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

Chapter 151: The Servant

Earlier,

“Mom, I want to live with Bill.” Trishia went to Kelly’s place early in the morning to join her for breakfast.

She brought Kelly’s favorite maple cake. This visit was merely with a purpose to persuade Kelly.

“Well, I like your idea. It’s just a matter of 7 days and you’ll be Mrs. Sky. So, I don’t see anything wrong

with you living with him. With that, you get to know him well and practice being his official wife. I’m sure

Bill would love that.” Kelly expressed her opinion gladly.

“Are you sure mom?” Trishia’s expression glowed hearing Kelly. She was very excited to live with Bill

every day and sleep every night beside him.

“Surely, he will,” Kelly answered giving Trishia a push not to be discouraged by his son’s harsh

character but deep inside, she knew Bill would not agree but with Adam as her hostage, he would.

Definitely!

“That was also what I want mom. I want to serve him and know him well before we get married. You

know how much I love Bill, mom. I am willing to give up my career for him if he wanted me to stay at

home and just take care of our babies, without any hesitation, I will do it.” Trishia's voice sounded very

sweet in front of Kelly but her main purpose was to guard Bill. Now that Arabella was back, she was

restless. She could not let that girl ruin her grand wedding.

“I am glad to have you as my daughter in law Trishia. I know you will be a good wife to my son.” Kelly

said with a sweet smile. She was satisfied that even though Bill was very domineering, insensitive, and

intimidating, he still had Trishia who loved him dearly. And now that he had a son, she knew it’s a bitter

pill for Trishia to swallow but still she was willing to embrace the situation of Bill.

“That’s nothing mom. I am also very glad to you. Thank you for helping and spoiling me.” Trishia replied

to her showing her sweetest smile.

Marrying Bill was her greatest goal in life.

To be Mrs. Sky was her greatest achievement.

Everyone would envy her and praise her. She’s gonna be the queen of Capital Z and be very famous in

the whole world.

Her father would jump for joy on that day as he would have a great chance to win the next presidency

using Bill’s money.

How is she going to spend Bill’s money?

This question always gave her a triumphant smile and enormous excitement.

Kelly decided not to inform Bill about Trishia’s moving in. She didn’t want him to argue with her as he

hated another person in his house but to their surprise, it seemed another person had first taken Bill’s

place.

Seeing the woman who had caused her husband’s death, Kelly was enraged especially seeing her in

her son's house. There must be something between the two. She had a gut feeling that Arabella had

prepared another show for them and his son was her target. She had no plan to let this kind of woman

be in his son’s life again. She would protect her son no matter what.

“You will be a servant here in the house if you want to see your son again.” Kelly had found her way to

humiliate and teach her a lesson.

“Please, Aunt Kelly. I know you are a good person. I just want Adam back.” Arabella pleaded at Kelly

while her tears came out uncontrollably.

“You are so unbelievable! Mom said don’t call her aunt anymore as she was disgusted at you. What is

there that you don’t understand? No one needs you here. Can’t you see, Bill, me and Adam were

already family.” Trishia insulted her and proudly claimed Adam as her own son.

Hearing Trishia, Arabella’s anger exploded as she dashed towards Trishia to slap her but Kelly grabbed

her hand in the air to stop her.

“Hit Trishia and I swear you will not see your son ever again not even my son can help you!” Kelly’s

voice was full of threat and fury. Arabella was stunned and slowly put down her hand and shoulder. She

could not believe that her sweet aunt Kelly before turned to be so cold to her. Soo cold that she didn’t

even know her anymore.

“I begged you, aunt Kelly.” Instead of fighting with the two visitors, she took advantage of the chance to

plead at Kelly as she suddenly knelt on the floor in front of her. Her head and shoulders were all down

like she was surrendering her all self to the taker of her son.

Trishia chuckled at Arabella’s action.

“I didn’t know that you have that excellent skill in acting. Do you think mom would buy that? You are

just wasting your time.” Trishia muttered insulting words but deep inside she was nervous that Kelly

would pity Arabella that's why she quickly butted in.

“Don’t waste our time and unblock our way. My decision is final. Take it or leave it.” Kelly sounded

impatient.

Still kneeling on the floor, “I will take it.” Arabella answered quickly. She was already desperate.

Trishia grinned and chuckled happily.

“Well then, get up now and carry all my bags to Bill’s room. I don’t mind having you as my servant.

Don’t worry I will treat you very nice.” Trishia sounded teasingly and blinked at Arabella then walked

gracefully inside passed by Arabella that was still kneeling.

Kelly followed Trishia inside.

Arabella froze kneeling on the cold ground. She clenched her fists to gather the courage and patience

she needed in dealing with Trishia and Kelly.

‘For Adam.’ Arabella whispered convincing herself then she slowly stood up and picked up Trishia’s big

bags outside. She obeyed Trishia and Kelly’s orders without complaints even Trishia deliberately made

her orders hard.

Inside Bill’s room,

“Change this bedsheet and curtains. I want it all new.” Trishia demanded looking at Arabella.

Arabella followed quietly while the two were busy talking about the wedding.

“Look at this gown. This is very elegant. I think it suits you well.” Kelly sounded in Bill’s room. She was

holding a magazine and showing it to Trishia as they were sitting on the sofa while Arabella was

working hard on the curtains.

“Are you sure mom?” Trishia asked sweetly with a soft giggle.

“I am sure Bill would drop his jaw,” Kelly answered with a soft chuckle.

