Chapter 228 - Two Hundred And Twenty-eight: Murdered Christina (1/2)
The third point of view
”Surprise!”
Niklaus and his daughter Isabella were stunned out of their mind when a stream of confetti fell on them as soon as they stepped into the living room.
”What in the name of God,” he muttered, taking in the sight of the guest he had not invited to his place.
”How could you be so heartless brother, leaving without notifying me?” Emily stepped forward, punching him abruptly in the stomach.
”I was planning on doing so,” He groaned, gripping his stomach. Gosh, where did she learn to hit like a man? That must be Judy's handiwork.
Emily laughed sarcastically, ”Really? You were planning on doing so? Hmm, let me guess?”
She rubbed her chin thoughtfully, ”When you're on the plane already?”
Well, she was right. Niklaus had planned on departing without informing any of them but Amanda busted his plans.
Niklaus didn't want the dramatic separation at the airport; the crying with snots running from noses and the never-ending hugs.
To crown it all, they had made it worse by organizing a ”Goodbye” party. Now everyone was going to drop their tears on his shoulder during the ceremonious see-you- again hug.
”Fine, I'm sorry,”
Emily went on her tiptoes and hooked her arms around his neck, ”Well, if you're truly sorry, there's this….”
Oh boy, girls and their manipulation.
”Hey Izzy,” Isabella, who was more eager to see her baby, Neon, was stopped halfway.
”Why didn't you tell me you were leaving? ”Anabelle stood in her way, hands placed on her waist with a stern expression.
”Get out of the way, you're not my human GPS,” Isabella shooed her out of her away, straining her neck to catch a glimpse of the nursery.
”What's she looking at?” Pedro as expected joined in expending her time.
”Mind your business,” Isabella told both and tried to move around her but they- Pedro and Anabelle- swiftly moved to that same side.
”Leave me,” Isabella glared at them, her anger gradually reaching its boiling point.
”She's keeping something from us,” Pedro narrowed his eyes at her suspiciously.
”She's always hiding things from us,” Anabelle grumbled, stomping her feet.
”I bet it is a dark secret,” Pedro grinned, his eyes glinting with expectation.
Isabella facepalmed, both of them were idiots. At this rate, why doesn't she just agree so they could leave her alone in peace.
”Fine, come and view the dark secret,” she said with sarcasm, leading them to the direction of Neon's room.
”Wait a minute, why is this room renovated-”
”Jennifer,” Isabella interrupted Pedro, startling the poor woman having alone time with her son.
”Isabella,” Jennifer was taken back by her presence.
She had expected them to spend more time with her therapist since today was her last session.
The poor mother hardly spent time with her baby anymore and was quite scared. Why if her son grows up thinking Isabella was his real mother instead of her?
”What is a baby doing in your place?” Anabelle was curious with a tinge of envy.
”Jennifer, let me have him,” the girl stretched her hand to the young mother expectantly.
Neon's mother was reluctant but had no choice but to hand over her son who was as well thrilled to meet his new favorite person Isabella.
”Guys, meet Neon. I'm his godsister,” Isabella dazzled them with a rare smile that took them a minute to recover.
”Ooh, he's so cute,” Anabelle tried to poke his cute soft cheeks but Isabella swatted her hand with a lethal glare.
”Oww,” the girl exclaimed in pain,
”What was that for?” She was dumbfounded.