Blackmailing His Runaway Bride by Dance-is-me (carter reed .txt) 📗
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"Oh, by the way, the money you hid in your clothes, I have spent it. So don't bother looking for what is not lost."
She was not asking him any shit about eating.
The feeling of anger which she wished to keep at bay, couldn't help but wrap her soul and she sternly questioned the man, saying, "What on earth are you talking about, Gabriel? That money was supposed to last us for the next six months. I was just about to take it to the bank. How could you just..." A deep breath followed. Trying not to visibly grit her teeth, Isabella continued, "What on earth did you spend it on?"
Gabriel shrugged, his hand going on to scratch the region just above his thigh. "Things. Listen, don't beat yourself up too much, you will get more money. That's why you are working."
Her hands were fisted and the fury inside her was almost leading to tears. "You were not supposed to touch it, Gabriel."
"Listen," the man's anger re-surfaced and Isabella took a step back even though he wasn't that close to avoid him getting physical, "this is what you get since you refused to give me a son."
"Gabriel..."
"Give me a son and I will stop wasting your stuff." Isabella had heard that phrase so many times, her ears were almost bleeding at that point. Now feeling empty, Isabella allowed her weakness to get to her. She fell onto the chilly ground and Gabriel wore an amused smile in response before he said, "Don't wait up tonight, I will be out having fun."
"You are going to gamble again, aren't you?"
If he heard her, he did not show. As the door of the bedroom slammed from within, Isabella felt her shoulders slump. The heaviness in her chest was so much, that it seemed it had found somewhere else in her soul to extend to.
If only a miracle could happen, she thought as she got up to find something to eat. Because at that stage a miracle was just what she needed to get out of her mess.
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