Chapter 24

Isabella's POV
When my tears overflowed and wet my cheeks. Suddenly Ethan hugged me very tightly. He seemed to regret talking to me like that. I didn't really care about it. There was just an unusual feeling enveloping my heart. What did Ethan mean by saying that? I really felt that Ethan was tired of me and didn't want me in his life anymore. So he kicked me out to live with Lucas. Has he lost trust in me? I started to overthink accompanied by tears that didn't subside. Feeling sick and sobbing until my breath was a little short and gasping.
"I'm sorry, honey!"
I didn't really care and didn't want to pay attention to it. Until finally Ethan made me melt again in various ways. I started to subside from my tears and he took me somewhere as atonement for his guilt towards me.
I thought he really wanted to kick me out. But apparently, he was just bluffing me, it seems. Although I don't understand the plot where he took me. But clearly, until now, I am still reluctant to discuss Lucas.
Finally, I have finished dressing up and ready to go. I thought Ethan would take me by car. But in fact, he only took me on foot. Where would he take me? Is it a special place for me? Let's just wait and see where he will take me next.
"Wow." I was really fascinated seeing this place for the first time.
"How is it, honey? Do you like it?"
"Of course, this is my first experience in a place as beautiful as this."
"This is a special gift for my beautiful wife."
"Thank you, honey."
"You're welcome, I'm glad you like it."
"Umm, wait!"
"Why? What's wrong?"
"Why did you just invite me here now?"
"I was just waiting for the right time to prepare this special place for you. I think now is the right time."
"Umm, okay."
I almost blurted out that this place was more beautiful than the place Lucas had shown me. If I said that then I would be doomed. The fate of my household is over, and I will find a new face from Ethan if that's the storyline. But fortunately, I was able to hold back my voice and didn't say it. Although apparently, Ethan seemed curious about what I just wanted to say. But I didn't want to prolong it.
Today is a day that we can enjoy to build a romantic atmosphere. Sure enough, that happened, Ethan and I enjoyed this atmosphere with a feeling of joy and happiness. I hope this moment can be remembered for the rest of our lives. Even if there will be problems ahead, hopefully, this moment will be a reminder for us to stay together.
"Honey, it's getting late. Let's go home!" Ethan invited me.
"Umm, but I still feel at home in this place."
"But it's getting late, we have to go home. Maybe another time we'll come back here to this place again. I promise to invite you here again next time if the time allows."
"Umm, okay." Even though I agreed, I felt weak because I had to end the beauty of today.
We started walking again and headed home. But in the middle of the trip, I saw Lucas. I almost let it slip and Ethan seemed suspicious of me. But this time it was safe again. I immediately changed the conversation to another topic of discussion. Meanwhile, from a distance, Lucas did not realize that Ethan and I were here passing by the place he was standing.
"What's wrong?" Ethan asked looking at me in surprise.
"Umm, no, nothing." I hid it.
"Oh yeah, do you have an event with the pack tomorrow?" I asked changing the subject.
"Of course, why?"
"No, I'm just asking. I really want to spend quality time with you at home."
"I'll try next time, but it looks like I won't be going home for the next few days."
"Huh, why?"
"There's something to do."
"Um, okay, then what about me?"
"Well, um... We'll talk about it after we get home and are relaxed enough."
"Okay, if that's what you want."
We chatted as we continued our journey home. We finally arrived in front of the house and started to go inside the house. But when we got inside the house. Our house looked even more messy and chaotic.
"Huh, why is our house like this?"
"It looks like someone has entered our house and is about to attack."
"Who do you think it is?"
We tried to remember if there might be an enemy.
"Is it your enemy or mine?"
"I don't know, I don't know. But we have to be alert in the future and lock the door from the inside with extra security."
"But what about tomorrow? You said you wouldn't be home?" I asked feeling restless.
"Umm... Sit down first, and let's have a drink first; it would be better." Ethan invited.
I started to follow Ethan's request and we relaxed first by sipping cold drinks.
"Aaaahhh, so refreshing."
"Yes, refreshing to quench your thirst."
There was a moment of silence after we focused on our drinks.
Suddenly I remembered the discussion earlier and asked again for clarity.
"Then what about the one earlier?"
"Which one?"
"Earlier, about you not being home tomorrow," I explained.
"Oh that, um.." Ethan sighed and let it out.
"Like this, but promise not to be angry or offended."
Hearing Ethan talk like that I started to feel uneasy. Was he going to talk about Lucas again this time? Emm… I don't know, but I hope he doesn't talk about things that lead to uncomfortable situations for me and for him.
"Yeah, okay, I'll try not to bring up sensitive feelings," I said because I wanted to know the clarity and continuation of Ethan's plans for you.
"Okay then, like this..." Pausing his words. I waited for him to continue.
"Are you still curious about Lucas' story? Be honest!"
My heart stopped for a moment. Why did he bring up Lucas again and ask about it? I had guessed that the direction of the discussion would hit the old discussion about Lucas.
But it seems like I have to be honest with Ethan this time. I don't have to hide everything from Ethan. Maybe Ethan will be willing to help me answer all my curiosity. I hope Ethan isn't subjective this time.
"Emm... Yeah sure, why? What's wrong?"
"Don't misunderstand, don't misunderstand, and don't be angry first! I just want to give you a chance to try to get answers to all your curiosity. So that feeling doesn't last long and my mind will quickly be free from the problem related to Lucas' strange story."
"Okay, how do I do it?" I felt increasingly curious about my husband's way of thinking.