You Can Run But You Can't Hide My Contractual Wife novel Chapter 309

She just wanted to let her dad's words pass but it irked her so much that she could not control it. After she saved him, he was still Trishia's supporter, protector, and the greatest father anyone wanted to have but not her.

She felt the man was no longer her father. He was only the father of Trishia now and she was like abandoned miserably.

She felt bullied by her own father. Her heart could not take it anymore. It was like bleeding tremendously and was sliced deeply by the sharpest blade.

Arabella didn't want to shed tears but her stubborn tears skipped from the corners of her eyes. For a while, she let it fall to the ground. With her head low, she saw the ground quickly covered by her tears. She clenched her fists trying to control her surging animosity.

"Huh! Thanks for that. You made me realize that I don't matter to you at all and you made me realize that I had enough sacrifices for you." She chuckled bitterly like she felt stupid for doing it and the return was not in her favor.

Then she turned around to face her dad. "Bill Sky is mine." She announced possessively. Her expression was stern and she had no room for negotiation. After her words, she looked at her father for one last time. Her eyes were full of pain despising him. When all she could see was hope for his request, she smirked mockingly before she hopelessly went away.

"Arabella, my dear, where are you?" The exhausted Arabella tried to open her eyes slowly. The darkness of her room greeted her eyes. She lazily grasped her phone on her side of the bed when someone called. She answered without even looking at the caller's name. After she got back to her apartment, she went directly to her room and tossed herself on her bed. With a very heavy heart, painful bruises all over her body, and tiredness made her want to nap, forget everything, and recharged. Somehow, she made it. She was just awakened by the call if not, she would definitely wake up in the morning straight.

With her eyes closed, she answered the phone and was surprised by the caller. Rosy Byer was in the other line.

"Rosy?" She asked after hearing the very familiar voice.

"Where are you?" Rosy asked directly.

"Hmmm... I'm just in my house." She answered lazily.

"House?" Rosy asked doubtfully. "Do you have a problem with money?" She added.

"What? Why are you asking that?" Her eyes opened quickly with Rosy's question. She had no clue why Rosy was asking about money. Admittedly, she felt great relief because of her friend's call.

"I just thought that you don't have money to pay your electricity bill and you had been cut off of electricity supply," Rosy mumbled like she was complaining about something.

"No way!" She quickly jumped out of her bed and ticked all her light switches. Then she went out and opened her door.

"Mommy! Mommy!" Ivan's cheerful voice welcomed her.

Seeing the little boy, Arabella smiled sweetly. She quickly approached him with a hug. Then she also hugged Rosy who had a wide smile on her face. Seeing and hugging her friends, she felt a little relief. Her pained heart had been covered with a little warmth within.

"Oh! Why you guys haven't informed me of your coming? I should have prepared something for you guys." She complained as she was troubled with her empty house. She had nothing to offer her visitors.

"Nahhh!" Rosy quickly replied raising her right palm in the air. "Don't bother my friend because we are going to have dinner outside. So get dressed now and dress beautifully because tonight is a special night for us." Rosy added folding her arms up to her chest with a teasing smile on her face.

Arabella nodded with a sweet smile on her face. Good thing, she was quick to cover her bruises with a concealer so Rosy would not ask so many questions and she didn't want her also to be worried for her. With her good make-up skill, Rosy didn't notice even a single bruise on her forehead and her busted lip.

"Okay... We are going to talk a lot!" She poured Ivan a glass of water then she dragged her exhausted body to dress up as she could not afford to decline Rosy's dinner invitation. It would be rude for her to do it since Rosy just visited the country after her mom's funeral. She also wanted to know about Rosy coping with the death of her mom. As her friend, she was worried about Rosy and also guilty for not being with her during that most difficult time in her life.

The driver drove them to an expensive high-class fine dining restaurant as per Rosy's demand. Ivan was tugging Arabella's arm when they entered the restaurant. It was a huge restaurant and most of the crowd were in their formal business attire and the girls were in formal cocktail dresses.

"Rosy, what's the occasion? This is a very expensive restaurant." Arabella complained. Tonight, she was wearing a black silky dress embracing her curves. She just wanted to wear a simple shirt and jeans but Rosy went to her room and rampage her closet then insisted she wears a sexy black dress with a halter cut just like her. Rosy was wearing a maroon-fitted dress with a deep v-neck cut. They were both wearing high heels flaunting their long flawless white legs. If it was not for Ivan, they could call the night, a girl's night out. Rosy and Arabella were both pretty and sexy, men from different tables were eyeing them.

Rosy had reserved a table in the restaurant so someone just assisted them to their seats.

The food they ordered was very delicious greatly suited to the restaurant's elegance and high-class standard.

Now, she understands why their customers didn't mind spending their money on food just to satisfy their appetite.

"Solved!" Rosy put her utensils after she finished.

"Can I eat some more cakes?" Ivan was still craving more desserts. His expression was cute as he pleaded with Rosy.

"Sure, Mr. Genius!" Rosy answered pinching slightly Ivan's cheek.

Arabella smiled seeing Rosy and Ivan had gotten along well.

"Yes!" Ivan exclaimed.

"So how's my friend?" Arabella started fishing with Rosy's feelings.

Rosy's smile faded slowly but she seemed to try her best not to be sad again. She seemed to want to move on from the deep abyss of tears and sorrows and Arabella had understood it clearly.

"Well... I'm trying to be happy!" Rosy responded with a smile but her eyes could never lie.