世界上最不安全的人

Chapter 715 - Seven Hundred And Fiften: Keeping Secrets From Her

The third point of view:

"So how's the wedding preparation going?" Eden was the one to ask such questions since the children weren't interested in making conversation.

Anabelle and Julie had come to her parent's place for dinner and as well to receive their blessing. However, Julie discovered that for over a day that Anabelle has been giving him the silent treatment for reasons he doesn't know.

He wanted to confront her about it but knowing that it would lead to an argument, he kept shut hoping that she would come around. So he organized the dinner with her parents instead to show her his sincerity about their marriage thinking she must be pissed off about that. He had procrastinated settling down with her for a long time now and for that, he was truly sorry and planned on making it up to her.

However, how can he make it up to her when she wasn't talking to him at all and he doesn't even know the reason why, only that it happened after that meeting with Isabella.

"We are working on having the wedding as soon as possible," Julie was the one that answered since his bride-to-be wasn't in the mood for questions and answers.

"Although Anabelle would be the one making major decisions for the wedding, I would always be with her along the way, assisting and making sure her decisions are met with precision and timely fashion. Moreover, this is our wedding and two heads are better than one," He answered once again but this time while eyeing Anabelle.

Unfortunately, Allison, Anabelle's younger sister was on the table with them as well and she had been observing her sister's quiet mood which was unlike her. Her sister was always warm and exuberant unlike her lack of enthusiasm right now.

"What is wrong with sister Anabelle?" she asked with a dissatisfied pout.

Sadly, even Anabelle didn't know they were talking about her because she was lost in thought and was poking absentmindedly at her meal.

Julie laughed to cover up the awkward tension, "Who knows, she must be in her red days," He hinted at her being in her period.

"Nobody made you her spokesperson," said Camille who had been quiet and observant all this while, "That question was reserved for Anabelle,"

Camille then turned to Anabelle and called her firmly, "Anabelle!"

That finally worked as Anabelle was startled from her reverie and she looked up to see everyone staring at her as if she was a circus animal, thereby the center of attention.

"What is wrong with you, sweetheart?" Eden asked, his gaze boring into hers. He knew his daughter was bothered about something.

"Excuse me, I need to visit the restroom," Anabelle said and excused herself, heading to her room with everyone's gaze following her.

Not less than a minute after she left, Julie said as well, "Excuse me," and headed in the direction that Anabelle followed.

Eden and Camille's gaze connected but none of them said anything. It was common for young people to have quarrels and it was better they resolved it amongst themselves without interference from parents.

Anabelle leaned over the sink in her bathroom and began to splash her face with water, thereby cleaning up the little makeup she had applied on her way to meet her parents.

After that, she stared at her reflection in the mirror, the water dripping down her face as she didn't bother to wipe her face with a towel. She was fucking mad at Julie right now and it was taking her everything not to combust. To blow up at him.

After she had come to know of Pedro's shocking revelation, she had been expecting Julie to tell her as well as his partner and future wife but he remained mum. How could he keep that secret from her? Doesn't he trust her or what? Or does he think she's a blabbermouth like the rest of them think?

She could keep secrets, you know! The only reason he had come to know about Isabella having a baby was because she was comfortable with him. Unlike what people thought, people who saw Isabella for the first time would think she was a snob since she's unresponsive and detached at the first meeting. It wasn't until more encounters that one would realize she was fun to be with, unlike Isabella who was indifferent thoroughly - there was no filter when it comes to her.

In one word you would have to be on the same emotional level with Anabelle before she spills the beans, and it depends on who and how. Just like with Julie, she was sincere, and comfortable and did she forget to add that she was happy at the moment she told him. But now, she was contemplating on withdrawing that privilege from him. If he could hide a secret like this from her, who knows what else he's hiding from her?

Anabelle was staring intently at the mirror when a figure suddenly came into view and that ruined her peaceful moment. She sighed and straightened at once, turning to face him.

Julie didn't say a word, he just stared at his fiancée who stared back at him with an accusing look in her eyes.

"What is wrong with you?" He asked her, running his hand through his hair, "I'm really trying to understand you, Anabelle. Wasn't this marriage what you wanted or was it wrong of me to initiate dinner with your parents?"

"You're even far from the equation," Anabelle retorted under her breath.

"What?" Julie didn't hear her clearly.

Anabelle didn't answer him, rather proceeded to walk past him, however, Julie reached out and grabbed her arm. She glanced down at his arm and then back at his face saying through gritted teeth, "Trust me, you don't want to do this here,"

Then she pulled her arm out of his grip and he let her, Anabelle then walked out on him.

Julie sighed, left alone for him, he wouldn't leave her until she told him what he did wrong but like she said, this wasn't the place - it would be disrespectful to her parents to fight at their place.