THE OTHER WOMAN
DISCLAIMER: STEPHENIE MEYER OWNS IT ALL.
September 01, 2015
EDWARD
"Good morning, Mr. Cullen." Siraj, my personal butler greets me as soon as I step inside my suite at six thirty in the morning.
"Morning, Siraj. How have you been?" I smile and make my way straight towards the bedroom.
"Sir, may I get you anything?"
"I know it's too early to eat, but I'm starving."
"What may I ask the chef to cook for you?" He asks politely and I think about it.
"Just a sandwich would be great, thank you." I nod.
"We offer a wide range of American sandwiches. Bacon, egg and cheese, BLT, cheese sandwich, club sandwich, ham and cheese, bologna, chic—" I hold up a finger to stop him before he reads out the entire sandwich menu for me.
"A ham and turkey sandwich would be great, thank you." He nods and leaves the room. I place both my phone and wallet on the nightstand and change out of my travel clothes into a pair of loose pajama pants. I run a hand through my hair and grab my phone.
Why hasn't Bella called yet?
I read the emails I missed during my flight and check on the list of people coming to Dubai in two weeks. I hope Jacob is coming as well. I never send interns with the first team, but I made a deal with him and I believe he will work out well.
I don't understand why he would have a problem if I dated Bella. It's not like things are going to change. Initially, things might be weird for him but he can adapt, can't he? He doesn't have to be so annoying about it.
I plop myself down on the four poster bed and stare up at the round canopy above me. I sigh softly. I feel oddly at peace right now. When my phone rings, I almost leap out of the bed to check the name on the screen. I sigh disappointedly when the name is Alex, not Bella pops up on the screen. I don't want to speak to him but I still answer it.
"Hey." I mutter and take a deep breath.
"Hey, man! How was the flight?"
"Long, what's up?"
"Nothing, I just wanted to check in."
"Okay."
"Hey, are you still mad at me?"
"Yes, I am." I say curtly and he sighs.
"When I went to Bella's this morning, she told me that you guys had made up!" I sit on the bed and shake my head.
"What were you doing at her place?"
"Duh, having breakfast," He says like it's the most obvious explanation in the world. "She was really sad though, because you left without waking her up."
I run a hand through my hair. "I guess I had that one coming. And I'm not mad at you for yelling at me or some other shit. I'm very angry at you because you completely ignored my point when I spoke to you on the phone. How difficult is it to listen when I tell you something important?"
"Again, I'm sorry."
"Nobody knows the shit I go through more than you do. I just needed a little help. On top of which, dad got pissed because he missed Alice's show and the plan was ruined."
"I just," Alex groans softly. "Bella was so excited to see you from the moment I picked her up and then you showed up with Tanya. And Bella was so sad and hurt, I just felt very protective of her."
"I understand but we can't go back in time and change anything now. What's done is done. Eleazar Denali is smarter than I thought he was."
Siraj knocks on the door and walks in, pushing a cart. I sigh with relief when I see a wine bucket on it. Even though it's seven in the morning local time, it's six in the afternoon Pacific time and I could kill for some chilled wine. I motion him to put the plate on the nightstand instead of the coffee table because I'm not in the mood to get out of bed. He puts a bowl of dried fruits next to it and pours me a glass of red wine. I mouth him 'thank you' and he silently leaves.
"I didn't have any idea Eleazar was setting this all up."
"Bella noticed though, she saw him making phone calls. My girl is very smart." I whisper and take a sip of wine. Fuck, it's good.
"Do you think he'll cancel his project with us?"
"Maybe, I'm not sure. He'll be pretty humiliated after what is going to happen to him in exactly twenty one days."
"Have you timed everything?"
I roll my eyes. "It's not me, Alex. It's the court date; September 22. I bet I can pull some strings to make them homeless before that." I whisper and contemplate that thought. It might work if I speak with Emmett about it.
"That sounds cool," I laugh and shake my head. "And he has no idea about this?"
"Eleazar tried to wiretap my work and personal calls. Thank god for Zidek, plus we can always add breaches to the lawsuit."
"Wow, okay. When are we set to start his project?"
"Immediately after the construction for Maitso begins."
"It's a very lucrative project, Edward. That man is paying some serious bucks."
"Yeah, Kate sent me the final numbers, and it came around $3.4 billion."
"What?! Man, you should definitely marry Tanya," I sigh softly and hear him chuckle on the other end of the line. "Sorry. But, Edward that's a hefty amount. He will back out when you break up with Tanya."
"It's not about the money this time, Alex; Tanya is really annoying me."
Alex laughs. "Yeah, I can see that. Anyway, at least you weren't photographed with Bella on Sunday. That would've created some stir."
"Yes."
"Because, you know, Bella was my date."
"Alex, that's enough." I warn him, trying not to get jealous.
"We were also photographed at the mall with Alice the week before the fundraiser."
I tighten my hold on the phone and a soft growl escapes my lips. "I'm going to kill you, Alex."
"What?" He asks innocently. "I'm just telling you what you already know."
"I don't want to hear it again."
"Aw, look at you all jealous."
"It's six thirty in the morning, Alex. Don't get on my nerves."
"Speaking of getting annoyed, I'll forward you a couple of articles. See what you can make of them."
I frown as his voice turns serious. "About what?"
"Uh well, we announced Mr. Black's resignation and we have a press conference on Friday about it. People are obviously hyping it and you aren't here… so they are, you know—"
"I don't care what shit they print about me. We have the launch tomorrow and I don't want it to ruin my good mood."
"Sure, you got it. Anyway, we have a new offer in the works. Christopher Schmidt wants to set up a meeting and speak with us himself."
"Excellent, that's the best news I've heard in days."
Christopher Schmidt is the current CEO of Golfworth, the leading brand in sports apparel, specializing in golf, particularly. The company has retained earnings worth billions. They are a huge organization; I bet their project will be just as challenging as the Denali's.
"They are planning on making their headquarters in Geneva." Alex adds and I nod thoughtfully.
"Alright, set up a meeting for when I return."
"Uh, about that actually, I don't think I'll be in town for those two weeks, maybe more."
"What's wrong, Alex?"
"I got an email from dad," He whispers and sighs softly. "And mom dropped by at the office to speak to me about it."
I know. His father called me to talk about the same issue. I have no idea why Alex is reluctant to meet with his father every year. It's been four years; he needs to get over it. Plus, his father is an excellent guy and he and I are on great terms.
"You know you have to go, don't you?" I ask softly and hear him sigh again. "Alex, come on buddy, you can do better than that."
"I hate him, Edward. He is an asshole. He kept me away from my family. And I hate mom because she forces me to go."
"Don't go for your father or Aunt Jane. Just have some fun. Take some time off from work and you'll feel refreshed. You have friends and family there. It's not like you're a complete stranger to the city. Go."
"Fine." He grumbles sadly and I shake my head.
