BILLIONAIRE ROMANCE

STOP ARCHIE

***ISABELLA’S P.O.V***

After crying and being angry with him for the past 2 days, I got up from bed in anger and then made my way down the stairs. She would have gone. But now Dad had to answer that he can’t do this to me.

I saw Dad. I was about to go to her when I saw that woman standing in front of him. She is still here. Why is she still here?

I was just standing there, still I could hardly hear anything, but what is it argument are they arguing with each other for what

“And that is the end of the discussion. Riza deal has been done between me and Alena. If she is not alive, that’s not my mistake because my son is also not alive because of her.”

He just said it and then turned to leave when he looked at me standing there, “Bella, you are awake.”

His voice, his tone, everything just changed. He is. Is okay, is everything alright.

“Yes Dad, I wanted to talk about something from you.” I said, and then looked at him.

“Not right now, Bella. I know what you want, but sometimes we can’t get what we want.”

He just said it and then left. I was just looking at that lady with anger in my eyes. I turned to leave when she said

“You are looking absolutely stunning look just like how Alena was.”

I turned to look at her. “I am not Alena, and please stop acting as if you or anyone else care. I don’t know why Dad is letting you stay over here, but please leave, I don’t want anyone of you to be here.”

I said in anger, “Isabella, I understand that we do have grudges. I never came to see you and anything but just trust me on one thing that you are only one that is left with me which I can Say that it’s mine.”

I looked at her with anger and rage in my eyes. “What do you think, that I am some puppet or a staff which you can be like. I claim you, then no, I am so sorry, but I am not.”

I said and then turned to go upstairs to my room. I stayed there for the whole day when I decided that at least for once I should go and talk to Dad and make him understand.

I got up from bed and then made my way to his room, I went inside and then I saw him.

“Dad.”

I said he looked at me. He was sitting in his chair. I sat on the floor in front of me and then leaned my head on his thighs.

“Bella, please sit in bed dear.”

“No Dad I am good.” I said. I kept on resting my face on his lap.

“What happened Bella?” He asked me. I had tears in my eyes. I looked at him

“Dad, are you upset with me about something. Then I am sorry, but Dad, I didn’t have any other option than this. Dad she just came out of the blue and now she is claiming that she is my grandmother I don’t want their involvement Dad.”

I said with tears in my head I know that Dad has every single right to be upset with me about how I behaved at least try to understand me.

“Bella, sometimes you have to be in certain relationships even if you don’t want to be in them.”

“But why Dad?”

“Cause this is how the cycle of a family works, you accept it or not, but her daughter was your mother and deep down I also know that if Alena would have been alive then she would have definitely definitely met you and maybe this hate would not have been inside you.”

Hate. I am someone who hates everyone, but my mom is no more. She never even saw me and now my Grandmother.

“I accept it Dad, my grandmother. What about her, the lady who is out now. Where she was for the whole time?”

He held my hand. “Doesn’t matter if she is here now, then you should welcome her with open hands complaint with this complaint about what she has done.”

I said it,. It definitely feels pain for me. It feels hurt in every possible way to me

“I can’t, Dad. I am sorry for the hate that I have inside me, I can’t change it and transform it into love. So sorry Dad, I just want you don’t stay angry from me.”

I said it and then got up and went out of his room. I saw Riza. I was about to go when she said

“Isabella Christopher has put a lot of hate in your heart for me and the one who loves you a lot is the one who took you away from Alena for the sake of saying that you are the last belonging of his son.”

I looked at her with rage in my eyes, “You don’t have to say anything mom. I know what I have to do and what not. It would be great if you did not say anything. Please just a humble request and one more thing, please leave as soon as possible.”

I said and then made my way to my room. I got ready and then headed outside. I was sitting in a club quietly with Charla.

“Bella please comon just smile. Don’t be so upset, comin dear.” She started to pull me, on the floor but I stood back.

“Please, Charla, not now I'm not in a mood.” I kept on drinking and thinking about it.

After spending almost my whole night in the club drinking and mourning about my pain, I made my way to my house. I went inside and then to my father's room.

I wanted to cry. I knocked on the door with no response. “Dad, I want to talk to you.”

I still said no response. I opened the door and then went inside. He was still sitting in his chair on I went to him and sat down on the floor and rested my head on his lap when I realised.

“DAD!”

TO BE CONTINUED…