You Can Run But You Can't Hide My Contractual Wife

Chapter 435: A Warning

“What the hell? What are trying to do, huh?” Trishia was roaring madly outside.

“Madame, this is Mr. Sky’s order.” The man announced firmly.

“Call me Mrs. Sky, you idiot!” Trishia wanted to hit the man because of her intense anger but other men

grabbed her arms.

“Sorry, Mrs. Sky we are just following orders.” The man answered Trishia as mandated by her husband.

“Ahhh!!! You are useless!” Trishia shouted louder. “Sweetheart, I’m here outside. Let me in now.”

Trishia was screaming loudly for Bill to hear. "I will make sure that all of you will get fired!" She added

with bulging eyeballs and popped-out veins due to her intense annoyance.

Arabella jolted as she quickly withdraw herself from Bill Sky while Bill was unaffected by Trishia’s

scandalous shouting.

“Bill, I have to go,” Arabella said in a soft voice trying to snatch her arm from Bill.

“Are you afraid?” He asked frowning.

Arabella nodded.

She didn’t want to create another chaos.

“Okay… I’ll handle her. Just promise me one thing.” Bill said seriously.

His eyes were pierced deeply into hers.

Arabella looked at met his eyes.

“Don’t go anywhere. Stay in my penthouse and get a divorce. Clear?” Bill said firmly like she had no

choice but to agree with him.

Arabella nodded.

So, just like that, she was going to believe in him again.

Whatever happened, she would stay with him.

As he promised her.

She would wait for Bill Sky.

“Okay,” Arabella quickly answered but inside, she still feel hesitant about the things between them.

It was too fast for them.

Arabella felt that she was going to start another chaos and she would hold again on to another hope.

What if it fails again?

What if she would get hurt again?

What if Bill would change his mind again?

She had so many what ifs and she was scared of them all but her heart was so positive about loving

Bill and erasing all the fears in her.

At this point, Arabella just wanted to go out and avoid any confrontations with Trishia Meyer.

Just when she thought Bill would release her easily, Bill pulled her arm one more time and she was

quickly shoved into his chest once again.

Bill seemed not to mind Trishia’s shouting and presence outside.

He seemed to take his time with Arabella.

“Bill!” She wanted to pull back but Bill held her back.

“Shhh… Just for a little while…” Bill whispered and stroked her hair to calm her but Arabella’s mind

could not find any calm.

She was so bothered by Trishia outside.

“I have to go, Bill.” Arabella blurted.

Though she liked his hug so much, she had to respect the title of Trishia.

She didn’t know but it still bothered her so much about their marriage even though she completely

knew that Trishia just tricked Bill to get the wedding she wanted for a long time.

Whatever it is, they were still married.

“Okay,” Bill answered but before he release her, his hand guided her head and then he kissed her

again.

This time it was a hungry kiss.

Torrid and it seemed Bill wanted to do it to her from the start.

She tried pulling herself but Bill’s hand would not allow her.

His lips were very domineering wanting more of her.

Until his lips moved gently.

Gentle… gentler until he stopped then kissed again gently.

Finally, Bill let her go with a satisfying smile on his face while Arabella blushed tremendously.

“You can go…” Bill had to say it or Arabella was still floating in the air.

“O… okay,” Finally, she was snapped back to her senses.

Still blushing, she looked at Bill seriously, “Take care…” She muttered then turned around and ran off.

Arabella quickly shut the door in Adam’s room.

She heaved a heavy sigh trying to release her nervousness as she leaned on the door.

Adam and the nurses were asleep.

She felt grateful that no one was awake and saw her sneaking inside Bill’s room.

Then she cupped her cheeks with her palms.

She could still feel they were so hot.

‘Arabella, what you just did?’

She was holding her breath trying to process what she had done inside Bill’s room.

What happened there was not to her expectation.

Bill could remember her which is good but she knew that there would be so many things they had to

correct.

They could not continue kissing while they were both married to other persons.

She had to divorce Eric Grant and Bill should divorce Trishia.

What a complicated world but Arabella had high hopes that they could make it together as long as they

love each other.