"So, did you get a chance to meet Jasper yet?" I divert the topic which works and Alex laughs.
"Not yet. He is still in Houston. Man, I haven't seen him in a long time."
"Not since college. I suggested that he join at the first of the month but he wants us both there. Which might take a while it seems, with you going to Sydney and all."
He chuckles. "Yep, but he started working from home already, it's great to have him on board."
"I hope so. Anyway, I'm going to eat now so we'll talk later."
"Yeah, goodnight."
"Goodnight to you too. You're just wasting my time." I mutter and he snorts.
"Bye."
"Bye."
I put the phone down and finally start eating my sandwich. God, it tastes like heaven. I wonder if Bella is cooking dinner right now; although, it's still early in Seattle. I smile thinking about her. She makes the most delicious food but has a bad habit of underestimating herself. I know she can do better than that.
Bella is perfect; when will she understand that?
My phone buzzes and I grin when I see her name flashing on the screen. I answer it as fast as I can.
"Hey," I say softly and hear nothing but silence on the other line. I frown. "Bella? Love, are you there?"
Bella coughs a little, indicating me of her presence.
"I'm sorry I didn't wake you up when I left, baby. But you looked so peaceful sleeping. I wanted to wake you up but I just couldn't. Did you get my note?"
"Hmm."
"Hey, don't stay mad. I really miss you." I whisper.
"Hmm."
This isn't working. I need to make a dick move.
"I caught a cold during the flight over and now I have a fever." I lie which works and she gasps on the other end of the line.
"What? How are you? Did you see a doctor? You should be resting, sweetheart. Did you check your temperature? Were you asleep? Am I disturbing you?" I smile and hear her sigh. "Baby? Should I call you later?"
"No! It's been nearly fifteen hours since I last heard your beautiful voice. Plus, I'm fine. I just made that up."
"So you lied to me? I was getting worried over here, Edward!" She says exasperatedly and I chuckle.
"I'm sorry, Bella. But you weren't talking to me so I had no other choice. How was your day?"
"It's Monday, of course it was eventful. Is it morning in Dubai?"
"Six-thirty in the morning."
"Why are you still up?"
"I was hungry so I'm eating a sandwich. What about you? Are you making dinner?"
"Yes I am. Plus, Jake is coming over. He has some exciting news to share with me," I laugh because we both know it's about the upcoming business trip. "Yes, I'm going to pretend to be surprised."
"What are you cooking?"
"Phở Bò."
I frown. "What the fuck is that?"
She giggles on the other line. "It's a Vietnamese dish. In simple words, beef noodle soup."
"Then why can't you just call it beef noodle soup?"
"Alright, honey. I'm cooking beef noodle soup."
"Oh," I smile. "That sounds delicious. Did you read about it somewhere?"
"I was flipping through cooking channels and stumbled upon it. It's a dish that I can cook in a slow cooker. I put it on before I left this morning. So, when I got home, I didn't have to worry about making dinner."
"I bet Jacob loves to eat the different cuisines you cook for him." I say softly and hear her stir something in the background.
"Yeah, I'm glad I have him. But, I'm sure he is going to fry my brain talking about you tonight."
I laugh and take a sip of my wine. "You should really listen to the praise with an open mind."
"I do. But he shouldn't talk about you all the time. It gets pretty annoying."
"You're just jealous." I tease and her laughter is cut short when the doorbell rings.
"Hold on, honey," Bella whispers and I hear her walking. The door creaks open and she squeals making me chuckle. "Jake! Put me down right now! I'm on the phone."
"Way to ruin it, Bells! I had a whole bit planned out." She snorts.
"You can tell me during dinner."
"Alright!" I can hear the excitement in his voice. "I'm going to freshen up if you don't mind."
"Go ahead." She says as I hear a pair of footsteps fading down the hall.
I don't think I've ever heard Jacob this happy. It's not like I see a lot of him during my meetings but he is never this cheerful. Maybe he is still shy in the office.
"Hey, sorry that was Jake." Bella mutters and I smile.
"I heard. Should I hang up? We can talk later."
"No, it's okay. But get some rest. I don't want you looking so tired all the time."
"I promise I'll try to catch a break."
I suddenly hear a door slam shut on her end. "Bell? Whose Henley is this?"
"Fuck," I mutter under my breath and run a hand through my hair. Why didn't Bella put it away?
"It's uh…" She trails off and I wonder what she is thinking. She can't lie at all. "Oh!" She exclaims in a squeaky voice which startles me. "Seth had to change before going to his basketball game. My apartment was the closest, so I gave him the key. He must have left it here. I'll give it back to him tomorrow morning."
That is the most ridiculous explanation I've ever heard. Is Jacob supposed to buy that?
"Oh yeah? Since when can Seth afford a Tom Ford Henley?" Oh god.
"Tom who?" She asks in confusion.
"Wow, that's a great start Bella." I whisper into the phone and she huffs.
"Tom Ford." Jacob pronounces the words with exaggerated slowness.
"What's wrong with Tom Ford?"
"Well, it costs $1500."
"What do you do, Jacob? Work for the fashion police? Just leave the Henley in my bedroom and get over it!"
"Okay, okay. Calm down."
I can't help laugh. "Oh baby, you're such a bad liar."
"Shut up." Bella mumbles to me and I shake my head.
"What did I say?" Jacob asks making her groan in frustration.
"Nothing, Jake. Can you stir the broth while I take this call in the other room? It's pretty important."
"Who is it?"
"Angela." She immediately answers and I chuckle.
"Oh, okay sure."
The sounds from her side dissolve altogether and I can't hear anything except her breathing deeply. Why did she grow so quiet? I frown.
"Love, are you alright?"
"Yeah," She says shakily. "I've never lied to Jake before. It just feels weird."
"Only a handful of people know about us, Bella. We can tell Jacob if you want. But, you mentioned that he will be uncomfortable."
"I really want to introduce you to Jake as the man that I lo—uh, am dating," I smile when she recovers her sentence. "And not the boss who he works for. I want him to like you apart from the office. And I don't want him to feel weird when he finds out about us."
"We can tell him about us in few weeks once everything is sorted out and I'm back in town."
"I can hardly wait."
"Me too."
"What are your plans this week? Are you going to be working all the time?"
I chuckle. "Not really. Mr. Omar and I will probably play golf once or twice and I need to visit the mall because of my dear sister and the crap she wants me to buy," I roll my eyes and hear Bella laughing. "There are museums, aquariums, towers and many more places."
"Sounds very interesting."
"I would've loved to take you around as well."
Bella sighs on the other line. "Maybe some other time."
"Definitely." I mutter and nod to myself. Someday, I'll show her around this city.
"Okay, I hate to say this but I have to go back to the kitchen before Jake burns it down.'
"I'll give you a call later."
"I'll be waiting. Bye, Edward. Get some rest, sweetheart."
