Filed to story: Dumped by Scumbag Adored by Billionaire
“Fine,” Anabelle quickly nodded, “I’ll stay till you recover,”
That was when Julie chimed in, “You can’t do that, I just prepared you a meal and it’s getting cold….” the boy trailed off when Anabelle gave him a death stare that was capable of turning him into stone.
He did it on purpose, Julie’s fist clenched by his sides. Israel had taken the kick so he could have Anabelle’s attention to himself.
At that exact moment, his gaze connected with?Israel’s and there was a self accomplished smirk on his friend’s face. It was as if he was declaring his victory.
With anger, Julie strode out of the room with a huff. The expression on his face was so frightening that all the maids stayed out of his way. No one wanted to be the scapegoat.
“How do you feel?” Anabelle asked, caring for the injured man. She was still scared, what if she injured the source of his future children? Would his family force her to marry him?
No, she can’t marry now! She was too young. Anabelle still wanted to enjoy more petting from her father; neither does she want to take after him.
Her father and uncle Niles had children very early, she wasn’t ready for that – she heard childbirth was very painful. But then, she can’t have children with Israel if their family forces them – Seriously, what the hell was she thinking about?
“Urm… Israel?” Anabelle called him nervously.
“What?” He finally opened his eyes. All this while, he has been acting the sick patient – and yes, that kick hurt like a bitch. But in life, you have to sacrifice to gain certain things.
“I…. So….” Anabelle scratched the back of her head, how was she going to put this?
“Yes? You have something to say?” he asked, staring her straight in the eyes. He has heard that women loved men who could look them boldly in the eyes while speaking to them.
“C-can you check your thing is still functioning?” Anabelle asked, red in the face.
“If it’s functioning?” his brow raised and a sly smirk crossed his feature as he said, “There’s a way we can check if it’s still functioning,”
“We?” Anabelle gulped. This was a time she wished Isabella was here. Why did she have to abandon her at a time like this?
“Yes, we,” He affirmed.
“H-how?” she was breathless with the way he was staring at her; it was smoldering.
Israel sat up and leaned closer, “It involves two people of different gender coming together. And in the process of the union, If ‘it’ raises, then it’s good to go,”
“Really?”
Anabelle didn’t dare to move a muscle as Israel leaned closer and closer till their noses were touching. As if that wasn’t enough, his gaze flickered down to her lips.
Anabelle sucked in a sharp breath, was he about to kiss her? Gosh, she wasn’t prepared for this.
But to her surprise, he chose to whisper into her ears at the last minute, “I heard Julie prepared a nice meal, we should go down and wolf it down,” Israel smirked and withdrew from the frozen Anabelle. She was so damn cute.
To be honest, Israel had intentionally feigned interest in Annabelle so he could matchmake her with Julie – jealousy is a powerful weapon.?Anabelle was a good person and both of them looked good together as a couple plus he had a feeling she would be able to change him. But after spending the night watching over her, Israel had a change of mind.
Julie would never appreciate her. Yes, the boy might be his best friend but that doesn’t mean he was scared to point out he was a selfish asshole. Julie would only end up hurting the girl, it was better he -Israel- took up this opportunity – Anabelle was a rare gem.
“Aren’t you leaving?” he said to Anabelle who hadn’t moved from that spot, “Or do you want to help me check if it is still functioning,” He intentionally teased her.
Before he was even through with his words, Anabelle shot up to her feet, “I’m up,” and went to his side.
Together, they went to the dining room where they found Julie “sulking” at a corner.
“Wow!” Anabelle’s eyes widened as soon as she came to the table, “So much delicious food,” she sat down and at the same time, picked up a spoon to have a taste of the feast.
But to her utmost surprise, Julie slapped her wrist away with a warning, “Don’t touch it!” he glared at her.
“What do you mean don’t touch it? Isn’t this foot meant for eating?” Anabelle was still asking when Julie stood abruptly and began to pack the foods, pile after pile.
She and Israel watched in shocked silence as Julie packed his yummilicious foods and dumped them in the sink.
“If you’re that hungry, ask him to make you one,” Was the only word Julie said to her and left with a scowl.
What the heck was wrong with him?
The third point of view:
“Cecile,”
“God!”
The woman almost jumped out of her skin when that giant touched her on the shoulder out of nowhere. She had been having a pleasant conversation with the kitchen staff when he called her.
“Sorry, did I startle you?” He tried to check up on her but she withdrew from his touch as usual.
“It’s okay,” Cecil said, giving the both of them a reasonable distance.
“Can we talk?” Emerald added when he saw her companions, “Alone,”
Cecile looked towards the women working in the kitchen she had been having a good conversation with before his arrival.
“I’ll be stepping out for a while,”
“Sure,” they nodded. It was not as if they could stop her anyway, Emerald would deal with them – everyone feared that brooding giant.
Emerald was tempted to grab Cecil’s hand and lead her to a private area but he quickly turned on his heels and went ahead, hands in the pocket of his short. Cecil resented him, he shouldn’t do anything careless that would topple their already rocky relationship. If it wasn’t because of this case, Emerald was sure as hell that she wouldn’t allow him even as much as five feet around her.
“This is alright for a bit of privacy, right?” He asked her, stepping into the terrace.
“Sure,” Cecil answered without meeting his gaze. She said to him indifferently, “Tell me, what do you have me brought here for?”