As long as they don’t give up on each other they would achieve what they had long wanted.

To be together.

Maybe it was about time for them to fight their love. But the way was too difficult.

Their situation right now was too rough as Bill had just gotten married to Trishia.

Knowing Trishia, she would not easily give up Bill Sky.

She would do things to hold him till the end.

In addition, the people around them would also protest.

First, her aunt Kelly, Bill’s mother.

After what happened to her husband, the way she looked at Arabella, she was sending blame on her.

Kelly was still blaming Arabella Jones for the death of her husband, Ed Sky.

Then, Senator Meyer who was an opportunist.

He would do anything to manipulate her using her father.

She would never want him to be near her family, especially Adam.

Also, Damien would surely disagree with her relationship.

He was a good friend of hers of course, what he said to her would always matter.

“Let her in…” Arabella stopped when she heard Bill’s voice.

Then she heard the quick opening of the door.

“Sweetheart! What’s the matter? Huh? I don’t get it, these men of yours were harassing me outside!”

Trishia complained roaring when she got inside Bill’s room.

“Nothing. I’m just tired and want to rest.” Bill answered in a deep tone.

“Ah… okay. But next time sweetheart, you have to tell me so I am well informed. Okay?” Trishia

sobered quickly. “ I am your wife now Bill and whatever happened all your matters are also my matters,

okay?” Trishia’s voice turned mellow and very sincere.

Arabella was hearing the husband and wife’s conversation which she quickly felt was not right.

She had to go now before Trishia would find out about her.

Arabella went to Adam and stroked his head gently.

She kissed his forehead, “I will be back, son.” She whispered then she went out.

It would be best that she would follow Kelly’s order otherwise, there would be a next time for her.

Arabella knew that she had to get Kelly’s heart just like before.

No matter what, Kelly is always Bill’s mother.

Without her permission, her relationship with Bill could not prosper and Adam would also be put into a

difficult situation.

“Bill, you know that I love you so much, right?” Inside Bill’s room, Trishia was taking advantage that

they were alone and Bill was already awake. “You knew, I went out to breathe some fresh air but then I

suddenly missed you so I came back quickly.” She smiled a bit at Bill who was looking at her like he

was studying the woman in front of him keenly.

“Thank you…” Suddenly, Bill finally uttered. “Thank you for loving me, Trishia….” He added as his eyes

were deeply pierced into her.

“Oh! I love what I’m hearing right now. I love you, sweetheart.” Trishia’s smile got wider as she leaned

forward to kiss his lips but Bill suddenly flipped his face to the side.

Trishia was stunned but she had to put on a good act like she was not annoyed with him. Instead of his

lips, she kissed his forehead then she hugged him.

Bill lay steady and didn’t move.

Then a deafening silence invaded the room.

Trishia’s head was lying on his chest.

Her eyes turned furious as she was smelling another woman’s scent on Bill’s body.

She clenched her fists hard as her mind was running wildly.

She didn’t have to ask why Bill didn’t allow someone to enter his room.

The scent of another woman on him answered it all.

Even though, Trishia didn’t react hysterically.

She could not afford to offend Bill but she swore to herself that she would find out what just happened

tonight.

That woman…. She would kill that woman.

And she had a strong feeling that this woman was none other than Arabella Jones.

On the other hand, Arabella went back to Bill’s penthouse.

The huge place was very cozy but she felt very lonely.

If only she had Adam with him, she would surely be very happy seeing him running around the corners

and hearing his laughs everywhere.

Of course, she also loved to be with Bill.

If that in the future that would happen, she would be the happiest. Arabella shoved herself onto the

sofa and closed her eyes.

Blood… lots of blood…

Arabella found herself bleeding a lot on the cold ground.

She was swimming with her own blood then her eyes landed on the man in front of her.

“Ahhh!!!” She shouted trembling in shock.

Bill was lying on the ground. His eyes were opened like he was dead for a long time.

Arabella panicked as she moved with a very difficult stance.

She was covered with blood and intense pain was everywhere in her body.

She crawled to go to Bill but her eyes landed on the body next to her.

“Ahhhh!!!” She suddenly shouted the loudest cry.

