Chapter 89: James Persistence

Even Alex was surprised at the guts that James was suddenly having just because he was a superior to Alex. “You cannot just come here commanding me and telling us, telling me what to do and what not to do. I don't want you in my house. You are on my property, and I can tell you whatever I want, and you have to abide by it. And now my final decision is you should get the hell out of my house and don't ever come back here again. Just get the hell out,” Alex said to James as James laughed again.

“You are one crazy person. You know, right? I don't know why you're protecting Isabella so much. There are so many things that I have done that you have not yet done for Isabella. But yet you are acting like you are the best or you are the most special person to her heart. You are not a special person to her heart. If Isabella should remember everything, she will still come running to me because I cared for her, I pampered her, and I took perfect care of her. More than you can ever in your life do, Alex,” James said to Alex as Alex was surprised.

Alex knew there was something James wanted to say, but yet he was still beating around the bush, acting calm, acting like he had nothing to say. Even though he had something inside of him that he wanted to utter. “So what does it all mean? All these words, all this gibberish you’re mouthing to me. What is it supposed to mean? Where is it leading you to? Because it makes no sense. If she loved you, if she cared for you, if she wanted me. It is your own cup of tea, not mine. I am still the one who she deserves. You are just a professor, and I know you were in love with Isabella all these years. I know that it is that love you had for her that is still making you chase her around. You should stop it. Stop with the chases. Stop chasing her around because you will gain nothing from it. Absolutely nothing from trying to get her to be yours back. It can never be possible. Stay away from her.”

Alex warned and was about to slam the door, but James tried to fight his way in, only for Mirabel to stand up from where she was sitting and watching patiently as she rushed towards them and held James by the collar. “You. Isabella told me everything. I know everything. So don't come here acting innocent and acting like you are the good one here. You and I know you are a bad person. You are the one. You intimidated her, okay? You. You forced her. You taunted her. Stay away from her. At least she is recovering. You don't have to see her. If she wants to see you, she knows where to find you. If you are eager to see her, then you wait till she recovers, and you pray for her to recover. That is what we are all praying for right now. For her recovery. Nothing else.”

Mirabel warned James as he looked inside the house, only to see Isabella coming down with a cup of milk in her hand as she looked at the three of them, surprised. “Alex,” she muttered as Alex turned instantly. At least one thing was better than before. Now she was able to remember each and every one of their names. “What is going on?” she questioned as she slowly walked towards them.

Mirabel knew that at this moment, James could easily find out what was really going on, and instantly she turned around, ran as fast as she could, and held onto Isabella. “Go back in,” she muttered, but Isabella still stood there. “Let me go. What is going on? Why are you guys fighting now? Why do I keep hearing my name from upstairs? Till I got downstairs, all I could hear was Isabella,” she said as Alex was surprised she now knew that her name was Isabella. “What was going on?” he thought to himself. Very curious.

Alex was very curious and wanted to know what exactly was going on. But he knew that if he should utter any word to Isabella at that moment, then James would be able to fish out what was going on, and then the questioning would begin. Everyone would get to know that Isabella has no memories of everything that happened to her the night before she was unconscious. 

He stared at James and then back at Alex, back at Mirabel, signaling for her to rush and get Isabella as she nodded and hurriedly went for her. She dragged Isabella to a corner and pinned her to the wall. “Do you remember me?” she questioned as Isabella stared at her for a while but yet did not give an answer. “Isabella, do you remember everything?” she questioned again.

“Remember everything about what?” she said as Mirabel felt confused and dumbfounded. She couldn't even believe that Isabella was playing around like this. She turned to Alex and shook her head sideways as Alex let go of James. “You should leave. You have seen enough and you have heard enough. At least you have seen Isabella with your own eyes, and you see that she's perfectly all right. I don't know what else you want to confirm because she does not want to talk to you. She made that rule that she does not want to see you,” Alex lied, hoping that this would push James away, but James still stood there.

“No, I want her to say it again to me in words right here that she wants to end everything and she does not want to give me a chance to talk to her,” James insisted. Alex knew that if James stepped his foot into the mansion, then everything that they had been trying to cover up would all end up in vain.