Chapter 693 - Six Hundred And Ninety-Three: The Confession
Thanks for the golden tickets ????
The third point of view:
"Ugh!" Pedro yelled for the umpteenth ti because he found himself in the hospital garden after being chased away by his fiancée Isabella.
What had he done wrong? His fiancée left him to figure out that one on his own and it was driving him crazy. So here he was going over the events of the day in his mind.
Before Isabella left for work today, there had Been no problems between them hence it was more surprising the sudden change in her attitude.
"Well, co on Pedro, think about it," he willed his mind to rember where he had done it wrong.
But no matter how much he thought about it, there was no progress at all. Maybe this was a test? What test? No, no, it wasn't it, Pedro ran his hand through his hair.
But then, it was in the process of ruffling his hair that it suddenly hit him.
["That was quite an intense call"]
["What's wrong? You almost seem like a person caught doing sothing?wrong"]
Pedro rembered all the questions Isabella asked him the day they had gone to his grandmother's place for dinner. If Isabella had begun to have her suspicions then and made so investigation, it made that she... knew everything.
Oh shit.
He was done.
It was a miracle Isabella didn't cut his head off.
"Ugh!" Pedro scread once more and began to stamp on innocent flowers that did nothing to him and at the sa ti scared so patients away.
"Who is that mad man?" one of them asked while fleeing.
However, Pedro paid no attention to them. He scread into the air, pouring out his frustration and anger. He had failed Isabella! This wasn't the life he promised her. She must be so disappointed in him. No wonder, she treated him that way.
This is so stupid, Pedro began to laugh hysterically as if he had lost his mind. But his laughter suddenly turned into tears as he began to cry hard. What if Isabella decides to call off the wedding and refuse him?
God, he can't do that. He loved Isabella too much to give up on her. What was he going to do now? Everything has fallen apart, he cried.
However, no amount of crying could erase the fact that he had to face Isabella. He never considered this happening since he was sure of hiding the truth from her. Everything would have been solved if Natasha hadn't gone into hiding.
At once, Pedro picked up his phone and called his n in charge of the case, "Have you found her?"
"No, sir but?-"
He ended the call right away without a second thought. What he needed right now was a positive answer, not excuses!
After almost an hour of deep thought, Pedro decided to right his wrong and as well dance to the tune of the music he played. So he went back to the ward and entered her room amid her warning.
Isabella's eyes snapped open the instant she sensed the change in her environnt, soone was in her room. She didn't have to raise an alarm because a familiar cologne hit her nostrils and she knew it was Pedro instantly.
To be honest, after he had left, Isabella wondered if she had gone too far with her actions. But she thought it over, this was a case of cheating and her partner had hidden it from her. No punishnt was sufficient.
She sat up saying, "I thought I told you that I don't want to see you in my…."
Isabella trailed off because she was treated to the sight of Pedro getting down to his knees. Her jaw dropped while she stood still. The only ti Pedro had ever used his knees on the floor was to propose to her, but now?
"What are you doing?" Isabella was dumbfounded by his move.
Yet Pedro didn't say a word, his face was lowered because he didn't dare to look her in the eyes.
"Get up," she commanded him.
Yet he didn't move from his spot and that infuriated her.
Isabella got down from the bed and got down to her knees as well, grasping his face with her palm, "If you're going to apologize to for cheating, do it properly by looking in the eyes. What kind of bastard does that?!" She yelled at his face.
Pedro did as she said, slowly lifting his eyes to reveal the pain in there and that made Isabella's breath hitch, her financé was hurting.
"H-hey," Her hand cupping his face trembled. Even though she wasn't the one crying, Isabella felt as if soone was squeezing her chest from inside out. This was simply crazy. She was supposed to be the one yelling his head off for cheating on her, but then here she was feeling empathic.
"I'm so sorry," Pedro apologized profusely, "I didn't an to hide it from you but I just didn't want to hurt you, Isabella,"
"I know," Isabella nodded
Pedro grasped her face this ti although his hands were shaking, "You can't do anything you want to , Isabella, hit , slap , but please don't leave . I don't think I can do it without you," He cried.
For the first ti, Isabella was left with no words to say. She at once hugged him tight, "It's okay, I'll punish you later"
Pedro pulled apart, "Please believe when I tell you that you're the only one I love in this life and would ever be with. Whatever happened between Natasha and was all orchestrated by her.?I don't know what happened but she -"
"I know, Pedro," Isabella said.
"I would never cheat on you, Isabella," Pedro hoped she saw through his sincerity.
"Yes, I know,"
"And the wedding...?"
"It would go on as planned," Isabella was firm in her decision, "There was never a ti I was going to give you up to that woman. Pedro, we've co a long way to stop now,"
Pedro was so stunned, he asked, "You're still going to go ahead with the marriage even when you know she's pregnant for ?"
"Of course, " her head jerked up,"Wait - what?!"
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