Emma Davis The worst feeling, in my opinion, was when your life was falling apart and you couldn't do anything but pretend everything was fine as an Oscar award winner.I've had a lot of plans to do on Bella's big day but screwing my own life and being a broken-hearted maid of honour, wasn't one of them.I stood behind Bella with an impassive face, trying my best not to cry while she was confessing her vows to Christian. You may assume I was tearing up because my cousin's finally marrying the love of her life, but no, to be frank, I couldn't even be able to be happy for her, No matter how much I tried. All I wanted to do was, throw up because I was starting to worry that she'd get played too. That even the person you'd be ready to take a bullet for, would pull the trigger.And to make my situation worse, I caught Hayden glancing at my way now and then and it was really hard not to make an eye contact with him as he was straight ahead of me, standing a few feet away from Christian.Ha
Emma Davis 2 years laterI scrolled through my Instagram and when I tapped on his profile, I noticed there was a round circle around his profile picture which meant that he had posted a new story.I instantly viewed it and my eyebrows shot up in surprise when he posted a picture of mine that was taken almost two years ago, in which I was obviously fake-aweing while showing my ring finger to the camera which had a giant diamond ring wrapped around it. And he has written 'Happy Birthday Em! Imy.' below that picture and didn't even tag me.Bruh!Eventhough his wish was so bland, my heart warmed as he has still remembered my birthday and never forgot to post it every year eventhough there were so many things that have changed over the period.Contrary to what I said above, I was still engaged to Hayden and he began the wedding plans three months ago when I told him I finally graduated.I didn't mind when he didn't attend my graduation ceremony. And neither did he mind that I was still no
Emma Davis-Wilson When my brain processed what Hayden said, I literally started panicking.Why on earth did Christian disclose this which no one had brought up for more than a year?I cleared my throat, trying not to meet Hayden's eyes. "I- um, I should head back. I'm.. tired."Before I could leave, Hayden gripped my elbow making me stop. "No. You can't leave unless you tell me everything.""Wh-What's there to tell?" I played dumb, shrugging my shoulders and Hayden let out a groan in response."Em, why won't you let me know you? Why can't you just open up to me?"I stared up at him and let out a soft sigh, shaking my head faintly. "It's not that easy..""But it's not hard either! I mean, you confessed all of this to Christian but you couldn't even share a single detail of your life to me ever since I've known you? How is this even fair?""Because you've never understood me even in the slightest!" I admitted bluntly and he seemed taken aback as he looked at me with furrowed brows."Wh
Emma Davis-Wilson"How long will it take?" I asked, glancing at Hayden through the mirror who was drying my hair with the hair dryer and he shrugged, keeping his full focus on my hair."No idea. Maybe an hour?" He deadpanned and I grunted in response and was about to stand up but he gripped my shoulder and made me sit back on the vanity chair again. "Don't be rushed. Today your hair is more wet than you, so it needs time."I gave him a flat look before speaking. "I'm starving here and you're trying to make some lame-ass jokes.""I stated merely a fact, Em." Hayden said, giving me an amused glance through the mirror while blowing out my hair. "You look cute when you're mad by the way.""So you're implying I'm not cute when I'm not mad, huh?" I asked and he shrugged, setting the dryer down on the table."I guess. Because as far as I know, you've always been mad with me." he stated and I shot him a mock glare."Because you've always been an asshole.""Ouch. that hurts." he placed his hand
Isabella POV "Mom, are you listening to me?" I almost shouted at my mom who was ignoring me completely. "Mom!" "I don't know why you're so obsessed with the babysitting. Is that even a job Bella?" she questioned at me taking her gaze away from her laptop. "But mom.. you know I love kids and look at this.. They are paying thirty thousand quid per month, even you don't earn that much." I half-teased, showing my phone to her which made her glare at me. "Hey! I'm a surgeon. I could earn more than that within a day." she said with a proud smile which made me roll my eyes as I knew she could never be able to make that much of money in a day. Then she took my phone and stared at the screen for awhile before returning it back. "I think this would be a scam, who does pay that much of money for being a nanny?" she doubted, frowning in confusion. Nanny? Jeez, she'd never understand my job. Nonetheless, I looked at the job advertisement once again which was published yesterday and read the i
Isabella POV "Alright! I have some questions for you. Shall I ask?" he tilted his head slightly and a strand of his brown hair fell on his face which was kinda.. hot. "Miss White?" he snapped his fingers at me and I nodded, coming back to reality. "Yes sir?" "Don't let your mind wander around." he stated amused and I nodded again, smiling coyly. "Okay, so you've grown up from a wealthy family in Bradford and yet you chose this job. May I know why?" he questioned, placing his entwined hands on the table. "Actually, 'Do what you like. Don't give a crap about what others say.' said by my dad and he has faced many problems to get his dream job and now he's a wild life photographer and achieved many international awards." I told somehow proudly and as the billionaire listened to me tapping his fingers on the table, I continued. "So I too became as a babysitter which is my favourite job since I was like.. a teenager? Well, I don't know but now I'm running a daycare in my city with my
Isabella POV "If you need anything, dial number 1 on that intercom." Hayden instructed, pointing to the device which was lying on the nightstand of my room and I nodded. "May I leave then?" he asked politely. "Sure. Good night!" I beamed smiling at him. "You have to wake up before 7 a.m as by the time schedule so you can have break fast with Mr.Roberts and can discuss with him about your payment detailedly." he adviced. "Got it." Then he nodded at me and I thanked him before entering into my new room. My eyes scanned each and every place of it as soon as I closed the door behind me. Oh My God, If my room competes with this one, it'd get eliminate in the first round. I mean, a room with higher ceilings and modern furnitures with French bed and a 60 inches TV screen were too luxury to be in a babysitter's room. Plus there was a tiny balcony, giving me the beautiful night view of the London city. After admiring the beauty of my fancy room, I made my way to the couch where my lugg
Isabella POV "You know something, I don't even have time to eat dinner, though I had dinner with you. And I wouldn't let my P.A leave me alone, yet I was here all alone with you and you have any idea why I am doing these stuffs?" he paused for a moment, glancing at me and I knitted my brows together as my inner me wanted to ask the same questions. "Because my daughter is my everything. I will do anything for her!" I thought businessmen and actors do not care about their children but he proved my thought wrong. "So take it in your mind that I'm doing these things only for my baby girl. Other than that I don't even care about whether you're alive or dead." he stated as a matter of fact. I scowled, biting my lower lip not wanting to show him that his words hurt me. As I remained quiet, he continued. "And your payment will be-" "We will talk about this tomorrow, sir." I said breathlessly and exited the room without expecting any reply from him. How could someone has two faces? Which