“Oh, my throat is dry. Arabella, give us some lemonade here.” Trishia demanded like ordering her

slave.

Arabella went out of the room and prepared their lemonade.

Night came and Kelly had gone back to her villa as she still had to attend her friend’s birthday party.

Trishia and Arabella were left in Bill’s house.

Trishia ordered Arabella to cook various meals for dinner. She wanted to have a feast to celebrate her

first night in Bill’s mansion.

Arabella did all the cooking while Trishia was busy watching the news about her upcoming wedding.

“OMG! Darling, my picture is so perfect. Good job!” Trishia sounded in the room talking to her gay

manager.

“Oh please! Invite only the big networks and stars. No obsoletes pls!” Trishia chuckled on the phone.

“I will be having a pictorial with Bill tomorrow. So, please cancel all my appointments. I need to be the

most beautiful bride.” She sounded proudly again.

“Of course, darling, I am Trishia Meyer. The superstar. That title is only mine. And those ambitious

bitches that want to compete with me? They will definitely die in jealousy after I married Bill Sky.” She

chuckled proudly. She was talking about other famous celebrities and her competitors in the industry.

In Sky Corporation,

“Sir, we found the location of your son,” George reported to Bill.

“Hmmm.” Bill only muttered his answer.

“Shall we take him?” George was a bit confused about what to do as he could not read his boss’

expression. He just gave them a night to find his son.

Bill didn’t answer as his eyes were looking outside the overlooking view while crossing his arms in

front.

George waited patiently as his boss’ seemed to be caught in deep thinking.

“Not yet.” After a while, Bill answered with a deep voice while his eyes fixated on the outside view.

Bill went home without Adam. Entering his house, he smiled smelling the air in the room with delicious

food. After taking off his coat, he strode directly to the dining area. His eyes were suddenly pleased

seeing various meals on the table.

“Oh, you’re here.” Trishia sounded full of excitement. Trishia went out from the kitchen wearing an

apron and gloves while holding a big bowl of hot soup. Its smoke was dancing in the air like it was just

cooked when he arrived.

“What are you doing here?” Bill asked frowning. He didn’t expect that he would see Trishia in his

house.

“Cooking food for you. Come! Let’s have dinner together.” Trishia strode towards him and held his

hand.

Bill didn’t say anything but his eyes wandered around his house.

“Where’s Arabella?” He asked.

“I don’t know. She left a while ago.” Trishia quickly answered. “Now, can we just eat while the meals

were hot and let’s not talk insignificant person or my effort on cooking would be put into waste.” Trishia

coquettishly said and dragged his hand to the table.

Bill didn’t reply as silence filled in the air.

After a while,

“I already had my dinner outside.” He said in a serious voice then took off his hand from her and went

directly to his room.

“Bill, Bill, at least you can join me.” Trishia followed his big strides. NôvelD(ram)a.ôrg owns this content.

Bill didn’t stop walking and opened his room. He stopped. Trishia also stopped behind him.

His eyes darkened noticing someone dared to touch his room. With an impatient expression, he turned

around to Trishia. Seeing Bill’s displeasing expression, Trishia trembled in fright.

He didn’t say anything but his expression was impatiently waiting for her to explain.

“Bill, I’m… gonna… be your wife soon. Your mom told me to live here with you.” Trishia explained

staggering.

“I don’t like someone touching my room.” He said in a displeasing tone.

“I…I don’t touch it!" Trishia quickly denied it. "It’s Arabella who changed everything inside. I even asked

her to stop it because I know that you won’t like it but she’s very hard-headed and stubborn.” Trishia

quickly put Arabella to blame. She was very afraid of Bill’s displeased reaction as she tried to be her

sweetest tone.

Hearing Arabella’s name, his expression was more displeased. Trishia was happy inside seeing his

reaction. She felt successful in badmouthing Arabella.

“Trishia, don’t let me cancel the wedding.” With a deep and magnetic voice, he uttered. His dark eyes

pierced to hers. Trishia’s trembling heightened.

“No Bill. You can’t do that. I… I will sleep in the guest room, okay?” Trishia sounded very scared. His

words made her stop breathing. She quickly entered his room and got all her bags. Without stopping in

the middle, Trishia went directly inside the guest room and shut the door. She avoided him to say

something more.

Meanwhile,

Arabella was inside her new room. The stock room outside Bill’s mansion. She was lying on the cold

floor crying. Her tears were not for her pity situation she’s into right now but for her thoughts of Adam.

After she cooked a lot of meals, Trishia drove her outside.

“Don’t ever think to step inside if Bill is here.”

“Your place is with the trash because you are one of them.”

“Be an obedient servant and I will reward you. But if you test my limits, I will kill you.”

“Bill is only mine. do you understand?”

Trishia bombarded her with vicious words before she pushed her violently inside the stock room. Then

Trishia went away with a very satisfied smile.

As the night was getting late, the air of the stock room became very cold. She had no mat and quilt to

cover her body. Good thing she saw a pile of newspapers in a box. She smiled as heaven was still

good to her. She started to plot the newspapers on the floor and laid down with her body covered with

layered papers. She browsed her cellphone for Adam’s photos and her tears wet her newspapers mat.

After a while, her phone suddenly rang. She was surprised as the signal was back all of the sudden.

Bill was the caller.

She answered.

“Fix my room now!” His voice was loud and angry.

Startled, she quickly stood up and went to his room. She was a slave indeed and they are her bosses.

After she changed back everything, she was about to leave his room.

“Sleep here.” Bill suddenly sounded behind her.