ISABELLE

Chapter 23

It was Charles's birthday party. That guy whom we have come across at Nathan's party a few weeks ago. I still remember this man who holds my hand and look me from head to toe. He didn't leave a very good impression on me. I have learnt from Nathan that Charles was in the drug business. Their organisation was up and expanding in these few years. Nathan do have some business dealings with Charles.

The party was located in a mansion at the suburb. It was extravagant and everything screams luxury. All the cars spotted at the driveway were all super cars. Nathan had driven us here using his Ferrari. Our bodyguards had followed closely behind us in their SUV.

Taking my hand in his, Nathan and I walked up the stairs to the foyer. Everyone greeted us along the way. When we had entered the majestic ballroom, my jaw almost dropped to the ground. Huge chandelier on the ceiling. The chandelier shines and glimmer on a big dance floor in the middle of the ballroom. Tables surrounds the dance floor. On each table, there were a big flower centrepiece on it. Fine tableware was placed on the table and each tableware looks exquisite.

Do people really put food on them?

A man came forward and greets Nathan. He then guides us through the crowd towards the star of the night.

"Hey Nathan. Nice having both of you here." Charles shakes Nathan's hand before taking my right hand in his and gave a kiss on the back of my hand. His lips lingered and I could feel him smirking against my hand. Quickly, I pulled my hand back and took a step back.

A few people came towards us and join in the men' conversation. All the while, I stood behind Nathan. Beside Charles was a lady. She looks to be around my age, if not younger. I didn't see her the previous time. She was expressionless and somehow, her eyes look sad to me. She was wearing a very beautiful white long dress with her hair tied up in a high ponytail. She was pretty.

After mingling for a while, Nathan and I were then being ushered to our table. We were assigned to sit together with Charles and his female companion. A few other people were seated together in this big round table. Everyone was dressed in their finest. As usual, they were all smiles and were too friendly. Deep down, I know this is just a façade they had put up.

Free flow alcohol was served and the dinner was great. Nathan had let me take a slip of the red wine he was having when we were eating the steak. The alcohol tasted great with the meat. It was my first time drinking alcoholic drinks.

Halfway through the dinner, Nathan took my hand in his and he led me to the middle of the ballroom. We stood on the dance floor and his hand went around my waist, holding me close against him. We listened to the soft music in the background and sway our bodies. My eyes focus on his and I felt that we were the only the ones on this dance floor. Everything else fades around us. Nothing matters anymore.

In this moment, with Nathan holding me close to him, my emotions were running all over the place. My feelings have developed for Nathan as time goes by. He is no longer the man when I first met him. To other people, he is still the cold and ruthless person. To me, he was not the fierce and merciless man I had known. He cares about my feelings. I know, I can feel it.

After learning more about his past, I have come to understand the environment that he has grown up in. It has made him put his guard up with every person he has come across. And that includes me. I do not blame him for that. If I were him, I would probably put up a wall as well.

I can feel that he is slowing putting his guard down against me. He is slowly letting me in. It takes time and I will wait no matter how long it takes. As long as he is letting me in at the end.

What he is doing has made him the person he was today. It was his job that makes him a bad or even an evil person. Generally, Nathan is a good person. At least he was, to me.

He has responsibilities he has to carry on his shoulders which not all people can imagine or fathom. Although he is the leader of the organisation and is the decision maker, but there were times where he has no choice but to do it even if he doesn't like it.

Nathan is a man of few words. He doesn't know how to express himself through words. Other than his brother, he has no one to lean on to if he has any trouble or need a listening ear. He doesn't tell me what he was doing every day. My guessing is that he doesn't want me to get involved in his work. In the event if anything were to happen to him, I still have my chance of getting away with our children. Maybe this was his way of protecting us? I do not probe him on what he was doing either. If he wants to tell me, then I will be there for him. Lending him a listening ear.

Most importantly, I do not hate him anymore. I do not blame him for bringing me to him anymore.

Just when we were about to leave the dance floor after the song ended, Quinton approached us with a middle age man trailing behind him. Upon seeing the two men, Nathan began to walk towards a corner of the ballroom. Quinton stops me when I was about to follow Nathan and the middle age man. "Boss has something to discuss." That was my cue to leave Nathan and the middle age man alone.

Quinton then proceeds to escort me back to my table.

Many people had gathered around the dance floor and I had nearly tripped and landed myself on the floor when a big bulky man walked past behind me. Luckily Quinton was quick to grab hold of my arm. "You alright?" Quinton asked.

"Thanks." I nodded and heaved a deep breath. Suddenly my head went spinning. "I need to go to the washroom." I told Quinton.

Quinton started towards the opposite direction from where Nathan is and I quickly stopped him. "It's alright, I can go by myself. You stay here with Nathan." I will be alright; it was just a short bathroom trip. I didn't wait for Quinton to reply and I started to walk towards the entrance of the ballroom.

This whole place was a huge maze. I have been walking around in search of the washroom for a while. I have this queasy feeling since this morning. I hadn't had this feeling for quite a while and the last time I had this feeling was when I had learnt I was pregnant for the third time.

Nathan and I had sex frequently. He didn't wear any protection and I didn't ask him to withdrawn. After my miscarriage, I was very upset for a period of time. And when Nathan told me he was happy being a dad, I wanted to do something that makes him happy.

I wanted me to be the one who can bring happiness to him.

Finally, I spotted the washroom at a far end. Upon entering the washroom, I pushed open the nearest toilet stall and vomited everything I had eaten. My sixth sense tells me that I can make Nathan happy again. This thought brought a smile to my face when I exited the washroom.

Should I inform Nathan immediately? What if it was a false alarm? Should I ask Adam for a test first?

I was in my thoughts when I saw a familiar figure. Why was she here? She was not supposing to be here.

I have decided to follow Kathy whom has just entereda room. I am curious on why she is here at this party.

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