"Yes, ma'am. Take care."
"I miss you."
"I miss you too, baby. Now go, before Jacob walks in and hears you."
"Yeah, bye," I can hear the reluctance in her voice that matches mine. I run a hand through my hair as I wait for her to hang up. "Edward?" I chuckle.
"Yes?"
"Why didn't you hang up?"
"Why didn't you?" I retort and she giggles.
"I don't want to."
"I don't want to either." I smile as I hear silence on the other end.
"Edward? Hang up the phone."
"No, you hang up. You called me."
She sighs but then laughs. "Come on, this is ridiculous. Hang up."
"No, you hang up."
I hear a sudden commotion from her side. "Bella?! I think I just screwed up the soup!" I hear Jake shouting which makes me laugh.
"Oh god, now I have to hang up. Bye, Edward. Go to sleep." She says urgently and ends the call. I chuckle and set the phone aside.
I set the wine glass down and get under the covers. I turn off the lights and close my eyes. My mind is instantly invaded with thoughts of Bella. God, I love her so much. I drift off to sleep dreaming about her beautiful face and hoping that when I wake up, the day will be brighter than I think it's going to be.
September 04, 2015
I check my watch and see that it's one in the afternoon. I am sitting in the gigantic reception area of the hotel and reading through my emails. I get comfortable on the plush armchair and drink my champagne. I run a hand through my hair and sigh impatiently. My eyes race towards the entrance as I watch Kate enter the hotel with a smile on her face.
Kate struts in as the bellhop carries her luggage. Her eyes widen when she notices four staff members standing close to the entrance. The first man hands her a rolled up hot towel, and she wipes her hands with it. A woman pours liquid into a small Limoges teacup as she tries to hide her scowl. Kate hates tea. She takes a sip, and the frown disappears as she starts looking around the area. Finally, a man hands her a piece of chocolate and she is escorted in my direction. I stand up and watch her take a look at the lavish lobby of the Burj Al Arab Hotel.
Kate beams at me and puts the cup away before giving me a tight hug. I smile and release her.
"How was the flight?"
"Long! Too long if you ask me. What are you doing here?"
"Waiting for you." I shrug and we both sit across from each other.
"Ah, that's very sweet of you. I knew you were around when I tasted a margarita in my tea cup instead of saffron tea."
I chuckle and nod my head.
"How is everything back home?"
Kate chuckles but her smile looks strained. "When was the last time you spoke to Bella?"
"Uh, I haven't spoken to her since Monday. I was swamped with work and I'm dreading calling her."
"Why?"
"You know why." I snap and she sighs, nodding her head.
"I do but it's only four more days, Edward."
"Only four more days? No Kate," I shake my head. "It's a lot more for us. Do you realize that ever since the fundraiser, Bella and I have barely spent any time together? Not more than two-three days, I'd say."
"You should've called her." Kate whispers and her blue eyes turn serious.
"Kate, I don't get it."
She nods in understanding and turns in her seat when a pair of footsteps approaches us. A man stands in front of us holding four magazines. He hands them to Kate and walks away. I frown and take a deep breath.
"What is it?"
"A gift from Alice." Is all she says and hands the small bundle to me. I fan them out on the table between us and freeze.
Oh. My. God.
Photographs; four covers photos. Of Bella and me. Fuck! Fuck, this is not good at all. Shit, I need to call my lawyers, I need to call Kyle, and I need to call Zidek. What the fuck is this?! I hastily grab the first magazine and flip through the pages and see a couple more photos of us. From the Auction Room, the dance floor, our table. Oh, my girl looks so beautiful.
I skim through the other three magazines and find different pictures but from similar venues. I don't waste my time and read the things written but I'm pretty sure the press is speculating something. I need to find out who the fuck did this. One photo and it's no big deal… but there is more than one.
The court date is so close. I don't need this right now. I stroke Bella's face with my thumb, tracing that beautiful smile on her face as she stares up at me in the photograph. Oh, she has been looking forward to me coming home soon. I can't even give her that anymore. I'm the most horrible person.
I run both my hands through my hair and let out a tired sigh. Kate clears her throat and I gaze at her.
"What are you thinking?" She asks softly and I shake my head.
"I need to call my lawyers. Fuck, I need to speak with Irina and Maggie! This can't be happening! Shit, shit… I can't deal with this right now." I mutter and close my eyes.
I need a strong drink; or a cigarette. I've been good for eight fucking years! Why the fuck do I feel so desperate? I almost smoked a cigarette on Sunday at Alice's fashion show, but thankfully Alex came after me and snatched the cigarette away that I was offered by some middle aged man. I can't imagine what could happen if I started smoking again.
"Edward! Edward!" Kate snaps me out of my reverie and I meet her alarmed look. "Don't even think about it."
I frown and find myself subconsciously tapping my foot. I stop and she glares at me.
"Sorry." I whisper and run a hand through my hair.
"Did you forget what happened in Naples eight years ago? Are you really that dumb?" She hisses and I bury my face in my hands.
"Everything is just a little too much to handle." I mumble and hear her chuckle dryly.
"You don't think I know?" She asks and I frown but don't peek at her. "Would you mind if I tell you a story?" Story?
"Be my guest."
"There was this girl who met a guy at her bookstore," I look up at her and she continues talking. "She really liked him and had no idea who he was. But she eventually found out that he was a rich, famous architect. The only problem was that she really liked him but he had a girlfriend; a rich, famous girlfriend. But, you know the irony of it? The guy loved her and not the girlfriend.
"And one night; they danced. They danced like nobody else was in the room. It wasn't anything harmful, right? Just an innocent dance. But, they looked so in love that the gossip magazines bought those pictures to publish. Now because the guy is the most eligible bachelor in town, nobody cares what he does. He can call lawyers and publicists to clear things up. But, what about the girl, Edward? In the last ten minutes, did you even think about giving her a call?
"I j—" Kate cuts me off.
"Do you want to know what happened to that girl over the past three days, Edward? She couldn't go out of her apartment. Not because she was crying or depressed or stressed out. But, because there were two dozen photographers outside her apartment building trying get a picture of her. Why you might ask. Well, people are really curious to know who Edward Cullen is having a secret affair with."
"Bella tried calling you. Your phone was switched off and her brother didn't pick up. She was frantic when she called Alice and me because this has never happened to her. Alice had her driver help her out from the back exit. It took us a while the first day. They finally gave up yesterday so that's over."
"My point is that someone you know leaked her home address and created the speculation about the two of you," She looks me square in the eye and nods. "We both know who it is and why this has happened. You make sure this doesn't happen again, Edward. Bella is a good friend of mine as well and I would hate to see something horrible happen to her because of these evil mind games you're playing with the Denalis. She doesn't need this in her life."
"Bella must hate me so much." I whisper in an anguished voice and take a deep breath.
"If she did, she would've left you. She is being very tolerant about this."
