You Can Run But You Can't Hide My Contractual Wife novel Chapter 259

When Rosy left, Arabella heaved a sigh. 

Looking around her old apartment, memories of her and Adam flashed across her in every corner. 

Now, she felt she was back at square one. 

It seemed her journey was too long and yet she came back to the beginning. 

She was alone again. 

It might be a good thing for her for a while. 

She badly needed this to be alone.

She wanted to think.

She wanted to heal herself.

Maybe... just maybe she could find herself again. 

With all the things that happened to her...

With all the bad decisions she made in the past...

There was no one to blame.

It was on her. 

Life could be cruel sometimes but it's all in you how you handle it. 

It's in you how you look at the silver lining amidst all the darkness in life. 

For Arabella, she encountered the worst but she never backed down. 

She had lost her sanity but she continued living. 

She could still consider herself lucky for all the unfortunate things that happened in her life. 

Living alone was recharging herself. 

It didn't mean she was bitter and want to escape her problems that she locked herself alone. 

It was her way to think clearly.

 At first, Eric didn't want to let her go but he helped her with Ivan. 

Surely, he understood eventually what she wanted. 

After she cleaned everything, she decided to go to the nearest grocery near her apartment. 

Since she was living alone now, she had to cook her meal every day.

One grocery for the whole month then she could lock herself in the apartment. 

She didn't want to go anywhere and she just want to spend time reading her books. 

Then she remembered her plants in Eric's garden. 

She heaved a sigh of frustration. 

Her attachment to her plants made her sad.

Then she stood up and went outside following her plan.

When she got back, she was already embracing a purple orchid planted on a pot in one hand and a box of her groceries in the other hand. 

It was too heavy for her to carry but it didn’t matter. 

She was determined to arrive using the stair to her unit but when she reached outside her door, she was shocked. 

Different boxes of groceries and drinking water were outside her door. 

Arabella put her plant and her box on the ground. 

That was the only time she felt the numbness of her hand after carrying those things on the ground. 

Then she heaved a sigh as she had someone already in mind who sent her the supplies. 

From her judgment, the boxes of food and necessities were good for 1 year. 

‘Brother Eric.’ She muttered in the air. 

There was no other person who would make this for her. 

Though she didn’t want to accept the boxes somehow it was also not right for her to return them. 

So, she got her phone and dialed Eric's number. 

“Arabella,” Eric answered with a hoarse tone. Obviously, he was still in a mess of the sudden turn of events.

“Brother, I know you did this. Please do not do this again in the future. I’m begging you.” Arabella talked nicely to him. She just didn’t want Eric to make this kind of treatment towards her for the rest of his life.

“Please let me do this to you. I’m worried about you, Arabella.” Eric was pursuing her. He swore to do all just to make her life comfortable. He didn’t even leave a note on the packages so she would not refuse him but Arabella was quick to know that it was him who sent everything to her apartment. 

“Brother, you don’t have to worry about me. I hope this would be the last time you are doing this. Please let me be my own for now.” She uttered directly. 

Eric was silent on the other line but she could still hear his breathing. He seemed to be very problematic with her decision.

“Arabella,” Eric uttered seriously. He heaved a deep sigh before he continued. “What about us?”

Arabella was taken aback for a while because of his question. She was not expecting Eric would ask her that. 

Then she remembered the kiss they shared that night. 

When she said to him that they have to take it slow. When she agreed to be Eric’s woman for real. 

Everything about them happened in a flash. 

She didn’t expect Eric to confess to her. 

Then eventually, she decided to give him a chance. 

She decided to give herself a chance to love again. 

“Brother, I… I can’t continue. I’m sorry.” She felt pain in her heart not because their short romantic relationship had ended but because she knew she would hurt Eric. 

“Arabella, please don’t. I… can’t… I can’t continue living without you anymore.” Eric stuttered begging her. 

Then after, she heard his cry that he seemed to hold but it didn’t work.

"Brother, let's get a divorce." She had to do this or she was afraid that she could not do it anymore. She didn't want to hurt Eric but she didn't want him to wait for her. 

She didn't deserve his love as she was sure that the only love she could give him was the kind of love that was for a family. She had proved it after they kissed that night. Since he already had Ivan, it was just right that they had to comply with what they had agreed.

"No! Please no... Arabella, I'm sorry but I can't let you go. I will not divorce you." Eric's voice became firmed and determined.

“Brother, you have Ivan and Rosy. They love you so much. As for me, I still have to find myself. Thank you for everything. I will treasure everyone and everything you have done in my heart.” After her words, she dropped the call. 

She had to do it so Eric would get sober.

After their divorce, she would be free again. 

At night, she cooked her dinner and ate early. 

She wanted to relax her mind and body for tonight. 

Hopefully, she could get a good sleep. 

Since she started living with Eric, Lira kept on updating her about Damien’s condition. 

The last time was they went to another country for some medical consultation. 

They seemed to be working together well. 

Arabella was happy about them. 

Hopefully, they would be together forever in their life. 

Thinking about them she could not help to smile. 

When she was already in her bed, she planned to visit Damien’s house tomorrow. 

Lira and Damien were abroad for quite too long so she decided to remove some dust from Damien’s house. 

Maybe if she could make herself busy, she would forget her sadness. 

Locking herself was not so good idea. 

Morning came, and her solo life had started again. 

She went early to Damien’s house and clean everything. 

When she finished cleaning, she decided to read her book there then she was snapped to her senses that it was already night again. 

She shook her head certainly in disbelief that she had lost the track of time. 

She rode a bus going home and it was quite relaxing seeing the night in Capital Z again.

 The lights were beaming anywhere.

 At that time, few cars were on the street as the time was almost midnight. 

Passengers were few that she felt she was riding an exclusive bus.