Adam, her boy was also covered with blood lying on the ground on her side.

She panicked like she was losing her sanity.

Then, Trishia Meyer and Sen. Meyer’s faces popped up laughing.

The sound of their laughter was so wicked in her ears.

Arabella woke up shouting drastically.

She felt her heart was so heavy even after realizing that she was just dreaming.

After two nights without sleep, she quickly fell asleep on the couch.

With her dream, she could not find her serenity even if the penthouse was so silent.

Her dream was like sending her a message.

It felt real.

Could it be a sign that she and Bill should not test fate?

Could it be a sign that they should not go against their fate?

Or else what was inside her dream, would all come true.

With her thoughts, Arabella heaved a very heavy sigh.

She wanted to get rid of her bad thoughts but she couldn’t.

Her dream was seemingly a warning.

Arabella closed her eyes and massaged her temple.

She had to think carefully or the consequences of her actions would lead to great danger.

In Mark’s mansion, Greta was deliberately waiting for Mark to come up.

She didn’t disturb his rest but she was very vigilant to his every move.

When Mark came up, Greta quickly went to him.

“Boss, are you sure you don’t need me there? I can stay in the car and hide there.” Greta uttered

coolly. At this point, her voice was not nervous unlike earlier.

“Nah… don’t be so hard-headed. Stay here. That’s an order. Cops had nothing to do with me. I can

handle this on my own, Greta.” Mark sounded plain while he was getting ready to go out and head to

the police station for Mr. Hendrick.

Mark wanted to know what happened.

It was only Mr. Hendrick could tell everything to him.

Mark swore that he would do anything to release the poor man from prison and he would not come

back home if he would not bring back Mr. Hendrick to his house.

His mansion felt so empty without Mr. Hendrick in it.

Mark used to see Mr. Hendrick in every corner of his house standing and seeing everything was in

proper order and he assisted all his personal needs.

Tonight, Mark prepared everything.

He had his lawyer ready and a huge amount for Mr. Hendrick’s bail.Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

He would do it in a proper way as he knew Mr. Hendrick would not agree with him if he would just ask

his contact to let him escape from the prison.

“Okay… you’re the boss,” At the time, Greta was not too pushy.

She gave up easily after trying so many times to stop him from going to the police station.

Without delaying, Mark strode out leaving Greta.

Then Greta smirked at Mark meaningfully while her sharp eyes accompanied Mark’s back.

When Mark arrived at the police station, he received a call.

He got his phone quickly.

Then he frowned deeply.

It was from an unknown caller.

Before he answered it, he opened the door of his car and went out.

He was striding in the police station's direction when he finally answered his phone.

“Mr. Mark Collins?” A man sounded on the other line.

“Yes. Who is this?” Mark answered impatiently.

“This is officer Carter. I’m calling to inform you that, the prisoner, Mr. Hendrick, your servant butler had

committed suicide inside the prison. Mr. Collins, Mr. Hendrick is dead.” The man on the other line

announced.

Mark’s hand which was holding his phone trembled.

His mind was in a deep mess.

He stopped walking abruptly.

He could not believe what he heard.

‘Mr. Hendrick is dead!’

‘Mr. Hendrick is dead!’

‘Mr. Hendrick is dead!’

Even if how many times his mind kept on repeating these words, Mark couldn’t process it.

“Mr. Collins are you there?”

“Mr. Collins?”

“Mr. Collins, do you hear me?”

The man kept on asking as Mark was silent on the other line.

“Where is he? I want to see him!” Mark asked so dispiritedly.

“He was still inside the prison. Our team was still in the process of…” The man answered but was cut

off.

Mark dropped the call and run hurriedly inside.

The cops were shocked was his hysterical presence.

They stopped him but failed as Mark was strong enough to push them and struggle from their grip.

He went inside very mad and no one could stop him from seeing the poor old Mr. Hendrick.

When he was in front of the steel bars, Mark fully stopped.

His shoulders dropped low as he clenched his fists so hard seeing the old man hanged himself with a

rope wrapped around his neck.

“Ahhhh!!!” Mark’s loud painful roar resounded inside the station.