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The Billionaire 3: Tyron Cruz novel Chapter 5

Isabella woke up the next morning and saw Tyron buttoning his shirt dress, she also notices that his hair is wet. She put herself up sitting and leaned on the headrest.

“Morning…” She greeted but Tyron just stared at her with his cold eyes. “What…what time did you come home last night?” She asked.

“Why do you care?” Tyron coldly asked as he buttons his shirt dress.

“I…I am just worried.” She softly answered.

“Why are you worried?” He asked. “Worried that something happened to me or worried that I am fucking some woman out there?” He added with seriousness and coldness in his voice. His eyes are even filled with rage and anger.

“No, it’s not like that.” She answered as she stood up from the bed and slowly approach him. “I…”

“Oh, fuck it, Isabella!” Tyron shouted shutting her up. “If you don’t have any other thing to say aside from accusing me of messing around and disrespecting this marriage then it is best if you just shut up and don’t say a word.” He snapped making her flinch, she didn’t expect that him to act that way. Tyron sighed at the look of her face. “I’m sorry, Isabella if I raised my voice, it’s just that I’m exhausted and I …” he let out a heavy sigh. “I’m off to work.” He said before grabbing his suit and shutting the door close.

Isabella is left there alone, confused and feeling pain. With a heavy heart, she took a bath and change for work. It is already seven thirty and Hal will pick her up at eight.

She went to the kitchen to make herself a cup coffee when she saw Rose cleaning on the living room.

“Good morning, Ma’am.” Rose greeted as soon as she saw her.

“Good morning too.” She smiled.

“Would you like to have breakfast?” Rose asked, turning the vacuum off.

“No, I’m good. I will just drink coffee.” She answered. “My manager will pick me up anytime now.” She added and Rose nodded. “Just continue what you are doing, I will make my own coffee.” She added before going to the kitchen.

She saw Nana Helen at the kitchen slicing varieties of vegetables.

“Good morning, Nana Helen.” She greeted as she grabs a mug.

“Did you fight with Tyron again?” Nana Helen asked making her flinch. “don’t get me wrong, I heard you two earlier.”

“Nana Helen…”

“Your husband worked nonstop for two months so that he can have a leave for a week or so to spent it with you.” Nana Helen said making her eyes go wide.

“I didn’t know that… he didn’t mention it.” She said then she remembered that he didn’t go to work yesterday and that bouquet of chocolates. “Oh, gosh! What have I done?” She asked herself and bit her lower lip.

“I don’t mean to pry in your married life but have some faith on Tyron.” Nana Helen said before leaving her alone in the kitchen.

“So, how’s your break yesterday?” Hal asked while driving. “I hope you did rest well because you’re fully pack today until next week.”

“Yeah, I did.” She answered but she can’t help not to blush when she remembered how Tyron took her. It was mind-blowing and it was so different from their first night.

“Heh, you’re blushing, beks!” Hal teased when he saw the redness of her cheeks.

“I am not!” She said, cupping her own cheeks.

“Yes, you are!” Hal continued to teases her. “So, how is it? Is there a baby Tyron and Isabella on the way?” Hal wiggled his brows.

“Oh, come one, Hal!” She pouted with both cheeks red. “You know that I can’t risk my career.”

“aha! So, you did it!” Hal shrieked making her cover both of her ears.

“Urg! Stop screaming, beks!” She rolled her eyes while covering both of her ears.

“Oh, I’m so happy for you, it seems that your husband is respecting your marriage and is trying to make it up with you.” Hal said smiling and it make her puzzled.

“What do you mean?” She asked.

“Oh, didn’t you know that your husband worked nonstop for the past two months so that he can spend more time with you even though it is for a while because of your busy schedule?” Hal asked making her frown. She has no idea at all.

“Where did you heard that from?” She asked.

“Your husband’s personal assistant, Zarina.” Hal shrugged. “She’s a friend of mine, and she’s present at the wedding.”

“Is that so…” That’s all she could manage to say. “Damn! I really wronged him.” She can’t help not to sigh.

“Why? What happened?” Hal asked.

“I don’t know if I should be saying this to you but I accused him of being with Reina and you know…” she sighed and look outside the window. “He is just trying to close the gap between us but I messed it up. He has the right to snap at me early this morning.”

“Aww, I’m sorry to hear that, sweetie.” Hal said, concerned is evident on his voice. “You can call him if you want.” Hal said while holding his phone on his other hand.

“No, I—”

“Too late, sweetie.” Hal cuts her off as he gives his phone to her, making her eyes grew wide.

“Wha…what the hell, Hal?” She cursed. Just then the ringing on the phone stop and is replaced by a female voice.

“What to do you need, Hal?” It is Tyron’s secretary.

Hal looked at her raising an eyebrow, his eyes were sending her a message to talk.

“Hal?”

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