Chapter 57

"Are you going to help me escape? Yay!" Her eyes

glowed brightly.

He laughed and seemed surprised by her reaction. He

was still dismayed and couldn't believe what she had

said to him. "Damn Ellah, do you want my cousin to

murder me?"

"You can't help me then," she grumbled. I might hit your

head if you don't leave!"

"Oh, hey-hey! Easy woman! I still want to start a family. If

it's just you and Cuhen, it's inequitable."

She fixed her gaze on him. Is anyone aware that she is

pregnant?

Azael smiled. "I know you're pregnant and that you

absolutely love my cousin. I can see it in your eyes and

actions the day I stepped here, and there is no denying

your love," he became serious and stared at her intently.

"But in today's situation, you are confused because you

don't know where you are going in Cuhen's life. Whether

he loves you, or if he just feels sorry for you."

She was deafeningly quiet and averted her gaze. She is

currently in pain, according to her feelings. She paid no

attention to what Azael said. She was well aware of this,

and she had long suspected that Cuhen would be unable

to love her because his heart remained with the woman

he adored. That is why she did not reveal her pregnancy,

and she is also grateful that herrence and Azael did not

inform Cuhen of her pregnancy. She didn't want the child

to be the reason she remained in his life. Cuhen should

love her if she stays, but that seems impossible for her.

"Do you believe Cuhen loves you?"

"I don't know," she shook her head at Azael. "I know she

love Dr. Florae, so I know he can't love me. He can't

possibly love me." Sadness drew on her face, but when

she remembered Cuhen's annoying face, her brows met.

She had no idea why her blood was boiling over that

man. She hopes that this isn't what she's thinking. She

didn't want their child to resemble him. It's especially

unfair because she's the one who's carrying the baby.

"Would you like to help me escape here again?" he

asked, "l can easily escape you because Cuhen is now in

Manila. His main company was having a major problem,

and he was desperately needed despite the fact that he

was the owner.

Her eyes shone with joy as she let out a gasp. Azael told

her it looked good, and she was overjoyed. Then she'll be

able to leave this place.

"l will help you escape not so that I can take you away

from her, Ellah, but so that you can find out if he loves

you as much as you love him. We'll see what Cuhen can

do when he returns home and sees you're not on the

island." It burst out laughing. Someone appeared to be

thinking this nonsense, but she liked his suggestion.

That's right. When she leaves, she'll see if Cuhen will also

look for her or if he truly loves her, "Game! That appeals

to me."

"You're dead, Cuhen!" he exclaimed, his eyes rolled with

joy. He laughed again and walked around the middle of the room, as if thinking of something he could do.

"Because he burned down a rest house of mine in

Tagaytay that l just bought, I can retaliate by assisting

you in escaping. l can't wait!"

Ellah was taken aback when she heard, "Wait, what

burned?" She's not sure if these two are really cousins.

Are their ideas complicated?

"lgnore it. Now all we have to do is run!"

She had no idea what happened next as long as she

knew she had already joined Azael. Its motorboat was

parked on the opposite side of the island, they passed

througha cave, and the shortcut was the sea, which had

already exposed them. She'd seen it on the map before,

but she didn't think she'd be able to navigate it with this

man.

"This is fantastic, Ellah. Hooh! Of course, the plan is to

flee from Cuhen. In Russia, I have a place he can't step

on again. You are welcome to visit my rest house..."

"How come he can't step on Russia again?" What's going

on? She was getting ready to board the motorboat.

"Florae and Cuhen used to go on vacation in Russia, and

T believe four years ago, their vacation house caught fire

while Florae was inside. She nearly died, and half of his

fiancée's body was burned; luckily, money had wings,

and her body was restored to normal." It then started

operating the motorboat. "Cuhen had a phobia then, and

Florae was also hospitalized for a few months. That is

why Cuhen refuses to visit Russia."

"Really?" Her brow furrowed.

"That man is insane; even the quiet place he cursed all

his life not to visit again, so if you notice.. no company or

business was built in Russia by that idiot; that idiot loves

Florae so much that he is willing to erase the things that

hurt Florae from the world."

She smirked, "That's a minor reason. Whata childish he

is!" she snorted, appalled at her own feeling that she was

jealous of the bereaved woman. Cuhen loves Florae, so

it's a given that he will genuinely love her.

Funny! What is Azael thinking... At least she wants to get

away. She knew in herself that her love for Cuhen would

never be paid back. She could never replace Florae's

space in Cuhen's heart. Only Florae will remain and

remain the only one he will love, and she is mothing.

She was able to leave the Philippines without spending a

single peso or buying any clothes because Azael simply

took her on his private plane, which was obviously ready

to fly to Russia that day.

This is it! She is now free... But her heart suddenly feels

empty. No! She is annoyed with Cuhen and it doesn't love

her so she does it well. She just wonders if the two are

really best friends and cousins and it looks like they are

killing each other backwards. She just shrugged the

thoughts off and let it go, she didn't care.

When they arrived at Azael's rest house after a long

journey, it was fully equipped, close to the sea and far

from civilization, with everything from maternity clothes

to food ready. It appears that it really prepared everyone that she was going to be there in Russia.

She was accompanied by a Filipina who was a few years

her older... Azael hired a maid to accompany her to stay

there. The rest house is large and she won't get bored.

She was given a cellphone and only Azael's number was

saved in case she needed anything.

He also left her with some cash and a credit card in case

she wanted to buy and squander.

She was very tired from the trip, but she felt it was all

gone because she thought she was far away from Cuhen

when she looked out on the balcony and sniffed the

fresh air. Then she touched her stomach and smiled. To

whom will her baby inherit beauty? She believes her

baby is a boy.

"Do you want me to make you something to eat,

Ma'am?" The maid opened the door for her.

When she turned around, she said, "Call me Ellah.." with

a smile.

The maid nodded and went to the kitchen to clean up

before deciding to rest in the room Azael had brought

her; the room was large and the bed was soft, so she

didn't realize she had fallen asleep right away.

"Hey?" Herrence's lethargic response.

"Come here right now! Ellah has been vomiting just as

she tasted what I cooked," he grumbled.

"Give her water. That's all. Then she really don't like your

cooking. It tastes horrible and really doesn't taste good."

If his friend had been right in front of him, he might have

strike him. "Come here right now!" He refrains from

yelling.

"l am here in a farther place with my yacht. Just water,

she will be fine, and take your face away from her

because that is what caused her to vomit!" It laughed on

the other line and turned off the phone.

Damn! His doctor friend is always useless. He quickly

scooped up water and handed it to Ellah, but she just

ignored him, get her own glass and scoop her own water.

Is she so angry that she doesn't want him since she met

Azael?! Yesterday, she was so good at him. She felt grace

in every move and flutter of her eyes, but now it appears

that this is where his cousin will die.

"Your food is horrible!" the girl smirked, turning quickly

towards the stairs.

Suddenly, all of his restraint vanished from his mind. He

pulled her hand away quickly, causing her to crash into

his exposed chest. Just by touching her, he felt the heat

of his body...