Chapter Four
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“Congratulations, you're pregnant, with two nations, twins,” the doctor said with a beaming smile.
“Twins?” Bella asked with surprise.
“Who could be the father of these children? Is it Antonio? He would think I wanted to pin the paternity of my children on him for money. Could it be the beast who r***d me?” The fashion academy starts tomorrow. Isabella screamed out loud about the pain and distress she had faced, with tears dripping down her cheeks. I need to get away from all of these. She wailed.
Immediately she got back to the hotel, she packed her things and left for Paris with
Her world crumbled. Although she didn't have enough finances to fend for herself and her unborn babies, Bella was determined to raise her children even without a father.
“Antonio, what do you mean by the fashion academy is on hold? It's all over the net already. The students are already camped for the orientation meeting. Why are you canceling the academy?”
“Mother, I am not canceling the academy. It's just that the students are not complete yet! The one most important person is not there and if I don't see her, the academy will be on hold until I find her.”
“This has never happened before,” whispered Mrs. Georgia Bill Whites into Caleb's ears while Antonio was still talking. “Find her and the academy holds, if not, crap everything. " You have one week to do so;” he walked out and slammed the door.
The young billionaire has refused to reveal his identity to the public, yet his orders are not mere words. “We've been dismissed from the camp until further notice,” cried Phoebe to her parents over the phone.
“There's nothing we can do sweetheart, maybe you should come home?”
“Leave me alone,” she screamed.
In Paris, life hadn't been fair to Bella. Still heavily pregnant, she could barely have a proper meal, picking recycling materials from the waste bin on the street so she could eat.
Until she woke up one morning for her normal routine to see three exotic cars parked in front of her uncompleted one-room apartment, patched with clay sand and gravel.
“Miss Isabella, you need to come with us to England. "We're asked to take you home,” one of the bodyguards said, dressed in a nicely fitted black suit and well-polished pointed shoes.
“Home? I do not have a home elsewhere. You must be mistaken. Kindly check the next street.”
“Please ma'am, Mr. Antonio has sent us. He's been searching for you everywhere, and we dare not go back on our promise to bring you to him.”
Isabella realized she was dealing with not just a powerful man, but also a very influential man.
She asked questions throughout the flight to England. And the response she got to most questions remained “We do not have the liberty to have this kind of conversation with our boss's wife.
She was wondering who they were referring to as “boss’s wife." But her "pregnancy brain” could not allow her to take things literally.
Upon arrival at the airport, Mr. Antonio was already waiting to receive her. He had instructed that they dress her in the most expensive apparel as he was ready to show her to his mother. He had also employed spies to find her whereabouts and also the happenings in her life, before the moment they found her. He was not surprised to see her pregnant. The spies had also carried out a secret DNA test on the unborn fetus while she was still in Paris.
The moment they got closer to the car waiting outside, Bella was ready to start explaining to Antonio when he cut in immediately and said
“I know you're pregnant, I know you were r***d, and the babies are mine.”
Bella was startled. “You mean you… who are you?”
“Just save your strength and let's go. All the explanations will be done later. You'll be staying with me in the house. I believe you'll love it there and be well taken care of. My mother was waiting for us already. "We need to get you to the hospital for proper medical care.” Smiled Antonio as they zoomed off.
Not long after Bella's arrival, she gave birth to a boy and a girl. She resumed her fashion ambitions again at the Bill White's Fashion Academy after the hold was lifted. Antonio had been picking and dropping her off at the school premises in his exotic car, still keeping his true identity anonymous to the public and Bella.
“Who's that guy that keeps dropping you off every day? " He looked rich and made. Phoebe intentionally bumped into Bella rudely on their way out.
“He looks so hot, and you are not the kind of woman he’d want to be with. Who are you to him? I think he’s also influential. I know what’s going on, you’re forcing yourself on him.
He is my kind of guy, and you cannot stand in my way.”
“No, you’re getting it all wrong. "He is my baby daddy, he’s just a friend, that’s all. " I cannot stand in your way,” Bella replied promptly. “How do I believe you, w***e! I’ll give you a simple task, and you must do as I say. Then, I’ll believe you.”
“Give me every information you know about him; I want to be his girlfriend.” Valedictory service is in three days. She got closer to Bella and dragged her hair, pulling it backwards, then she whispered into her ears, “You have seventy-two hours to set me up with that rich guy. " I must have a dream dance with him on that day, do you understand? "Get the hell out!” She beamed with a wicked smile and went off with her girls.
Phoebe had been bullying her since the onset of the session in the academy because she believed that Bella was more attractive than her, and she got the attention and preferential treatment she always wanted.
Antonio had secretly instructed the management to give her all she needed, and it had attracted bullying and hatred from Phoebe. But while all of this was going on, Bella never mentioned it to Antonio.
Bella is in a dilemma at this point because she cannot grant Phoebe’s request, nor would she allow the man who shows her so much affection to be given off like that. Although Antonio had not made his intentions known to her, she could feel that the connection was there even though she was scared to fall in love with another man or admit she had fallen in love with him.
“Why does she hate me so much?” She said as she tried to straighten her hair with a brush. She hurriedly went towards the car, waiting for her outside already. Jacob watched her from the fifteenth-floor balcony while she ran and screamed.
“Bella, Bella!! Lookup…”
She looked and saw him and waved with a bright smile.
Antonio saw this and became jealous. “Who’s that boy? I’ve been seeing him around Bella anytime I came to pick her up. "Is she seeing someone else? " Does she consider me old and the boy younger? " Does she even love me?” He asked himself, but decided to be quiet.
“How was the lecture today?” Antonio asked as usual. This time, she didn’t respond. Her head was bowed and immediately, Antonio knew something was wrong. " The ride home that sunny afternoon was very unusual because, after Antonio asked her how the lecture went, utter silence swept the whole ride. "Should I have answered him? "Did I do something wrong? " This is so unlike him,” Bella thought.
That night, Antonio commissioned a secret spy to follow Bella around and keep him posted. Then, he suddenly received a call to come check out the new Bill Whites project in an interior location. Without hesitation, he booked the next available flight and left, without saying a word to Bella.
Bella couldn't sleep that night as her heart raced between Phoebe's request and Antonio's attitude earlier. She resolved in her heart that she was in for whatever Phoebe had to bring.
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