You Can Run But You Can't Hide My Contractual Wife

Chapter 308: Her Father's Confession

"What am I doing?" Eric sounded in the air confused about his actions while he seriously stared at his

mobile phone in his hand.

His mind was occupied with the girl wearing a white mask embellished with tiny diamonds on the

linings. It seemed her beauty would not be completed without the mask. Eric could not help thinking

about her. He seemed to go crazy if he would not see her tonight.

"Uncle! Rosy is here." Ivan's voice snapped him back to his senses. With his continuous therapy, Ivan

got very good progress in his behavior. He could speak generously to others and he began to like Rosy

as well.

"Hi, Eric!" Rosy came from Ivan's behind with an overwhelming smile. She seemed to overcome her

mourning for her late mother.

"Oh! Sorry, I forgot that you are going to arrive today. Did someone pick you up at the airport?" Eric felt

very guilty as Rosy texted him the night ago about her arrival. Usually, he personally picked her up at

the airport but today he was out of his mind. He was longing to see the girl with the mask. She was the

one in his mind the whole day that he forgot Rosy's arrival.

"Humppp! I'd tried calling you but you were too busy talking to someone. I'm really getting jealous,

Eric!" Rosy answered jokingly. She even acted like she was annoyed with him talking to another person

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Eric let go of a smirk. He realized Rosy was telling the truth. He was talking with the masked girl earlier.

He felt guilty.

"Oh, that's purely business." He excused himself from embarrassment. Eric nodded as he smirked

charmingly.

"Okay... I believe you but why do I get this feeling that you have someone who inspires you?

Hmmm...your smile is telling me so." Rosy commented seeing Eric smiling with connivance with his

eyes. It was unusual for her to see him smiling with sparks in his eyes.

Eric stood frozen. He didn't like someone who caught him with that kind of delight.

"Oops! Just joking! I forgot that you are happily married now." Rosy quickly refuted just to tease him.

She wanted to avenge herself for waiting for too long at the airport and she had to call someone from

the office to arrange another ride for her.

"Ha..ha..ha.. No one else." Eric faked a soft laugh. The sparks in his eyes immediately faded away

remembering Arabella, It was replaced with immense guilt. He hated two-timer men but why did he feel

he was becoming one? He had to stop his nonsense thoughts about the masked girl. He loved Arabella

and he only wanted to stay by her side forever. His heart belongs to Arabella and that would not

change.

"Oh! Speaking of... Where is she?" Rosy's eyes wandered around the mansion. Obviously, she was

excited to see her friend, Arabella. The mansion felt empty when she left.

Eric's expression had become gloomier and Rosy didn't miss it.

"Oh, sorry. Cheer up, man! Don't worry. Since I am here, I will help you get her back. Okay? Leave it to

me, my friend!" Rosy realized she went too far. Before she went back abroad, she helped Arabella to

settle in her apartment. She separated herself from Eric. His gloomy expression tells her that he didn't

successfully win her back.

Eric just smirked. He wasn't able to feel anything about Rosy's offer and it made him guiltier.

"How is everything going? How are you?" Eric averted the topic. It's been a while since he had to stay

beside Rosy to comfort her. He just went back for a big project negotiation held in Capital Z and also for

Ivan.

"Well, still coping." This time, Rosy's expression turned gloomy.

"And uncle?" Eric was curious and worried.

"Never mind him. He deserves every pain and guilt for his actions. I just hoped that he and his mistress

were the people buried in the ground not my mom." Rosy responded beneath her breath as she

annoyingly rolled her eyes. She still couldn't believe that her beloved mother was gone and her hatred

towards her dad was still very fresh that she could not move on from it.

Eric could feel Rosy's pain. They had the same feelings about the situation. He hated his uncle and his

mistress. That woman with many names. He hated her for stealing money from his company. And what

he hated the most is until now, he still didn't capture her. It pissed every vein he had inside his body. He

had to find and catch her again. Eric swore to make her suffer in his hand to avenge his aunt Rita.

"How about we invite Arabella tonight for dinner? Should we call her?" At this time, Rosy was the one

to avert the topic.

Eric froze.

Rosy's plan was conflicted with his plan tonight. He knew he just promised to leave the masked girl but

he could feel a sharp pinch somewhere in his body just thinking of canceling his appointment with the

girl. Honestly, he didn't want to. Eric was dying to see her again and he hated himself so much for that.

"Eric! Eric... Are you with me? Did you hear me?" Rosy saw Eric was absent-minded so she snapped

him back by snapping her fingers.

"Yeah... But... I'm sorry. I have a prior business engagement tonight, Rosy. You guys have dinner

together. I will catch up okay?" Eric responded messing with Ivan's smooth hair.

"Yes!" Ivan's stopped assembling his life-size robot and yelled excitedly.

"Okay then. Will say your regards to your beloved wife. Since you seemed so busy, I will take Ivan with

my shopping. Let's go, buddy! Let's prepare for our dinner tonight. Let's have fun without your busy

boring uncle." Rosy dragged Ivan rolling her eyes at Eric then she left together with the excited boy.