"Why didn't she call?" I mutter to myself and Kate sighs.
"Bella did, Edward. I have no idea why you never answered her phone calls. You were either swamped with work or she had terrible timing. She stopped calling two days ago assuming you were too busy."
"I was. This is the first time in four days that I have had some time on my hands."
"I know, Ed. I understand but you really need to speak to her. She is pretending that all of this isn't affecting her, but it is."
"I'll speak to her, I will." I murmur and run a hand through my hair. I gulp down my champagne and grab my phone. I stand up halfway but sit down when I see Kate's thoughtful expression.
"Kate, what's wrong?" I ask and she looks up at me with a startled face.
"I think there is something else bothering her." Kate whispers and I frown.
"What exactly?"
"I don't know… maybe, something about her store. I'm not sure but it is definitely something."
"Thanks, I'll look into it."
"And I don't mean to make things worse but," She grabs a magazine from the table between us and slides it to me. "Open Page 3."
I reluctantly open the page and realize its Alice's interview; the one after her show on Sunday. I skim through and a couple of questions almost stop my heart.
So Alice, your brother; Edward Cullen has made a lot of news recently. He is undertaking a massive project in Dubai and people have been keen to find out more about it. Has he ever made it a point to discuss his work with you?
(Laughs) Not really. We try to stay away from work as much as possible when we talk. Plus, he is very private about both his work and personal life. I do know that there is a launch program happening in the forthcoming days.
Recently, there were speculations that he is engaged to Tanya Denali but our sources denied the news. Has there been a rift in their relationship? He has been seen with a mystery brunette a couple of times?
I am not the most ideal person to judge the people in his life. But, Edward is a wonderful human being and cares deeply about the people in his life.
Alex Platt—your cousin, has also been photographed with the same brunette on a couple of occasions. Do you happen to know who she is?
Of course. She's one of my best friends. We recently met through a common friend and she is amazing.
Is Alex Platt dating her?
No, he is not. They are great friends and everyone in my family has taken quite a liking to her.
During the Victor Platt Foundation Fundraiser, your brunette friend was spotted getting very cozy with Edward and their pictures have graced a lot of magazines. Is there something going on between them?
Well, (chuckles), like I mentioned, my brother has a very private life. My friend has been a great support to Edward through the rough time in both his work and personal life. I would be more than happy to see something happen between the two of them. They look great together.
There is no denying that, moving on… What new inspirations can we expect from you at the upcoming New York Fashion Week…
"Excuse me; I have to make some very urgent phone calls."
I stand up and gather all the magazines in my hands and hastily leave for the escalators that lead me to the elevators. Alice is dead tonight. I don't care where on Earth she is working her ass off right now. I'm going to give her an earful for the shit she just pulled by giving an interview.
When I enter my bedroom, I throw the magazines on the bed and give her a call. She answers on the first ring.
"Hello?" Alice chirps in her upbeat voice but I'm fuming with anger.
"What the fuck did you try to prove by saying things about Bella and me in a magazine interview?! Do you have any fucking idea what Bella must have thought about this? How can you be so fucking stupid?!" I screech and take a deep breath.
"Jesus, relax Edward. It wasn't Cosmo or Marie Claire, just some local magazines. Don't worry, things will get worse when you officially start going out."
'That's relaxing to know." I snap and hear her sigh on the other line.
"Edward, what is the matter with you? You need to chill! I spoke to Bella, and she doesn't mind! I bet she is just happy that everyone knows that she is not going after two guys at the same time."
I run a hand through my hair. "Is there anything else you want to tell me before I think of various ways to kill you?"
"Uh well yeah. I might have sent a couple of pictures to an Australian magazine that we know. The editor wanted to run the photos to discuss the clothes."
Wrath surges through me and I try to control my breathing.
"Are you fucking stupid?! Do you have no idea about personal privacy? I don't care if the editor is our—" A knock on the door cuts me off.
I am about to screech at Siraj but he wheels the cart in my direction and I turn away. I don't give a fuck right now.
"Edward, please calm down." Alice says and I press my lips together, not saying anything.
"Mr. Cullen?" Siraj calls out and I turn to find him holding a covered plate in his hands. I stare at him questioningly and he takes the top off. Fuck. It's chocolate cheesecake. I can never say no to chocolate cheesecake.
"Why do I think you have something to do with this?" I whisper to Alice who giggles on the other end of the line.
"I have no idea what you are talking about."
"Alice, really?"
"Well, I might have made arrangements about the cake before you saw the magazines and told your butler to bring it to you once your voice could be heard two doors away."
I roll my eyes and turn to Siraj.
"I need some scotch, please." I whisper and he leaves the room.
I sit on the chaise lounge and take a bite of the cake. The strong flavors burst into my mouth and it relieves a little of my stress. Bella would love this cake. I shake off the distracting thoughts and focus on the topic at hand.
"Alice, you need to think before you speak. Please understand that."
"Edward, let's look at this objectively." I resist the urge to roll my eyes.
"Go ahead." I mutter and try to eat the cake as fast as possible. It's too good to stop eating.
"First, now everyone knows that Bella isn't the kind of person who is switching from one rich guy to another. Second, people might get an idea there must be something between the two of you so they won't hype it up when they see you in public and last, the focus will be away from you and Tanya."
"Alice, what Bella and I have isn't for the tabloids," I whisper desperately and try to control the overwhelming emotions. I'm not even there with my Bella when she needs me the most. This all must be so new to her. "I truly love her, more than anything and it kills me to know that people will make up stories about her. What if this affects her other relationships? Have you thought about that?"
"Edward—"
"Kate told me what happened, Alice. I wasn't even there to help her. I could've taken her to my place for a few days; I would've assured her that things would get better. And I didn't even answer her calls when she needed me. How do you think that makes me feel?"
"I'm sorry, Edward but I was just being protective of you. I don't want people to say mean things about you. You are a great person."
"You cannot live in a world where people don't hate you. They say a lot of crazy shit about me behind my back but I shrug it off. I don't let it get to me. I'm sorry if I was a little too harsh but I can't let some stupid news strain my relationship with Bella. It's still new and tender."
"I'm here for you both. Bella was a little shaken about everything but she is getting better. At least, I hope so. Kate thinks there is something bothering her. I don't know about that. In any case, call her."
"I will."
"Okay, now I have some work to do so we'll talk later."
"Bye, Alice."
"Love you!" She chirps and hangs up.
I place a call to Bella immediately and she answers on the last ring.
"Bella? I'm so sorry, love. I just saw the magazines that Kate has and she told me what happened outside your apartment. I'm sorry, baby. I really am. Please don't worry about it anymore. I'll take care of it, I promise. I spoke to Alice about the stupid interview she gave and I'll make sure she apologizes to you. Please, don't panic about anything anymore. I'm sorry again." I ramble on and take a deep breath at the end.
"Edward?" Her voice is groggy and thick with sleep.
