Chapter 59

ELLAH'S sleeping spirit was awakened by the loud

sound of her cellphone. During the few months she

spends in Russia, this is all she does. She would get up,

eat, go ffor a walk on the beach with her housemaid, and

then watch TV in the living room when she got home, or

eat all sorts of fruits except watermelon, which she

hates.

It's also a great feat because Azael hasn't called her in

over 4 months since he left. She doesn't have a money

problem because he left her a large sum of money,

including a credit card that she believes will never expire.

Azael has been a great help to her, and one day she will

be able to repay him for his efforts.

But she is hurt every time she thinks of Cuhen and his

face appears in her mind.

Her decision to flee was better, and there was nothing

wrong with it. She adores Cuhen, but she also adores

herself and her child. She didn't want her child to grow

up with a father, but the father didn't care about her.

She'll be a father and mother to her child. She would

never tell Cuhen they were having a kid unless Azael and

Herrence told him.

"Hello?" she said, barely able to open her mouth due to

her drowsiness. She is still in the mood to sleep. She's

pregnant now, and all she sees is a pillow and a bed.

Fortunately, her assistant was nearby, reminding her to

take daily walks.

She heard a loud sigh on the other end of the line and then disappeared. She just frowned and brushed it off.

She made the decision to resume her drowsiness. But

she soon felt the door to her room open...

"Just put the milk and apples on the side table, thank

you," she remembered saying before falling asleep

again.

She has no idea how many hours she slept, but when

she awoke, it was already dark outside and...

"How are you sleeping? Did you havea dream about

me?"

She screamed in fear and jumped out of bed as quickly

as she could. She was taken abackwhen she noticed the

man sitting comfortably in the rocking chair, staring at

her intently. Its legs are square, and one hand is deep in

thought under its chin.

"Wait, why are you here? How did you manage to g-get

in? H-how did you manage to keep up with me?!" She

was holding her stomach when his gaze was drawn to

her bulging stomach.

"Your housemaid let me in, and basically, I'm here to

settle things," he said as he stood up and mnoved closer

to her.

"Don't get too close to me!"| Just stop right there!" she

yelled angrily. What is the meaning of its presence in

front of her? Does this imply that it is present because

he love her? Will she make an assumption?

"No. You took half of me when you left, and I'm here to take it back," he said darkly, and her fear of Cuhen

returned.

She pondered how she would be able to flee once more.

Her brow furrows. She couldn't understand what he was

saying, or she didn't want to because she was afraid of

what it meant.

"You can't run away from me now that you're carrying

my child in your womb."

It was as if a bomb had gone off. If Cuhen pursues her,

it's not because he loves her, but because he's worried

about the baby.

Who said she's pregnant? And how did it track her

down? Did she believe he didn't want to go to Russia?

"And who told you it was yours?! Asshole!.This is Kleve's

child." She felt like slapping herself. Kleve never claimed

her, but this was the only way she knew how to stop

Cuhen.

He abruptly came to a halt and backed away. The

darkness in his face vanished for a brief momnent, but the

next thing he did she regretted because he was so quick

with lightning that it approached her and she was

forcefully locked against the cement wall.

"I had you devirginized. I took you all. So tell me, Ellah,

you're just lying. That child's father is me. I understand...

It's in your eyes, I can tell. You have feelings for me as

well."

Blood rushed to her head, and she glared angrily at him.

Cuhen appears to be in pain. In what way? When he

forced her and she nearly cursed in fear and rage?

"You are not the biological father of this child. And,

besides, I've never loved you," she smirked at the lie.

"Damn! Shut up," Cuhen hissed, repeatedly punching the

wall. Even though his hand was bleeding, it didn't stop.

"Cuhen, stop!" she exclaimed, suddenly feeling sorry for

him. Did she do it correctly? No, yes. Argh!

"Screw it! Fuck. Fuck. Fuck!" It delivered another

powerful blow to the wall before coming to a halt. "| took

great pains to find you. I looked everywhere. I almost

went insane.." his voice trailed off.

