled underneath her breath.
Miguel walked to her bed and sat beside her.
“Landa…” He called, taking her hand in his, his eyes were already blinded with tears.
“I’m sorry, I don’t mind asking for your forgiveness a thousandth time if that will make you forgive me but please don’t leave me, I…” He paused when he observed something.
He placed his palm on her head and he gasped in surprise, noticing her temperature. She was having fever, her body was burning up.
“Landa.” He called in a worried tone.
“What happened?” Nanny Clara asked.
“She’s burning up.” He said.
“Tch! It happens whenever she cries alot. Goodness!” Nanny Clara said.
“Landa…” He woke her up, placing her head on his lap.
“Mi…mi… guel…” She stuttered.
“Yes it’s me… You’re not okay.” He said.
“My head…” She muttered, closing her eyes.
“No, no wake up… Aunty, what should I give to… Wait I’m coming.” He said and dropped her head on the bed before rushing to the bathroom.
He came back immediately with a bowl of water and a small towel.
“Look, I’m here Yolanda… Open your eyes, you’ll be fine.” He assured, squeezing the wet towel before placing it on her forehead.
Nanny Clara just stood there watching the scene like a movie.
He wiped her body with the cold towel and her body temperature reduced, tho it wasn’t back to normal.
“Wait here, I’ll get you drugs in the nearest pharmacy.” He said and quickly left the room, leaving her in nanny Clara’s care.
“Wow!” Nanny Clara muttered, looking at Yolanda who looked fragile.
Her eyes were closed but she wasn’t sleeping.
Miguel arrived in no time and gave Yolanda the drugs, after which he made her sleep, watching her all through the night, leaving nanny Clara in amazement.
So true love still exist??
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