Epilogue

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Five Years Later


"Mrs. Clerc." I looked up to see Stephanie, my personal assistant. She is new and had just joined this company one month ago. Ben appeared behind her.

"Steph, put my calls on hold if any one calls." I announced as Ben steps into my office.

"Noted." Stephanie answered and proceeds to close the door behind her.


My office isn't big. But it was how I had wanted. It was comfortable. Full ceiling to floor length windows, allowing me to see the streets and people below me. Shelves at one corner. I like my things to be organised. A few potted plants situated at another corner. Beside my table, was a massage chair which I had fond memories of. Nathan was the one who had insisted on getting one for me.

It has been five years since the Charles incident. After Adam had told me I was pregnant, I picked up my courage and asked Nathan. I wanted to know why is he withholding the pregnancy news from me. Why didn't he tell me after I have woken up.

Turns out, I have been worrying too much and had wrongly blame him for not wanting the baby or me. Nathan was surprised when Adam had told him I was pregnant again. He didn't expect the baby to come at a time when my life was in danger. If I have left the world back then, the baby could be leaving together with me. He didn't want that. He didn't want any of us to leave him. It had caught him off-guard and thus, he was unsure of himself. He didn't want to break the pregnancy news to me when I had just woken up and is still recovering. He did not know how would I react. He was afraid that I might not want the baby.

We all have doubts and he is as insecure as me. To prove him wrong, I pulled him down to me and kissed him. I want him to know that I have no intention of leaving him. At least not anytime soon, unless someone wants to get rid of me again. Otherwise, I don't think I would be leaving Nathan's side. Also, I would never in my life not wanting the baby. The baby is ours; it belongs to the both of us.

In fact, I was very happy that I was pregnant again. The feeling was different from previous times. I wanted it. I wanted this baby so much.


It took me a few months for the wounds to be fully healed and my health be back to pre-injuries. By then, I was too heavy to move around anymore. Scans and tests were done and I was told I was pregnant with twins. Both Nathan and I were surprised. I had wanted to try for a natural birth, but Adam had suggested me to go for a C-Section. His reason being that I had just recovered from a huge injury and having a natural birth with twins might be dangerous. Adam's suggestion was supported by Nathan. Two versus one and I had no chance but to go for what Adam had suggested.

The day Charlotte and Lucas was born, both Nathan and I were beyond happy. Both babies were born healthy. Charlotte was the elder one. After the surgery, I came to realise that it doesn't matter which birthing method I had used. Most importantly is that the babies are safe and healthy. Our children are our top priority. That's all it matters.

This time, Nathan had allowed the babies to stay with me. Gerald and Ashton were brought back to the main house too. Nathan says the threat was no longer there since Charles has been caught. I was so happy. I had looked forward to this day for so long and my wish had finally come true.

Plus, Nathan had given me more freedom. I am able to leave the house, but with the company of Clara by my side.


When we have celebrated the first birthday of the twins, I had asked Nathan if I could go pick-up a course to study. I wanted to do something of my own. I didn't want to be the woman behind Nathan's back. After all the incidents that had happened to me, I felt that I'll need to do something for myself. I need to learn how to fend for myself. I cannot be an object that will always be people's target. I cannot allow people to use me as a bargaining tool against Nathan.

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