I check my watch and let out a pained sigh. Fuck! It must be two in the morning there. Why the fuck is Alice up and cheerful?
"I'm sorry, angel. Go back to sleep. I'll call you in the morning." I say softly and run a hand through my hair. Why am I so stupid?
"Edward, you sound worried. What's wrong? Tell me."
"Kate told me uh, what happened and showed me the magazines."
"Oh," Her voice goes octaves lower and I frown. "Just give me a second, okay?"
"Sure."
I patiently wait but hear nothing from her. Five minutes later, I decide to speak up.
"Bella? Are you there?"
"I'm sorry; I just had to drink some water." Her voice trembles but I decide not to call her out on her lie.
"Oh."
"How are you? We haven't spoken since Monday."
"I'm sorry, baby. But, I was swamped with work."
"Did you see the pictures?" She whispers and I sigh.
"I really didn't know about them until just now. I'm sorry, love. I hope you aren't mad at me."
"I'm not, sweetheart. It's okay."
"Really?"
"Yes." She says firmly and I frown. Bella sounds fine to me. I wonder why Kate thought that Bella was bothered about something.
"Were you able to go to the bookstore yesterday?"
"I did, there was nobody outside. But, when I went to Whole Foods someone clicked a picture of me. I looked around the store for who it could be, but they were gone. People were staring at me because the magazines at the checkout had our pictures on the covers. It was so… stifling. Please tell me this won't happen every time we go out."
"It won't. People will forget before you know it. And no one is going to judge you by those pictures. They are just wondering how the hell did an idiot like me is dancing with such a beautiful woman."
"You're so sweet for making up such stupid crap," I chuckle and hear the smile in her voice. "I just wish you were here with me."
"I wish that too. Did your friends say something about the photos, Bella? What about Jacob?"
"Well, Angela and Emily came to my apartment the evening the magazines were published, and I ended up telling them everything that has happened since the fundraiser. I hope that's alright with you." She mutters cautiously.
"I don't mind. Plus, women can't keep secrets. I knew you would end up telling them. So now all of your friends know about us?"
"Yes. Not Jacob though."
I frown. "He didn't see the magazines?"
"Um, I don't think so. But, he heard some gossip in the office. At least, my name is not printed anywhere."
"Yeah, that's true."
"I was so anxious and frustrated with everything two days ago, I was losing my mind. So, I baked." I laugh.
"What did you bake?"
"Hot chocolate cookies."
"They sound heavenly. Can you save me some?"
That makes her giggle. "I'm not sure there are any left. But, I can bake some once you're back in town."
"Thanks. And don't be scared, I'll always keep you safe," I hesitate for a second but decide to bring up the topic that has been running in my mind ever since we started talking. "Will you do something for me, Bella?"
"What is it?"
"Will you stay at my place until I get back? I'll call Zidek and somebody will take you there. I want you safe. I don't want something happening to you. Please, don't say no." I plead but she sighs on the other end of the line.
"Thank you, sweetheart but I'm fine at my apartment. I'll be safe. I need to work at my bookstore… I need to pay my cable bill." She mutters the latter part under her breath but I manage to hear it.
"Maybe I can help with the mon—"
"I don't need your money, baby. Just you. Come back to me soon." Bella whispers softly and clears her throat. "Four more days, and then you'll be here. I know you'll be tired but can you come over to my place when you get back?"
Fuck, this is going to be bad.
"Bella uh, I'll be coming to Seattle next Saturday, not this coming Tuesday. My trip has been extended until September 12th. There are some tasks that need my attention and I need to sort them out before I can even think about leaving Dubai. We are taking over a major construction company and I need to get a head start before I come back home."
"That's more than a week away. Nine days." Bella says softly and I run a hand through my hair.
"I'm so sorry, my love. I even had Kate fly here early to speed things up."
"I miss you."
"Oh, I miss you too. I would've done anything just to spend some hours with you but I don't have any free time. I feel terrible about this. You have no idea."
"I understand. You don't have to feel bad. Work always takes time." Her voice fades into nothing but a whisper.
"I know we were both looking forward to it. I'm so sorry."
"Hey, I'm fine. I guess I can wait until next Saturday to see you." She says in a distant voice. I wonder what she is thinking.
"Love, you should go to sleep now."
"Hmm, and you should eat lunch."
"I will. Now, get under the covers."
"Okay."
Kate's words from a while ago echo in my mind.
"I think there is something else bothering her."
"Bella?"
"Yes?"
"If there is something else bothering you; you'd tell me, right?"
There is a long pause which makes me suspicious. "Of course, honey. Why do you ask?"
"Nothing, just wondering." I mumble and hear silence from her side. "We'll talk tomorrow, love. I'll let you sleep now. Good night."
"Can you, uh…" She lets out a shaky breath. "Talk to me until I fall asleep?"
I am surprised by her peculiar request but give in.
"Sure, Bella. Whatever you want."
"Thank you." Her voice audibly breaks but I press my lips together, not saying anything. I know she doesn't want me to realize how incredibly sad she is feeling. I don't want her to feel that way and she is being very strong.
So I talk to Bella in the softest voice I can muster for I don't know how long. I order in-room dining instead of going out because I need to start preparing for tomorrow's meeting. About forty minutes later, I hear her heavy breathing on the other end. My girl is finally asleep.
"Good night, baby. I love you." I murmur and end the call. I bury my face in my hands and take a deep breath.
God she's breaking apart, I can feel it.
September 07, 2015
I sit up straight and clear my throat loud enough for Mr. Omar to stop staring at Kate—who sends me a grateful look. I smile and watch Kyle explain the entry details to Mr. Omar and his team regarding the CAD software. That man is paying me big bucks; I guess I should try to be tolerant of him.
Ever since my conversation with Bella four days ago, I call her every time I'm free. No matter what is happening. I know she is hiding something from me. I wonder if it is about her birthday or about our photos in the paper. It must be something important. And I love her too much to watch her suffer.
I check my watch and see that it's almost eight. It must be seven in the morning in Seattle. Bella should be up at any moment. Kate kicks me under the table and I look up at her with a startled expression. She mouths 'Kyle' and I pay attention to his words and realize he is speaking about an inane topic that doesn't need to be discussed.
I make sure nobody is staring at me and then peer at Kyle until his attention turns to me. He continues speaking and I tightly shake my head. He nods and quickly shifts the flow of the conversation to the layouts and Mr. Omar gives me a knowing smile. I smile back and run a hand through my hair.
My smile widens when my phone buzzes on the conference table with Bella's name flashing on it. All pairs of eyes turn to me and I contemplate whether or not to answer the call. Ah, screw it.
"Excuse me for a moment," I whisper and receive the call. "Good morning, beautiful."
Kate rolls her eyes in my direction and I just smile.
"Good morning, handsome. Thank you for the flowers."
"What flowers? I didn't send you any flowers."