She was taken aback by what she heard. Her breathing

came to a halt for a brief moment, and she stared in

disbelief at Cuhen. Really? Is it insane to try to find her?

Is it possible that he has feelings for her? She wanted to

caress his cheek and treat his hand, but her mind told

her not to.

"When I found out yesterday that he had hidden you

from me, I almost killed that fucking bullshit Azael. But,

thank God, I didn't kill him, or else l'd be consumed by

intense guilt." His voice growled, his eyes glazed over,

"That the woman lve learned to love so much - is the

woman who can't learn to love me at al." He stormed

out.

It was as if a bomb had exploded on her. She couldn't

speak. She just stared and blinked for a few minutes until

her system slowly accepted what Cuhen said just now.

She covered her mouth while crying. It's like rain that

never stops dripping. She quickly ran to the door to

follow him.

"Cuhen!" she came running tearfully.

"He left about three minutes ago," her housekeeper said.

She slid to the floor weakly, her tears falling, and she

smiled like a fool, still unable to believe what had

happened; she wanted to shout in delight!

Cuhen obviously loves her?

Azael's face was bruised the next day when he entered

her room, but she still smiled as if she had won the

lottery when she saw the angel who would bring her

back to the Philippines! She immediately hugged Azael

as she reflected on what she had done.

"Please take me back to the Philippines right now!" She

begged him.

"Why? Isn't Cuhen here? He almost killed me! And then

he didn't come here? Damn that idiot!"

"He was here yesterday but left. He was hurt, and he said

it all; Cuhen loves me! Azael, your cousin loves me; take

me home right now, and "'ll tell him I love him!"

Azael shook his head, and there was no choice but to

follow her request. So that day, it took her to the private

plane, and they left Russia; she doesn't know where to

look for Cuhen first, but it's up to her!

He was the first to arrive on the island, but Cuhen was not there. The storm destroyed almost the entire

household, leaving strewn bottles of alcohol and broken

equipment everywhere. Her heart was broken to think

that Cuhen had gone insane as a result of her

disappearance, so she decided to clean up all the clutter

inside the house first, despite her exhaustion from the

trip.

CUHEN knocked over the whiskey bottle without

hesitation, and Herrence glanced at Farhistt and Zyd

Caiden. They were in his mansion, which he owned.

"Here we are, when we are brokenhearted!" Herrence

once fixed his gaze on the contents of the cup he was

holding.

"You're a dickhead, Herrence!" "Shut up or l'Il cut out

your tongue," he said flatly, dropping the empty bottle.

Farhistt, on the other hand, sat quietly to one side,

listening. Zyd was singing and dancing.

"Damn! She's going to have a baby with someone else."

He's drunk.

"And you believe her ruses?" Farhistt also was

interrupted. "Cuhen bro, I was overjoyed when I found

out my sister was going to marry you at the time. But

seeing you act like shit for awoman again? It's

excessive."

"What if she simply lied to you? You're smart, but you're

stupid when it comes to that." Zyd laughed before

retiring to bed. He's had enough of dancing like a moron.

"How is Azael that you thrashed? Does he still exist?"

Herrence inquired later.

He did not respond. He simply opened another bottle of

whiskey and drank it again. What Zyd and Farhistt said

stayed with him. Lies? Ellah could lie to him, for sure!

Damn! He let go of the whiskey all of a sudden. Why

hadn't he thought of that? Herrence, on the other hand,

apologized to them for a brief moment because he had

been called.

"Damn! You are completely right. She's tricking me! l've

got to go get her-

"Cuhennnn!" yelled his insane friend Herrence. "Azael

called to tell you that Ellah had left Russia and he had no

idea where she had gone. She ran away again, he said,

and she didn't want to see you."

His chin started to feel euphoric. Fuck! Not ever again.

Someone hits his neck before he can call Azael and tell

him he's going to cut his shaft. He dozed off on the floor.

"Damn shit, Herrence!" Yelled one of the two. "What are

you up to?"

"Azael phoned mne. Let us take our friend to his dear

queen to put an end to his madness."