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

Chapter 449: The Substitute

“I know what you are capable of doing.” Trishia was gnashing her teeth talking closer to Damien’s face

without any fear.

Then she smiled at him. “We are in the same boat don't you ever forget that.” Trishia patted Damien’s

shoulder coolly and she quickly went away.

Damien stood rooted on his spot when Arabella came to stop him but it was too late.

Trishia was already gone.

Maybe she was scared of Damien’s actions a while ago that was why she left that instant.

Knowing Trishia, she would not leave as long as she was not satisfied with her purpose of coming to

her school.

“Damien, are you alright?” Arabella asked worriedly seeing Damien was still not moving.

It seemed her voice just snapped him back to his senses.

“Hmmm…” Damien answered Arabella nodding assuring her that he was good and there was nothing

to be troubled of.

“Why do I feel that you are not, okay? Did Trishia tell something to you? Oh, please, I want to

apologize, Damien. She should spare you for my matter.” Arabella knew Damien for too long now and

more or less she could read his eyes if he was troubled by something.

“Nothing…” Damien answered briefly.

He was avoiding her stare.

“Are you sure?” Arabella could not help to ask him again as it seemed that Damien’s answer didn’t

satisfy her.

“Yeah, of course.” Damien smiled at her and then strode back to the office but he stopped before he

could reach the door.

“Arabella, I don’t want you to get hurt. With Trishia’s power and connection now, she could easily kill

you. So, please avoid her husband the best that you can.” Damien said sincerely to her before he

completely got inside the office.

Arabella was left dumbfounded by Damien’s words.

He was absolutely right but how could she do it?

It was not her who always appeared in Bill’s life.

It was Bill Sky.

He was the one who got inside her apartment last night.

He even gave her an invitation to his company’s anniversary.

“Believe me, Damien, I am doing my best,” Arabella muttered in the air as she was gritting her teeth

after being determined with her words.

Maybe her best wasn’t good enough because if she was already doing her best, Trishia would not

come and bombard her with harsh words.

But seriously?

How could she get rid of Bill completely when she wanted him so badly?

So much... that was already hurting her to see him with someone else.

So much... that her heart was deeply wounded thinking that he was already someone’s husband.

How could she get rid of her love for him?

If she was a dirty woman, she already grabbed the opportunity last night.

If she wanted Trishia to die in anger and jealousy, she already took the chances that Bill was giving her.

She could temp him to be with her arms again or him on her bed.

She could definitely do that but she was not that dirty woman.

Love could be so desperate sometimes but Arabella didn’t want to indulge in a dirty love.

That kind of love would just cause her another trouble and she was not just putting only herself in

trouble but also her loved ones especially her son, Adam.

True love was not dirty.

It is genuine and that kind of love isn’t selfish.

He would rather protect her loved ones than satisfy herself.

“Excuse, Ms. J, should I bring your package to the car?” Her thoughts were disturbed when Lira

sounded behind her.

She was talking about the gown Bill had sent her earlier.

Realizing, Damien’s words, she answered,” Could you bring it here to me, please?” She asked politely.

Damien came out with the parcel.

It was an elegant red box and it really looked very expensive.

She looked at Damien who was also looking at her at the same time.

Without any hesitation, she got the expensive box from Damien and quickly put it in a big trash bin

beside her.

For the last time, Arabella looked at the box like she was telling herself that she was doing a good job

and it is the best thing she had to do then she turned around and went away.

Damien was left standing outside then he smirked mysteriously.

Tomorrow was Sky Corporation’s Anniversary party.

The three people went to a restaurant to have dinner and some more drinks because the next day was

a weekend.

They didn’t need to go to school and they didn’t have the plan to attend the party.

Arabella and Damien drank too much while Lira didn’t because she was going to drive.

Even without asking the two have obviously had personal problems that they could not share with the

group.

Those were the problems that only alcohol could solve.

Figuratively, alcohol could make forget problems and could make you sleep easier.

Just easy and quick because after you were sober, the main problem was not totally gone but for the

people who suffered enough and for those people who were badly hurt, that quick moment already

meant a lot.