"Of all the men that I know, no one would send a delivery boy at seven in the morning to my doorstep with two dozen dark-red carnations."
"I'll take that as a compliment."
Bella laughs on the other line and I sigh at that lovely sound. "Thank you, they're gorgeous. Are you having dinner?"
"Nope, I'm in a meeting while twelve people who are staring at me wondering when I'll hang up."
"I'm so sorry, Edward. I had no idea. We'll talk later."
"Hey, it's okay," I say softly and chuckle. "Did I say I minded your call?" I place the phone a little away and turn to my unwanted audience. "My girlfriend." I mention and put the phone to my ear.
Mr. Omar offers me on overexcited smile.
"Send her my regards."
I nod.
"Is that Mr. Omar?" Bella asks shyly.
"Yes," I grin. "He says hello. Anyway, make sure to eat breakfast and do not let Alex into your apartment. I have already sent a wake-up call to his phone. If he is late, don't let him in."
"Yes, sir. I hear you loud and clear." Her voice is alight with humor and I roll my eyes.
"You are still going to cook breakfast for him, aren't you?"
"Of course, I am! I'll call you later, you're busy. Bye, I miss you."
"I miss you too, love. Bye." I end the call and put the phone away and Kyle resumes the meeting.
Just a few more days.
September 09, 2015
I tiredly flip to Page 06 of 12 and read the title.
LEVEL SHOES
I skim through the endless list of shoes noted down on the sheet of paper. Front and back! Oh my god, I'm going to kill Alice. Does she think I'm some kind of idiot to buy her so many shoes?! Matt and I are already struggling with the bags we have with us. We had plans to drive around the Ferrari I rented for my stay. Ugh!
I turn to Matt and sigh softly.
"Matt, call the hotel and ask them to send a Phantom for this shit. I'll take care of this one." I motion to the list in my hand and he nods.
I had to cancel my meeting to buy Alice these shoes and I have no fucking idea what half them are. I notice there is a note at the back of the page.
Thank you for the shoes, Edward! CALL ME if you have any problem. Love you! I have written the shoe size at the top. Thanks. A x
I, very reluctantly search the store and spot them wedged between the elevators and a restaurant. As soon as I step inside, I am hovered over by three sales assistants wearing eager smiles on their faces. Good, they'll help. I run a hand through my hair and quietly follow them as they lead me to the nearest couch.
I take a seat and somebody gets me a glass of ice water. Oh thank god. It's one hundred degrees outside; I'm literally burning up.
"Good morning, sir. How may we help you?"
"Well, I have a list," I smile and hand it to one of them. "My sister is really fond of this store and she has asked me to buy her a few items. Could you please help me?'
"Sure, of course."
"Thank you," I grin and they continue gazing at my face. I clear my throat. "Could I have a moment to myself?" They nod and scramble away to collect the shoes on the list.
I call Alice immediately.
"Hi, Edward!" Alice sings in her soprano voice and my anger partially dissipates just by hearing her.
"Alice, are you fucking crazy? Why the fuck did you send me a list of so many shoes! Can't you get them back home?"
"Well, if you are talking about Level Shoes; then no. That store is only in Dubai. And it's the greatest store ever!"
"I'm here right now."
"Look around! It's so elegant and beautiful."
I roll my eyes. "I don't give a flying fuck."
"I know you don't. Just make sure you get everything on the list. Especially the shoes I picked out for Bella! She's going to love them!"
I smile. "Really? You picked out shoes for her?"
"Yes. I saw her checking them out when we went shopping but she didn't buy them."
I sigh softly. I guess I have an idea as to why she didn't buy them.
"Oh." Is my smart reply.
"Yeah, is it raining there?"
I laugh. "Raining? I'm boiling here! How is it in Seattle?"
"The wind is chilly, and it's constantly drizzling, let's just leave it at that."
I smile. "Sounds awful. How is Bella?"
"What do you mean? I thought you spoke to her all the time."
"Not all the time. Tell me." I demand.
"I think Kate is right, you know. Something is bothering her. But, she won't tell you anything until you get back."
My heart aches hearing that. Is it about her store? Jacob? Her friends? Our news in the paper? I am desperately waiting to see her and I still have three more days left before I can go home. I pinch the bridge on my nose and take a deep breath.
"Are there any financial issues?"
"Uh maybe, it could be anything."
"Okay, I'll call you back in two minutes."
I hang up and call Zidek.
"Good even—I mean, morning, Mr. Cullen." I check my watch. Oh, it must be eleven at night in Seattle.
"Evening, Zidek. I want you to get in contact with Bella's apartment owner."
"On it, sir."
"Pay advance rent for the next year."
"Yes, Mr. Cullen."
"And make sure that Bella never finds out about this. If she does, I'm going to die and she'll take you down with me." I mutter and hear his rare chuckle.
"Sure, sir. I'll look into it myself."
"Thank you."
I hang up and call Alice again.
"Hey!" She chirps and I smile.
"Hi, what were we talking about?"
"Bella," She suddenly gasps. "Ooh, you should send her a special gift! Do that, she'll love it!"
I roll my eyes. "Alice I send her flowers every other day."
"No, something more. Didn't you buy her a present?"
"I did, but I want to see her face when I give it to her."
"Um, then you can give her something else."
"Bella doesn't like anything extravagant."
"Like that has stopped you before. How much money did you spend on your first date again?"
"What's your point?" I snap and she chuckles.
"Give her a nice basket of products."
"What? Why? Bella isn't the kind of person who gets happy when she receives gifts. She isn't a materialistic person. And I don't want her to be mad at me. She won't like it."
Alice groans. "Ugh! I know Bella isn't that kind of person but you should still gift her! But, if she won't buy something for herself, you should. Well, buy a Chanel basket of fragrances and lotions that she can pamper herself with. She'll like it. I promise she will!"
"You think?"
"Any woman would love it! I'll make arrangements for it. Would you like to write a message?"
"Oh! It's September 09!" I murmur to myself. "I met Bella exactly two months ago today. It's a pretty special day."
"Okay, that's cute. Why don't you text me a message you want to write with the gift and I'll have someone deliver it to her. That'll keep Bella happy until you come back."
I shake my head. "Come on, Bella is fine. Stop making it sound like a big deal."
"Fine, you're right. We'll talk later then, don't forget the message."
"Sure, bye."
"Bye!"
And now I need to get back to my sister's shopping list.
"… I mean, she actually thought Robert Redford was a historical monument in Greece."
I finish dictating the details about the disturbing date Alex had yesterday. Kate is in hysterics listening to the entire incident and I can't help join in. Alex really knows how to pick them.
"Oh god, I had no idea models could be so dumb." Kate mumbles and I chuckle.
"Yeah, but he still ended up having sex with her."
"Maybe he will find meet someone substantial."
I scoff. "Yeah, right."
