Her POV
It was 8:30 pm, and Isabella found herself wandering around the street after she left her billionaire husband's mansion; she didn't know where to go or what to do, as she didn't have friends around.
She had just found out she was pregnant with a man who she believed didn't want her. She recalled how he ignored her in the presence of Tracy, treating her as if she were nothing.
The same Tracy who had called some days ago to tell Alexander that she was in town. But Alexander had hung up the phone, asking her to go to hell.
Now it occurred to her. Alexander was acting up because she was in his presence. All this while he had it in mind to meet up with her and fuck her on their matrimonial bed.
No, this is unacceptable. It's the height of disrespect ever.
Some boys spotted her from a distance and came close. She wanted to run away, but it seemed too late. They were already close to her.
One of them took out a pistol.
"Look at her with the designer bag. You must be the wife of a rich man," another one said.
The third one dragged the bag from her and told her to walk away without screaming.
She was terrified and let go of the bag. "Please don't hurt me. She begged as she gently walked to the front, leaving them at the back.
As soon as she was sure she had given them enough distance, she turned back but found that they had disappeared. She screamed for help, but no one came.
She had heard about how dangerous that neighbourhood was, but that was the first time she had witnessed it.
Now her phone was gone, her money was gone, and she had nowhere else to go.
She didn't know where she was going. She didn't have plans before leaving home. She just wanted to disappear from him and protect her baby. She didn't even have a dime on her.
She thought about visiting her good friend Maria. But her house is quite a distance. It could take at least 2 hours of walking to get to her.
But she didn't have a choice. She decided to walk the distance. Thinking that she would rest when she got to her house.
She will let me in when I explain everything to her.
After all, she had come through for Maria on several occasions. As of the previous week, she was still at her house, pleading with her to help with rent renewal. Isabella didn't waste time counting the money and gave it to her instantly.
On several occasions, Isabella had to step in to help her clear some debt from debtors harassing her. The last time, her debtor had her locked in a police cell over default in debt repayment. Even her family members rejected her, but it was only Isabella who came running down to the police station to rescue her.
After walking for a while, Isabella was very tired from roaming the street. She looked up at the building across. Alas, she was almost there. She felt her stomach rumble and then realised that she hadn't eaten all day.
Fueled by the sight of the building, she struggled to continue. She eventually dragged her feet to the front of Maria's flat and knocked.
Maria came out to her but stopped her from entering her flat. She closed the door gently behind her as she came out to her. "Mr CEO's wife. What are you doing here?"
"I am glad you are home. Please let me in. I am so tired right now."
Maria put her arm across the door, stopping her from gaining access.
She tried to re-enter again, assuming that her hand had gotten there by mistake, but Maria stopped her again.
"What? Why?" She became startled. "I caught my husband with another woman in bed," She managed to say
"And so?"
"Did you even hear what I just said? I just told you that my husband cheated on me with his ex-wife, and that is all you have to say?"
"They all cheat. In fact, you should be lucky that you bagged a billionaire cheating husband."
Isabella stood in shock.
"I am sorry. There's no place for you here in this house. As a matter of fact, my boyfriend is around now, and he wouldn't want us having a third party around." She said, slamming the door as she entered.
Isabella stood still for a while before she started knocking on the door.
"Please, Maria, open the door. I have nowhere else to go. I promise not to disturb you. I will just spend the night in one corner and leave tomorrow morning."
She called at the top of her voice, but no one responded.
After a while, she got tired and walked away.
But Maria is the only friend she has in town. Years ago, she had left her parent to come hustle in New York, where she met her husband two years ago.
Maybe Maria was right anyway, she thought of going back. Maybe if she told him he was pregnant, that would help to reset his brain, and then he could chase Tracy away.
Now isn't the time for pride. She decided she was going to go back to tell him about his baby growing inside of her. But it was already late at 11:00 pm.
He set out to walk for another two hours to his billionaire husband's mansion, dragging her feet on the floor. By this time, everyone had retired to bed, and silence became her partner. But she kept pushing really hard, walking as fast as she could.
She got back to the mansion, but the gate was locked. She knocked on the gate severely, but didn't get any response.
She thought the security guard might be asleep and kept knocking to wake him up. After a while, the small gate opened, and she was happy that, finally, someone had woken up.
But to her surprise, Tracy showed up instead.
"What are you doing here?" Tracy demanded.
"I would like to see Alex. I have something important to say to him right now."
"But he doesn't want to see you. Hasn't he made that clear enough?"
"I just have something really important to tell him. Please tell him I'm outside.
Tracy dipped her hand into her nightie pocket and brought out a letter for her. "Here, he wants you to have this."
The letter reads, "Isabella, I am sorry if this comes as a shock, but I want you to move on because I have found the real love of my life."
"No, no, this cannot be from Alexander." She sobbed
"Don't you recognize his writing anymore?"
Isabella's hand shook as he stared at the writings, unable to accept the obvious.
"Alex has made his choice. The earlier you accept, the better for you," she said and turned to leave.
Isabella held her by the hand, "Please tell him to see me just this once. He can't abandon me at a time like this."
Tracy squinted her eyes, trying to understand the last part.
"I am pregnant." She whispered, hoping to get compassion, but got nothing.
Tracy released her hand from Isabella and went inside.
Isabella fell to the ground and cried. How could Alexander treat her like trash?
But she can't give up just like that. She stood up and continued to knock on the gate, but no one answered.
Then a thought came to her head. What if I jump through the fence?
As stupid as the idea seemed, that seemed to be the most viable option to her.
She grabbed the fence with both hands, raising one of her legs. She struggled to lift the other but slipped. She tried again, and again it continued to slip.
Just when she decided to try again for the last time. She made a significant improvement, reaching the middle of the gate, but noticed a flash of light in her direction.
The light shone brighter, and the sound of feet drew closer. Maybe help has finally come, way she thought.
"Freeze, you are under arrest for trespassing," she heard from a distance.