“Okay, I think I am done drinking. Let’s go home. Oops!” Arabella announced as she stood but she

tripped.

Luckily, she got her balance quickly, and instead of on the floor she was shoved back into her seat.

“Ms. J, be careful.” Lira was also quick enough to assist her.

“Be careful, will you?” Damien said annoyed with her action. “Be careful, I don’t want you to get hurt.” Têxt belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

He said it again.

Arabella frowned.

She knew Damien said it earlier in the school and now he was saying it again.

He must be very worried about her.

“Don’t worry my friend. I am and I will.” Arabella answered him satisfyingly.

“Nah…” Damien uttered shaking his head strongly showing his refusal. “Because if you are, you will

choose me over that dangerous man, Bill Sky.” He continued with a tipsy expression.

His head was leaning on his palm while his other hand was holding a bottle of beer.

His expression and tone were carrying disappointment.

Hearing Damien, Lira was taken aback.

Even though she knew Damien’s feelings for a long time, she still felt hurt.

She still could not process everything and instead of complaining she rather felt the intense pain all by

herself secretly.

Arabella looked at Damien and chuckled softly. “Thank you. You are always there for me, my friend.”

Arabella didn’t put Damien’s words to heart. She avoided giving the wrong meaning to his words.

She knew he was drunk and she was already drunk too.

All their words were just caused by their drunken state.

“Nah! Just leave that dangerous man if you wanted a peaceful life and away from any troubles. Do you

understand me? Let's just go back abroad and live together the same way as before. Leave that man!

Okay?” Damien was looking at Arabella seriously.

His tone was strictly ordering Arabella like there was also a trace of anger in it.

“Damien, that’s enough. You are drunk already.” Lira felt the commotion and the tension was surging up

in the air.

She quickly butted in to pacify Damien.

His expression was serious and his words were serious.

“Shhhh…. Lira, I am just telling the truth. Just don’t interrupt.” Damien cut her off while putting his index

finger on his lips signaling Lira to shut up.

“Okay, let’s go. No need to bring me home. I can go home by myself.” Arabella suddenly stood up

trying to balance herself.

She was determined to go home alone and didn't want to hear anything about Bill Sky.

“No, Ms. J, wait. You can’t go home like that.” Lira quickly went to her to stop Arabella.

Arabella turned around to face her. “Shhh… what did I tell you, huh? Stop calling me, Ms. J. Lira I am

not your boss. You…” She pointed to Lira, “…and you!” Then she pointed to Damien. “You two are my

friends and my family.” Then Arabella pointed her heart. “So, go on… take care of Damien. I swear I

can manage.” Arabella waved her hand at Lira then walked in a zigzag while she kept on burping.

Lira was left without a choice.

She looked at Arabella’s back who was trying to walk in the correct direction and at the same time

trying to gain her balance not to stumble.

“Arabella, don’t leave me….”

“Arabella…”

Lira’s senses were snapped back after hearing Damien’s voice.

His head was leaning on the table’s surface while his eyes were closed.

He was very drunk and was summoning someone in his sleep.

“Arabella Jones, choose me instead of him.”

“I can love you more than he could…”

“Arabella… I can also give you all the things you needed…”

“Don’t go away…please…”

Stay with me… please...”

Lira could clearly hear Damien’s muttering.

All these times, she should be used to it but she still felt so badly hurt whenever Damien was doing

this.

He kept on muttering Arabella’s name whenever he was drunk.

He still couldn’t get over her and he seemed no plan to get over with her.

With her thoughts, Lira’s heart clenched so hard.

“Let’s go,” Lira pulled herself together as she assisted Damien to her shoulder.

Damien suddenly hugged her.

Lira was stunned.

He hugged her so tight.

“Damien…. Let's go now. Let’s go home now.” Lira tapped his back as she muttered.

“Arabella… “

“Arabella just stay with me…”

“Don't leave me ever again…”

Damien muttered with closed eyes.

Lira tapped his shoulder.