She shakes her head. "No really. I mean, he can find an intellectual woman for himself."
"I would pay millions, millions to see Alex go out on a date with a smart, poised woman who knows that Hawaii is a U.S. state and not a different country."
She snorts. "Really? Like a scientist?"
"Anybody," I shrug. "Scientist, doctor, author, a cop…" I trail off and Kate smiles.
"Maybe I'll set him up with someone then. Remember, you'll owe me a million bucks."
"We have a deal."
Kate checks her watch and then looks at me. "Edward, it's nine. We need to leave for dinner. You won't get time later, so finish talking your mushy crap to Bella right now. I'll be back in twenty."
"Yes, ma'am."
I grab my phone and call Bella as soon as Kate leaves the room. Surprisingly, she doesn't answer her phone so I redial the number and she thankfully receives it. I frown when I hear more than one voice distinctly talking on her line and not a single one resembles Bella's.
"Bella?" I call out, wondering what is going on.
"Edward honey, give me a minute." Bella says urgently and I sigh with relief hearing her voice. She is safe. But her voice sounds a little off. Hmm, something is wrong.
About three minutes later, I hear a couple of voices again.
"… thank you, Officer Call. I'm sorry for the inconvenience again."
"No problem, Ms. Swan." A voice responds and I run a hand through my hair.
"Bella, what is going on?" I ask in a hard voice and hear her footsteps walking somewhere.
"Good morning, handsome. I'm sorry I didn't call you sooner to thank you for the beautiful basket. It's perfect, baby. Thank you so much. I was going to return the gift but I read your sweet message and just couldn't. I know it must have been expensive but it's a special day so I'm going to keep it."
My irritation subsides and I let out a deep breath. "Thank you. I'm glad you liked it. It was Alice's suggestion."
"Doesn't matter, it's still from you. And I never thought you would remember the date we met."
"How can I forget?" I ask with a smile and she giggles on the other line.
"I am very lucky to have you."
"I feel the same way, love."
I hear a door slam shut and roll my eyes. Is she trying to avoid the topic of discussion here? What the hell was that commotion before? Why was she speaking to an Officer? Was she in danger? I need to call Zidek.
"Bella, are you going to tell me what the fuck was going on a few moments ago?"
"Uh, don't get mad, okay?" She says cautiously and I groan.
"Just tell me."
"I called the police."
My eyes widen and my mouth hangs open hearing that. Oh dear lord!
"What happened, love? Are you okay? Who was it? James? Or the night guard downstairs? Please, tell me you're fine. I can't believe I'm not there with you," I hear nothing but silence from her. "Baby, are you there?"
"Calm down, Edward. I'm fine. I'm safe. Nothing happened to me. It wasn't James or anybody else," I sit on the couch with relief and close my eyes. "Do you want me to tell you everything from the beginning?"
"Yes, please."
"I invited Angela, Ben, Emily, Sam, Seth, Paul and Jake for brunch at my place today. I have been feeling a little off lately and the store is very busy these days due to some news articles floating around," I sigh softly. "I wanted to cook a large meal to calm my nerves."
"Don't tell me you cooked a lot and tired yourself out."
"No! I just made a fruit salad, egg croissant casserole and waffles."
I roll my eyes. "Sure, that's not a lot. Go on."
"So, I finished up cooking everything and then decided to bake chocolate macaro—" I cut her off.
"Are you cooking for the whole damn town?! Why on Earth are you making so much?"
"Just listen to the story first, sweetheart. Please."
"Why? Did you roast a turkey after that?"
Bella ignores my comment and continues. "So, my macaroons went wrong twice and I think I made a mistake with the egg mixture."
"What is your point, Bella?" I snap and she sighs.
"Alright, so I was already irritated and then the doorbell rings so I answer it."
"Was it when my gift arrived?"
"Nope, your gift was delivered at six thirty this morning and it made my day," I can imagine her smiling right now. "Anyway, can you guess who it was?"
"Uh… Alex?"
"It was your girlfriend."
I suck in a sharp breath. What the fuck? "Tanya?"
"I'm presuming she is your only girlfriend, Edward."
"Yeah… I mean, she is not really my—but sure—I mean, please continue." I stammer out and she chuckles.
"Well, she was bitching and insulting me and then she started talking about us; which I did not like. She had two friends along with her who were just as hostile. Now, my macaroons had gone wrong, and I was frustrated with everything. So," Bella sighs softly. "I call called the police on her."
"W-What?"
My Bella called the cops on Tanya? That was the last thing I was expecting. I don't know if I should be incredibly proud of her or scared of what might happen if Tanya tries to inflict any pain on her later. This is unbelievable. I can't even fathom the shock.
"I called the police, why do you have a problem with that?" Bella challenges haughtily and a smile curves on my lips.
"No, Bella. You can do whatever you want to do. But, on what charges did the police take her away?"
"Well, I was recording her conversation on my phone when she was talking so she received a notice for trespassing."
Damn, that was smart. And Tanya must have been more spiteful than I can imagine. I guess, what Bella did was correct on some level. But, my girl can be so unpredictable sometimes. I need to watch Tanya's movements from now on because I know she'll attempt to do something. I can't drag Bella into my stupid feud anymore.
"That's great, baby. Whatever keeps her away from you. I'm really proud of what you did."
"You should've seen her face," Bella laughs on the other line and I smile. "She wanted to call her lawyers, her father and you. No way in hell was that going to happen. And then the heel of her fancy sandal broke, and she had to walk wearing one shoe."
"Oh, Alice would love to hear that story," I whisper and run a hand through my hair. "Did she say something to you after that?"
"Well, she threatened a lot," Her voice goes from cheerful to sad in a second. "She said that she will make sure to tear down my bookstore and take you away from me among other things. That won't happen, right?"
"Of course not, my love. Nobody can take you away from me," I say gently and she sighs softly. "Just another three days. I won't leave your side after that."
"When does your flight land in Seattle?"
"At six in the evening, I think. I'm not sure."
"Can we, um have dinner at my place then? I'll cook." Bella mumbles shyly and I chuckle.
"Have I ever said no to you? Plus, you cook such heavenly food; I could never turn that offer down."
She giggles. "Good to know. Have you had dinner yet?"
"Nope, I'll be leaving in ten minutes. We're eating seafood tonight."
"Sounds lovely and have you visited the market to try some local cuisines?"
"Yes, I did. Kate dragged me with her but it turned out to be quite fun."
"Told you. I'm glad you are taking breaks between working."
I groan softly. "God, Bella. I feel like I haven't slept in three weeks."
"I'll take good care of you once you're home, okay?"
"I'm counting on you for that."
"Oh! And I have another great piece of news that made my day!" Bella says enthusiastically and I chuckle.
"Really? Wow, my night just keeps getting better and better." I murmur with a smile.
