A Year With The Billionaire

Isabella's POV

I take heavy steps towards our room.

jayden's room rather. It is no longer mine again.

I came in like it was normal for the boss's wife to come into her matrimonial home at 5 am, even though it has been two weeks since I last came here.

I'm sure the maids won't call Jayden. They don't know about our rift, do they?

I had to run away from the hospital because of Jayden and I know going to Grandma's place is definitely not the solution at the moment. Jayden will find me there and Grandma will allow him in.Some sentences are incomplete if you are not reading this novel on FindNovel.net. Visit FindNovel.net to read the complete chapters for free. I took the bathroom window out and stuck around till I was so sure that my absence had been noticed and they were all gone to find me somewhere before I took the window back inside the bathroom and sat on the water closet to baw my eyes out.

I cried out my eyes. Not because getting pregnant is a bad thing but because the timing is wrong.

My baby won't be appreciated. My baby won't be loved. His father isn't proud to have him.

No wonder Jayden was looking very angry. This explains why Sabrina was taunting him with her giggles. They knew how much he hated children but I won't let him hate my child.

Not being in our lives is better than for him to be and despising what we shared and also what resulted from what we shared.

My baby deserves better.

After crying to my satisfaction, I left the hospital. I took a cab to Grandma's place not because I wanted to spend the night there even though I had nowhere to go. I only went there to see if Grandma was back at home.

She wasn't home but the moment I told the cab man to drive off, I saw her and Safina getting down from a cab with worry on their faces.

I wished I could assure them that I am fine and I am going to be fine but I couldn't. I just need some time alone. To myself. If} make an appearance, Grandma might not let me do what I intend to and she might tell Jayden where I intend to go.

I don't want that. I will be back home when I want to and when I am ready.

I took the same cab to Gabriels place. I was tempted to go in and beg Sabrina to let me spend the night and also help me get the things I came to this house for but I couldn't.

I won't be rest assured that Jayden won't find me if I tell anyone about what I want to do.

Instead, I ask the cabman to take off again.

I know Gabriel is loyal to Jayden and he might tell him if Sabrina knows about my whereabouts. I also know that they are searching all over for me which is why I decided to come here.

This is definitely the right time to come here. Jayden is out looking for me and by the time I am gone, he won't even know a thing till he gets home to realize that all my things are gone as well.

I couldn't book a hotel to lay my head in for the night because I have nothing on me. The only thing I have is my phone and I had to come here to get my credit cards, my international passport and visa as well as all my clothes, including the ones he bought for me.

I don't want to leave any traces behind. I want everything gone and done with.

I won't even regret going along with the clothes he bought for me because I will consider it as compensation for the s*x.

If it was the former Isabella, I would have chosen to drop the clothes and go to where I wanted to go without them so I won't be reminded of him.

But what is the use of doing that?

Whether I go along with the clothes or not, I will still be reminded of him because of the seed growing inside of me.

His seed.

He pumped his seed into me that night at the hotel when we had an argument and reconciled with sex. I felt it. I felt it streaming into me but I never thought this would happen. It never crossed my mind that I would be carrying a baby for Jayden.

Not in my wildest dream,

My baby will remind me of him. He is the product of what we did. We made this baby and I won't forget about him no matter how hard I try.

This baby will keep reminding me of the so-called mistake that led to all of this. But I don't regret it. I just feel sad that this is happening.

To Jayden, it is just a terrible mistake so is this pregnancy but I am keeping this baby whether he likes it or not.

I turn the doorknob and fortunately, it isn't locked. He must have left in a hurry last night to come over to the party to meet me to even realize he didn't lock the door.

I was surprised to see him, though I know Jayden is capable of anything. He must have had one of his guards monitor my movement and when he was told that I was at a party, he came all the way there to convince me to come back home with him.

Bullshit!

Everything about him is bullshit. This marriage is bullshit

I enter the room and the first thing my eyes catch is the glass of wine, Adrianna Vineyard. The one we both liked in common was sitting comfortably on the coffee stool with two glasses of wine filled to the brim.

Was he drinking before he was told about my presence in the club?

I take my eyes off the wine and wander round the room.

Realizing that I am here for a reason and I have limited time, I get to work. The cab man is waiting for me outside and there is nowhere in the world that I can pay him if I don't have my purse with me which is in the closet.

jayden had probably asked the maids to arrange the clothes I scattered on the floor the day I left home, back neatly into the closet.

I pack half of the clothes in one go and dump them in my suitcase, then repeat the process till nothing is left. Then, I proceed to the shoe section and do the same before moving over to the dresser where my lotions, deodorants, and antiperspirants are.

I pack everything.

Every single thing I brought here and every single thing he got for me.

I am leaving no traces.

Three suitcases are filled to the brim. The third suitcase contains most of the designer bags he got for me. Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ (ꜰind)ɴʘvel.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Remembering that the cab man might become impatient for the time I have spent, I drag the suitcases out of the door and take a hold of my handbag which contains my passport, visa, and purse. I dump my phone into my bag and beckon to the maid standing downstairs to come and help me.

She calls another maid and they come to help without any question, even though they are raising suspicious brows at me. “Please take them to the cab waiting outside. Be fast about it", I say to them as I watch them drag the three suitcases down and I follow.

Natalie meets me halfway, glancing around. “What is happening? Where is the boss? He didn't come home last night and you have been away for weeks too. Is everything ok?

Not wanting to be delayed by her questions, I flash her a smile and choose to lie. “Everything is fine. 'm going on a trip” “With the boss?”

“Not really. He might be home soon and he might choose to come to meet me over there.”

She doesn't look convinced but I am not in the right frame of mind to start explaining what happened or to satisfy her curiosity.

“see you, soon’, I say to her before walking past her with a wave of the hand.

I can feel her eyes on my back as I walk to the front door. When I get to the door, I turn back to meet her gaze.

She smiles and I do the same.

Quickly, I walk out, increasing my pace as the maids come back empty-handed.

“Thank you’, I say to them in appreciation. They bow and wave at me.

Before I can get to the gate, it opens wide as though a car is coming in. Like my assumptions, a car gears its way in and it turns out to be Jayden’s car.

My heart race. My senses are alert and I find my legs carrying me towards the open gate before he can see me.

I run past the car and he sees me.

“Isabella? Bella!” He calls but I am paying deaf ears to his calls. I won't let him stop me. I won't let him hate my baby. I won't let him make our baby unwanted. I won't let him make me feel cheap and miserable ever again.

“Isabellat” I hear the loud slamming of the car door as I run as fast as I can out of the gate and towards the waiting cab.

I hear Jayden’s voice and loud footsteps from behind but I don't wait.

“Drive, drive, drivel” I chant to the driver before getting into the car.

I open the car door, slump into the seat and slam the door shut as he ignites the car engine into action and drives off immediately.