Chapter 4 4

Isabella's p.o.v

I woke up with a start and the memories of what happened earlier came rushing in. I felt a sharp pain in my head that caused me to wince in pain.

As I tried to sit upright, a perfume that has always made me feel safe filled my nostrils. I darted my eyes to the door from where the perfume was emanating from. My heart leaped in joy as I saw Liam walking through the door.

Yes! He still loved me, he still cared. I couldn't contain the happiness that erupted inside my heart. I knew he would never abandon me

His eyes held concern as he walked towards me. Tears rolled down my cheeks when he stood next to me and touched my face lightly, his hands brushing away the tears that stained my cheeks and the only thing I wanted at that moment, was for him to pull me into a hug and tell me he would never leave me.

Did grandfather speak some sense into him? Is that why he's acting this way? Or did he realize how much he loved me and couldn't do without me? Whichever one it was, I was just grateful that he was here with me.

"My head hurts," I said, my voice barely above a whisper.

"The doctor said the pain was inevitable as it was the aftermath of the fall but he will prescribe a painkiller that would help reduce the pain," he replied, still staring down at me.

I stared at him, expecting him to say more, to explain his actions but he never did. I sighed deeply and decided to focus on the moment.

Deciding to enjoy his presence, I attempted to lie back in bed and let him take care of me but before I could, the door swung open and my eyes fell on a pair of stiletto heels. My eyes nearly popped out of their sockets when I saw who the heels belonged to.

Lily!

She walked with an air of regal confidence and stood behind Liam, snaking her arms around his waist. My heart dropped at the sight of this, and the pain in my head began to intensify.

"Bella," she started.

"It's Isabella to you," I pointed out, pissed at her audacity.

"Yes, my bad. I heard about the accident that occurred. I apologize on behalf of Liam, he didn't mean to. How are you feeling now? How is your head?" she continued, handing me the bouquet of roses she brought.

I turned my gaze towards Liam, hoping he saw the anger and pain in them. Does he truly not love me anymore?

"What is Lily doing here? From what I remember, we were never friends. So why did you bring her here?" I asked, trying to contain my anger.

She placed the bouquet of flowers on the bedside table after she realized I wasn't going to collect it from her.

Smiling coyly, she interlocked her fingers with Liam's. "A friend of Liam is a friend of mine as well sweetie."

I felt my stomach churn at the word "friend". I leaped from the bed, advanced towards Liam, and slapped him hard on the face.

"You bastard! How much more pain are you going to cause me? Haven't you done enough? Get out now! I never want to see your face ever again," I yelled with tears pouring down my face.

He held his cheek in shock, staring at me in disbelief. "How dare you?"

"Didn't you hear me? I said get out and take this thing you brought to my room with you."

Liam stared at me, taken aback by my actions with his brows tugged in confusion while Lily continued tending to his bruised cheeks.

"Never try this again! Do you hear me?"

I scoffed. "Get lost, loser!"

With one final glance, he took Lily's hand in his and left the ward.

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Five Years After

I had the nightmare again, the one where Liam was telling me I was good for nothing and no one would ever love me.

Sighing, I rolled off the bed with a groan and proceeded to the twins' room, to wake them up for school. They were the only good thing Liam left me, they were the reason why I could keep going day after day without giving up.

The twins were peacefully asleep when I got to their room, their innocent faces a comforting sight. I gently woke them up by placing fluttery kisses on their faces and watching them stir in their sleep.

"Mommy," Daniel muttered, rubbing his eyes.

I picked him up and cradled him close to my bosom. "Yes baby, it's time to wake up."

Emily woke up with a cry, and I gently put Danny down on the bed to pick her up. Cradling her gently in my arms, I softly petted her until her cries turned into little sniffles. Emily wasn't a morning person, it was always tedious getting her out of bed.

After calming her down, I ushered them into the bathroom for the morning bath. It was always a struggle getting the twins ready for school no matter how early they went to bed.

"Mommy, sleep. I want to sleep," Em whined, refusing to get into the bathtub.

I chucked at her resistance and said out loud. "Who wants popsicle after school?" I asked, trying to bribe them.

"Mommy, I want," they both echoed at the same time.

I bobbed my head, chuckling as I placed them in the bathtub. When I was done, I ushered them into the bedroom to get them dressed.

"Guess what we are having today for breakfast?" I asked, leading them to the dining room.

"Popsicle?" Danny replied excitedly.

Laughter bubbled within as I placed them on their seats. "No, sweetie. We'll be having pancakes with hot chocolate."

As they began to eat, there was a knock on the door. I stood up to open it and saw it was Philip at the door.

My brows tugged in confusion, wondering why he was here by this time. Philip has been my close friend even before I got married to Liam. He was of great help to me after I left Liam and also after I gave birth to the twins.

"Good morning Philip, what brings you here so early?"

"I was in the area and decided to pick you guys up for school. Where are the twins? Are they ready?" He replied, letting himself in.

Immediately the twins saw Philip, they left their meal and ran to him.

"Uncle Philip," they yelled excitedly, running towards him.

He hugged them tight and placed kisses on their foreheads. "Are you guys ready to roll?"

They bobbed their heads excitedly as they ran to his car. I picked up their bags and followed after them.

The car ride was swift and chatty. We arrived at the school and I helped the twins out of the car, their little hands clutching their backpacks.

Philip smiled warmly and with a playful wink, he said, "Goodbye, my little munchkins! Have a great day at school."

They nodded eagerly while waving at him. "Byeeee, Uncle Philip."

As we turned to walk towards their classroom, I felt a pair of eyes on me and I turned to see who it was, when my gaze met the person staring intently at me, the bag I held fell to the ground.

My eyes widened in surprise and I let out a gasp, stuttering. "Li..Liam."