"The landlord called early this morning and said that he is going out of town for a couple of months so I don't have to pay rent until he comes back. Can you believe it?! And when I asked him if I'll have to pay him all the money at once when he is back in town, and he said that he doesn't need it. It was the weirdest phone call I've ever had with him. Maybe he won the lottery or something." She muses making me laugh.
Or maybe it's because I paid a 12-month advance on your rent.
"That must be it."
"I'm going to save so much money. I've wanted to buy a food processor for a long time and now I will be able to."
I roll my eyes. "Baby, you can do some shopping instead."
"This is shopping for me."
"Good god, okay," I shake my head. "Now since you've had a run-in with the Denalis, be on the lookout when you're outside, at least for another three days and make sure you stay—" She yelps cutting me off.
"Ow! I sliced my finger!"
"… safe," I complete my sentence gravely. "Are you alright?"
"This happens all the time. Just a moment."
"It's funny, I don't have to worry about the Denalis… you'll probably break your neck by walking on a flat surface."
"Are you trying to be funny?"
"Nope, I'm serious."
"Well, you knew about my clumsiness and still decided to go out with me." I laugh.
"It's one of the things I love about you." I murmur under my breath in a low voice so she doesn't hear it.
"I'm sorry, I didn't get that."
"I said that I wanted to take my chances."
"I'm glad you did." She mutters and hisses softly.
I frown with concern. "Bella baby, is it a deep cut?"
"No—no I'm good. Nothing antibiotic ointment and a Band-Aid can't fix, sweetheart. Plus, everyone will be here any moment. I should start setting the table."
"I'm sure everyone will be willing to help you when they arrive. So just take care of that wound and sit somewhere for a while."
"But, Edward I ca—"
"Please?" I plead softly and continue. "For me? Don't argue with me this time."
Bella sighs heavily on the end other of the line. "Okay, I won't do anything. I promise."
"Thank you."
She giggles. "I miss you, Edward."
"I miss you so much, Bella. Just three more days."
"Yes," I can hear the smile in her voice. "I can't wait."
"Now, I should let you get back to treating your injury and waiting for your friends. I'll call you tomorrow."
"Okay, bye."
"Bye, love." I disconnect the call and run my hands through my hair.
Bella sounds fine to me. She did mention she was frustrated with everything. I wonder what that means. It can be a big deal when you know your photos are going to circulate in Washington and the nearby states as regional gossip. Maybe she is just irritated about that. And also an Australian magazine, thanks to Alice.
I need to finish my work by Friday if I want to leave the next day. I can't go back unless my work here is done. Life was much simpler when I had nothing else to focus on but work. But, life was never this colorful either. Bella has made such a difference in every aspect of it. Perhaps, that's one of the reasons why my mom wants Bella to be a part of my life.
If it hadn't been for mom, I would have flown back here that Sunday to get away from Bella's hostile and hurt face. And I shudder think what would have happened if I had not gotten to her in time.
"Sweetie, is there something wrong?" Mom asked with concern written all over her face. It took everything in me not to break down and just shake my head. I tighten my hold on her and welcome her comforting touch. I knew she was aware that something was wrong.
Mom released me and took my hand in hers and led me to an empty room. I could a feel a pair of eyes burning a hole in the back of my head. Mom stood in front of me with a sad smile on her face. She stroked my cheek, and I tried to blink back my tears. I had never felt so vulnerable in my life.
"Mom, Bella—" My throat closed up, and I took a deep breath. I don't want to cry. I don't remember the last time I cried in front of my mother.
"I know," She nodded with understanding and I sighed. "You love her, I get it. She loves you too, I get that also. But, maybe you should have planned things better if you knew she was going to be here."
"I didn't! And Alex," I groaned softly. "I'm so mad at Alex; I could kill him with my bare hands right now. He ruined everything when he told Bella to surprise me by attending the show! This is all a nightmare!"
"Edward, think about Bella as well."
"I do," I nodded earnestly. "I don't want Tanya. I need Bella. I can't imagine my life without her. I can't afford to lose her, I can't." I shook my head, and a tear dropped from my eye onto my hand.
"How would you feel if Bella would've walked in with another man and you were in her position?" My fist clenched from that disturbing thought and mom smiled at me.
"Exactly, talk to her about it."
"Mom, I'm just so tired of this. I don't want to pretend to be with Tanya any longer. Bella is distancing herself from me. I can't live with that. This is all too much to handle and Bella isn't even looking at me anymore." I rambled and my eyes were wide with anxiety.
"Calm down, honey. It's going to be fine. You've travelled for many hours and you're very tired right now. You need to keep a clear head."
"I need to speak to Bella." I muttered like a petulant child and mom sighed with exasperation.
"Edward, I'm just going to ask you one question. You've worked on the lawsuit against the Denalis for months," I gazed at her serious face and she continued. "You've tirelessly worked on it because you want to protect your family. You asked for a hearing and there isn't much time left. Is it worth breaking up with Tanya at this point so that Bella can be with you?"
"Yes," I answered in a heartbeat. "She means more to me than a lawsuit or some uptight assholes. I love her, mom. I'll do it all again. I'll go to the court again, I'll file a new lawsuit and whatever it takes but I can't let Bella go. She'll walk out of my life when she leaves tonight."
Mom gives me a small smile. "You shouldn't underestimate Bella. She might be smarter than you think. If she knows how much this lawsuit means to you and how much is at stake because of it; she won't let you break up with Tanya. I know this isn't easy for the two of you but she'll try to patient."
"You think so?" My voice broke, and I tried to keep my emotions at bay.
"Trust me," Mom hugged me again, and I pressed my face against her hair. "Talk to her right now."
"Okay."
"If she doesn't want you to be with Tanya—then break up with Tanya," I pulled back in shock and mom nodded at me. "There is no better place to announce your new relationship, and I love you too much to see you in pain. Do whatever it takes to keep that old smile on your face."
"Just Bella."
Mom stroked my hair softly. "I know. Go get her."
I turned but Bella wasn't standing next to Alex and Alice. I followed their gaze and found Bella walking towards the elevators. Oh she looked so beautiful.
"Good. Follow after her. I'll keep Tanya and her parents away."
I chuckled, and she wiped away the stray tears from my face.
"Be good." She warned, and I rolled my eyes.
"Thank you, mom."
I buttoned up my jacket and dashed off after Bella, ignoring my name being called out repeatedly by both Alex and Alice.
I snap out of my reverie when I find Kate tapping her foot impatiently as she stares at me with a glare. She has changed into a pink dress which looks pretty on her. I offer a smile but she continues glowering towards me.
"Why the hell haven't you changed?! Everybody is waiting for you!" Kate yells and I smile sheepishly. I completely forgot about it.
"Sorry, give me two minutes." I grab my black suit from the wardrobe and march towards the bathroom.
"I wonder how Bella handles your lazy ass." Kate mutters and I laugh as I shut the door behind me.
Oh, Bella can handle my ass just fine.
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