Eric was left alone. He felt troubled as his guilt was eating him up. Tonight, he had two dinners to

attend. He had to choose one and he did. Tonight, he chooses the masked girl. He decided to end up

with whatever kind of affection he had for her. He would apologize to her for his bad behavior towards

her and then that's it. He would not see her again. He would end his guilt tonight so he decided to push

through with their dinner. Tonight would be their last night together and the last night to see each other.

After tonight, he would focus on getting Arabella back in his arms.

Meanwhile, Arabella was holding a gun pointing in different directions per second. It was her first time

but she was not naive about holding and using it properly as Damien had taught her before for a matter

of self-defense. She stood up unstabilized with her bruises all over her body. The pain she got was too

awful but she had to drag herself to get up and move swiftly before Sen. Meyer would come back and

the rest of his men. When she thought that she can save herself with the weapon in her hand and just

run off freely, she was wrong. Her conscience was bugging her to get her father. Though she was

drowned in all kinds of pain at the moment, she didn't have the heart to leave her father when she had

the chance to save him. With the weapon in her hand, she had a 100% chance to help him escaped his

cell and Sen. Meyer's hand. Couldn't afford any moment of delay, she suppressed the pain and tried to

follow her instinct.

"Turned around! You all face the wall! Dare to move or I will blow all your heads!" Arabella shouted.

The other man was limping following her order. The three men seemed afraid of dying as they quickly

followed her. Arabella was clever enough to take all their weapons from their back pockets and throw

them away.

"One move and you will die!" She shouted firmly. Her tone was determined and she was true to her

words. She was on the verge of her survival. Die or fight. It was the only option she had at the moment.

When she was about to move to her father's cell, her temper was tested when one man turned around

to chase her. Without any second thought, she pulled the gun's trigger. A loud gunshot echoed in the

huge warehouse. The man halted and was shocked by the gunshot. He seemed to underestimate that

a woman like her couldn't shoot someone. A woman like her has no guts to kill someone.

After the next second, another gunshot was heard. Arabella shot the ground near his feet making him

tremble and he quickly turns around raising his hands in the air to surrender.

"Sorry... I surrender! I surrender! Please don't kill me." The man cried still lifting his hands facing the

wall.

"The next bullet is for your head! " Arabella answered with strictness. Whoever moves will get the next

bullet! Clear?" She added angrily.

The three men nodded their heads repeatedly like they were in a race who could respond to her first

would win. With the tested temper, no one dared to move. They even seemed to hold their breaths and

avoid blinking not to irritate her again.

When she reached her father's cell, she stopped. Her father was holding the steel bars with eyes full of

worries about what was happening outside. When she suddenly appeared in his sight, his expression

was troubled. On the other hand, she didn't like his father's expression. For her, her father just worried

about his life. His expression just disgusted her but she had no choice but to follow her conscience.

She was all enough of him.

"Damn! Baby... What did they do to you? What happened there? Why are you still here? Didn't I tell you

to go away from here and do not come back?" Her father said in a panicked manner.

Her eyes were still full of disdain and instead of answering him, she shot the cell's lock thrice. The lock

wrecked out then she kicked it open. The door swung strongly. Now, her father was free, she looked at

him again with sharp eyes. She had an eye full of resentment. Without any words for him, she turned

around. She was done with him. As she turned around, she just wished she would not see him again.

She just wanted to leave the place. Her father followed her closely.

When they successfully got outside the place, she locked the entrance of the warehouse so she could

make sure that those men could not follow them again. Then she threw the gun away. It was time for

them to go separate ways. Without turning around, she started walking in the opposite direction.

"Baby..." Her father suddenly called her. She stopped but she didn't turn around. "I know you hated me

so much and I am very sorry. I... I am not a good father. When Senator found out about our

relationship, he tried to kill me. That night, I got shot. I didn't fake that. When I woke up from the coma,

Alice came to me and told me everything about Trishia. I was shocked and my mind was a big mess. I

had to protect you all from the Senator. Then Trishia came to me and asked for my help. It was my only

chance to be a father for her to put up with all my absences in her life. Baby... I am very sorry. That

time on that hill, I was awake the whole time. I framed you. I didn't fall into the cliff. You collapsed that

time and someone dropped something in the water to make you believe that I was dead. My stretcher

rolled down but it was caught by my men down the slope. heard your cries for me. I heard your mom's

cries. I felt like a very horrible man at that time but I can't make Trishia disappointed. I have to make it

for her as she accused me of abandoning her. It was not true but Trishia had closed ears. She only

believed what she wanted. Trishia all wanted was to have Bill. She wanted you to hate Bill Sky for

killing me. Trishia wanted you to separate from Bill Sky."

Arabella continued walking not wanting to hear his nonsense confession anymore. One thing that made

her relieved was Bill Sky was not the evil in that situation. She immediately felt guilty for blaming him

for the fake death of her father. Somehow it made her angrier toward him.

Baby... If Baby... I never wanted to hurt you but I just wished you understand me in the future.' Seeing

her taking a few steps again he continued his confession.

Arabella slightly halted but she continued to walk again in her direction.

"Baby... If it was not too heavy to ask... Could you leave Bill Sky to your sister, Trishia, please?" Her

dad said showing hopeful responses in his tone.

At this time, Arabella completely stopped.