“I will not leave you again. I promised.” She answered Damien while a tear skipped from her eye.

After Lira’s answer.

Damien kept quiet.

It seemed her answer satisfied him.

Lira quickly wiped her tear.

She remembered Arabella earlier.

She could not blame Damien why he could not get over her because she was truly sweet and a good

woman.

Arabella is pure and has no hidden hypocrisy unlike her.

Lira looked at her reflection in the glass bottle.

In Damien’s life, she was just a substitute for Arabella.

Damien loved Arabella, not her.

She lived acting Arabella whenever Damien was drunk.

She comforted Damien whenever he missed Arabella and gave him what he wanted as a man.

She took care of Damien and stayed beside him even though he loved another woman.

She was not a masochist for staying with him.

She stayed because she had a very deep reason.

Thinking of her reason, another tear came out from her eye.

At this point, Lira let her tears roll on her cheek down to her chin.

Then after she heaved a very heavy sigh.

She had her reason and she chose to hide it on her own and no one should know about it.

Lira just wanted to bury this reason deep in her heart.

Meanwhile, Arabella waiting for a cab.

She sat at a waiting kiosk with some people trying to get sober.

Now she regretted drinking a lot but thinking about the reason she drank a lot, she smirked satisfyingly.

Now she had a reason not to attend that party.

She would surely have a hangover tomorrow.

She would get an immense headache and she would spend her whole day tomorrow in her bed.

With her thoughts, now, she was not regretting at all.

She smiled satisfyingly.

When she reached her house, it was a bit late like just another tick of the clock and it was already

morning.

She strode inside and she frowned upon realizing that she didn’t insert any key into the door but it

opened.

She smiled thinking that she already had superpower or that her door had an amazing characteristic

but her smile sooner faded upon seeing the angry man sitting on her couch.

Bill was inside her apartment again without any notice and he seemed to wait and sit on the couch for a

very long time.

His angry expression was screaming impatiently.

“Oh, you again.” She mumbled then smiled throwing her bag elsewhere.

“Where have you been? You are not answering my calls.” Bill sounded impatient.

Arabella frowned and strode closer to Bill.

Her face moved closer to Bill like she wanted to see something on his face.

She stared at him for a little while then, “Who are you again?” She asked like she didn’t meet him

before.

Bill was speechless.

His eyes turned called not because of her question but because of her smell.

She smelled alcohol.

His expression was so displeased as his eyes were already scolding her but then he smiled trying to

play with her drunkenness.

“Me?” He sounded. “I am your husband.” He answered gripping her shoulders.

Arabella smirked unsatisfyingly upon hearing his answer.

“I bet not.” She responded with dissatisfaction. “You can’t be my husband.” She exclaimed then she

smiled. “You are….” Arabella pointed to his chest.

Bill was waiting for her appropriate words as her face move closer to him. “You…” She sounded again

as her face was just 3 inches gap from him. “You…” She seemed to find the best word to describe him

but she could not say it.

“Who am I to you?” Bill asked smiling cutely as her movements turned him on.

She knew the girl in front of him was driven by alcohol which is why she was acting unusual and daring.

“Hmmm,” Her eyes were meeting him while she bit her lower lip still thinking of that best word deeply.

Seeing Arabella biting her lower lip, Bill could feel something uncontrollable.

He wanted to bite her lips too.

She didn’t know how much he missed her.

He never thought of taking advantage of her in her state but how could he control himself if she kept

turning him on?

After a while, Arabella smiled. “I know who you are.” She exclaimed excitedly.

Bill frowned waiting for her to continue.

“Hmmm… I am sure you are not my husband because you are... you are.. a dragon.” She announced.

“Look, your nose was already breathing fire,” She cutely poked his nose and then withdrew herself from

him but Bill quickly grabbed her wrist and pulled her back to him.

She got out of balance and quickly shoved to his chest and sat on his lap.

She looked at him stunned.

With his predatory eyes dug deeply into her, “Then let me prove to you that I am not a dragon but your

husband,” Bill charmingly said then without any warning he sealed her lips with his.