Chapter 508 - Five Hundred And Eight: Getting Pregnant At A Young Age (1/2)
The third point of view:
”That was so funny, you should have seen his face,” Isabella laughed hard, clutching her stomach. It was beginning to hurt from the excessive laughter but damn, that felt so good.
Niklaus's heart swelled with joy when he saw Isabella laugh sincerely. She almost seemed like that sweet innocent girl he knew when she was younger. But unfortunately, life took away that innocence and made her this way.
His daughter encountered things kids her age would never dream of experiencing and it was partly his fault. But he's making it up to her in every way possible. Why? Because he's her father and his responsibility towards her.
”Thank you,” Isabella forced the words out of her mouth. She knew her father had intentionally done that for her. At least for once, he did something right. Well, he's been doing a lot of things right recently, beginning by marrying Reina. She'd see how long this lasts.
”Aww,” Niklaus smiled, ”I'm so touched. You're beginning to go soft,”
”Whatever,” Isabella rolled her eyes and went in, climbing the stairs that led to Maya's apartment with her father closely behind her.
Niklaus felt nostalgic the instant he came into the house, memories flooding his head. This was the point where his life changed and where they - he and Maya- conceived the twins. So yeah, you get why this place is so special to him.
When Maya died, a part of him died with her. He had been so afraid that one day he might never remember what she looked like which was why he had all of her properties moved back here and to their previous position.
Thus, each time Niklaus was plunged with the guilt of her death, he would come here. And like magic, he would find peace, and could almost swear he sensed her presence. Like a shadow, he had always felt her linger around him. Gosh, he sounded like a lunatic. Perhaps, he would have really lost his sanity if he hadn't moved away from the city.
The kids were packing up the few stuff they came in with when he arrived. Call it instinct or something, but he was drawn to the room where he and Maya made love. The bed was still the way it was and a smile tugged his mouth to the side as he recalled he and Maya having bed-breaking sex..... Wait a minute.
Niklaus' gaze narrowed at the bed as he discovered that the bed had lost another foot. Although the bed was old and squeaky, it wouldn't break that easily unless.....
Niklaus' accusing gaze rested on his daughter who was moving an item of clothing from the old wardrobe.
Sensing that someone was boring a hole into her head, Isabella turned around and her eyes connected with her father's intense ones. Call it sixth sense or something, but her gaze drifted to the bed, and from the way, her father followed her gaze told her all she needed to know. Her cheeks heated with embarrassment.
Oh boy, his theory was right. Niklaus found out from her blushing. His daughter rarely blushed but when she does, whatever caused it must be intense.
”Isabella,” He growled, a low rumbling in his chest.
Isabella threw her hands up, ”Don't give me that look, that's like the pot calling the kettle black, and get out of here, you pervert!” She walked over to him and pushed her father out of the room.
”What pervert!” Niklaus hollered from outside, ”Maya and I owned that room,”