Chapter 299 - Two Hundred And Ninety-nine: Love Advisor (1/2)

The third point of view

”Guys, can you two bring it down a little,” Anabelle groaned, face-palming. She had left for like five minutes and returned only to see her cousin Isabelle and Pedro eating each other's faces.

Anabelle felt a tight feeling in her chest but it didn't hurt like before. She has given up on the fact that she and Pedro would ever work out again.

Moreover, he looked so happy with Isabella - his happiness was all that matters - plus the fact those two couldn't keep their hands to themselves. Anabelle sighed, uncle Niklaus might become a grandpa soon enough at this rate - she bet Pedro wouldn't be alive to see his child.

”Oh my God, I'm so sorry, ” Isabella blushed with embarrassment, buttoning up the opened buttons of her shirt while Pedro smoothed his messy hair.

Isabella was at Pedro's place and both were video calling Anabelle when she left to get something. While they waited, some stuff went down, and here they are.

Life with Pedro has been so amazing for Isabella, he understands her and knows exactly what she wants; he was made for her. Isabella began to question herself, why hadn't she dated him from childhood?

[(Author's. Ans): Because you would steal his tofu and would not take responsibility?]

Well, she was happy she had him now. So Isabella conducted herself and faced the camera, ”You were saying?”

”You promised to go shopping with me today,” she reminded her cousin with a mean moue.

Oh shit, Isabella groaned inwardly. She knew the definition of shopping with Anabelle; she would tire her out till she had no energy left.

”Did I?”

”Isabella?” Anabelle growled, warningly.

”Fine,” Isabella gave in. There was no escaping this one. She turned to Pedro with a resigned sigh, ”As you can see babe, my hands are tied,” she hinted she had to leave.

”Alright,” Pedro understood.

He placed a quick kiss on Isabella's lips but that simple gesture soon deepened into a passionate one which made Anabelle shut her laptop at once. She wasn't jealous - maybe a little - but she wasn't perverted enough to watch her cousin and ex-boyfriend swap saliva - the excessive public display of affection was puke-inducing.

Anabelle collapsed on her bed, staring up at the ceiling; loneliness seems to be her friend lately. She was still contemplating what to do with her pathetic life when a knock sounded on her door.

”Come in!”

The door creaked open and her father's head peered out before the door was fully pushed aside, revealing the female by his side.

”Oh,” Anabelle sat up at once, ”Dad,” her eyes moved between the both of them, ”Camille,”

”Hi my pumpkin,” Eden came to hug his daughter. Ever since Reina gave him the recipe for the drug, his daughter has gotten better.

”How are you feeling today, Anabella?” Camille sat on the edge of the bed, beside Eden.

”I'm fine,” She replied with a smile. Honestly, Anabelle had no problem with Camille, the woman has been putting a smile on her father's face lately and that's all she wanted. Moreover, Camille took her to the Spa the other day and they had a good time together - Anabelle loved any woman who understands the need for a woman to be beautiful.

”Anabelle,” Eden took his daughter's hands and put it in his, stroking the top of her palm affectionately, ”I know this might sound sudden but we have important news to break,”

”That you both are getting married?” Anabelle dropped.

Eden's jaw hung open from shock, then he turned to Camille who shook her head with a shrug, she took had no idea how she heard the news?

”H-how did -”

”How did I know?” Anabelle threw her head back and laughed, ” It's not exactly hard to figure out,”

She went on, ”Uncle Niklaus got married at age sixteen; you got a girl pregnant at the same time; he gave birth to Isabella; you gave birth to me; you both are extremely competitive, it's not a surprise to me if you got married at the same time too,”

Eden and Camille were stunned by her precise summary. They never saw it coming.

”Wow... ” Eden was speechless, ”Anabelle, you -”

”If you are here to ask for my blessing or permission, then you shouldn't bother - you both have it already,” she added, ”But my only condition is that you give me three siblings all at once, I don't care how impossible it is; Isabella has two already - technically three,” she demanded.

”About that, Camille and I would discuss that later,” Eden rubbed circles on his fiancée's back - he could see the fear plus disbelief in her eyes.

”Camille love, can you give me some time alone with my daughter?” He requested, holding her gaze.

”O-Of course,” She choked, still flustered by the girl's outrageous request.

The moment the door was closed, Eden turned to his daughter with concern in his eyes. He has been with her for almost eighteen years of her life and knew when she was pretending to be alright.

”How do you truly feel?” He asked, tugging her hair behind her ear.

”Left out? Lonely?”

Eden bit on his lower lips, ”If it's about the wedding, then I'd just -”

”No, it's not about the wedding, father - Gosh, I'm finally glad you found your other half, it's just me,” She ran her hand through her hair, ”I feel tired, defeated, like something's missing in my heart. Why are we so unlucky when it comes to love?” she fought against the urge to cry.