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

Chapter 376: Under Her Spell

Trishia fed Bill information about his lost memories before the doctor came in to check on him.

By the time his mother came in, Kelly truthfully supported Trishia’s statements.

She added that Trishia also saved her which took him to the conclusion that Trishia was their family

saver.

How could he doubt the person who saved his life?

The person who was willing to catch a bullet for him without any hesitation?

Trishia did everything to save him.

According to his mom, Trishia was there for him every day after she got her treatment and got out from

the brink of death.

Trishia was a strong woman though her posture was fragile.

She was sweet as she always had a sweet smile for him.

He didn’t see her angry and irritated with someone until Arabella stepped into their house.

She obviously got a load of hatred towards Arabella.

According to his investigation, Arabella was married to Eric Grant.

They had a ceremony and their papers were legal.

This was proven by his investigator.

With regards to his son, her mother, Kelly took him to study abroad.

She swore to take care of Adam for his peace of mind while he was recuperating and preparing for his

marriage.

Bill could tell Kelly was too fond of Trishia.

They had what it got to be the daughter and mother-in-law.

With overwhelming gratefulness for Trishia after saving his life and his mom before, he had no doubt

that she was the right woman who would take the position of his wife.

The only woman who fitted the title of Mrs. Sky.

Arabella Jones had no right to ruin their relationship.

Trishia was willing to give her life to him and Arabella just abandoned him for another man.

She is just a user.

So now that she knew about their coming marriage, she came back to life.

She was ruining their life because she couldn’t accept that her half-sister would be happy marrying him.

She could not accept that Trishia was taking her abandoned place.

With his thoughts, Bill instantly got his hate for Arabella all back.

He couldn’t believe that tonight, he had given her what she wanted.

He granted her the thing she wanted the most from him.

He let himself be under her spell.

He lost all his self-control and totally forgot Trishia, his savior.

He totally forgot his overwhelming gratefulness to Trishia.

How could he be so weak to let Arabella’s spell lure him?

Bill suddenly punched the wall with his knuckles as he felt deceived by Arabella Jones.

No matter what, Bill swore, he would not let Arabella ruin his relationship with Trishia.

Their upcoming marriage would continue as scheduled.

“Bill… what happened last night?” Bill was brought to the present time by Trishia’s voice.

They were inside a studio for their pre-wedding photoshoot.

It was all prepared by Trishia and he had to grant all she wanted.

Everything she asked, Bill promised he would grant them to compensate her for saving his life and her

mom’s life before.

“Last night…” Bill muttered as he looked at Trishia seriously. “I bought Arabella out to the cliff.” He

added. Seeing his fiancée's fragile face, he didn’t have the heart to admit everything that happened to

him and Arabella last night.

How could he possibly say that he had a great s*x with Arabella and he had so much satisfaction?

How could he possibly admit to his fiancée that they had 5 rounds before he stopped f*cking her?

Bill was not afraid of her but he couldn’t just hurt her.

He hated himself for being such a jerk. It was because of Arabella Jones.

Bill knew Arabella’s main purpose was to ruin him and Trishia but that’s not gonna happen.

Bill swore that he would not hurt Trishia anymore.

One time of mistake is enough.

He swore nothing else would follow.

“Cliff? Why?” Trishia frowned deeply. Bill looked at Trishia.

Her face carried pure innocence.

She didn’t carry any doubts in her expression but purely curiosity.

“Hmmm… just nothing. I just gave her a fright. Just a warning to stop pestering us.” Bill added coolly as

he grabbed Trishia’s hand and put it to his lips.

Upon hearing Bill, Trishia smiled sweetly at him as she leaned her head on his shoulder sweetly.

When Bill couldn’t see her face, Trishia’s sweet smile instantly vanished.

Her sweet eyes turned into killers.

She knew Bill was not telling her the truth but she could not do anything for now.

She could not be mistaken that those marks on Arabella’s skin belongs to him.

Those were love marks and she knew Bill touched Arabella last night.

Trishia’s anger was bursting inside her.

She gritted her teeth thinking how Arabella got her way with it inside her mansion.

How clever she was to overtake her again?

Trishia swore to get rid of her as fast as she could.

She had to kick her out of her house so what happened last night would not happen again.

“Mr. and Mrs. Sky, should we continue the session?” The most expensive and popular photographer in

the world uttered professionally. Trishia sat properly and released her sweetest smile.

Bill just nodded and finished his coffee.

Then Trishia got his hand and then they strode toward the hall together holding hands.

Meanwhile, in Bill and Trishia’s mansion, Greta was having so much fun with Arabella.

She was like a chief and Arabella was her slave.

She did what Trishia had told her.

“Give her all the heavy and disgusting work. Do not be soft on her. She would do all the chores in this

house and no one should help her. Do you understand?” Trishia’s words rang in Greta’s ears.

“Hey! You! Get the lawn mower and clean the front and back yard!” Greta shouted at Arabella who just

finished cleaning the whole mansion.

She did this the whole afternoon and now it was going to be evening again.

Her body was so tired already.

She felt she was being run over by a heavy truck repeatedly.

The pain from last night by Bill was still inside her core reminding her how their bodies tangled inside

the car.

“Greta! Right?” Arabella was already pissed with Greta who was so bossy.

She felt very entitled because Trishia got her back and even Bill now.

Two bosses were her backup so nothing could stop her from slaving Arabella Jones.

“What? Are you complaining now? Huh!?” Greta replied back shouting while her two hands were on her

fat waist.

“Can you tell me why I should do that when this mansion had a gardener, a landscaper, a grass cutter,

and a ground keeper? Are you for some reason had personal hate on me?” Arabella protested. She

just followed her because of Bill’s mandate but she had no plan to be enslaved with her.

She was enough for the day.

She could feel all her strength was already out of her body.

She had no intention to die powerless as a slave to another servant.

“I am just following orders here from my bosses so if you have complaints, go and tell them!” Greta

answered her directly. She had a rough expression like she was deliberately showing that she had

power over her.

She had the power to bully her. Well… it would not work with Arabella. This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

Greta was not going to be the person who would put her down.

“Oh?! Really?” Arabella uttered maliciously with her forehead furrowed.

Greta looked at her with a questioning look. “Why do I feel that it is personal and you are not just

following your bosses’ orders?”

Arabella teased Greta.

Greta’s expression changed.

From strict to now worried like she felt she was busted. “What do you mean?” Greta frowned trying to

hold onto his bully stance.

“Why do I feel like you are punishing me because you saw me with your boss, Mr. Sky?” Arabella said

and still looked at Greta maliciously.

“Hmmm… tell me honestly, Greta. Are you also jealous of me?” Arabella’s eyes narrowed suspecting

Greta.

It was just Arabella’s bluff but Greta took it seriously.

Arabella smiled secretly.

“What are you talking about? No!!!” Greta answered shouting.

Her tone carried a strong refusal but Arabella could read Greta’s expression.

“Oh, come on, Greta! I can read your mind.” Arabella continued bluffing at Greta.

She found it fun as she always reacted affected to all her statements. “Why are you blushing, Greta?”

Arabella asked teasingly. “Your secret is safe with me but be careful, your boss Trishia is not going to

be happy if she would know your secret. She will kill you if she found out your secret. Should I tell her

now?” Arabella encountered almost all the different kinds of people.

Dealing with Greta was just easy as a pie for her.

“What are you talking about? That’s a lie! I’m not jealous of you! Stop pestering me!” Greta roared

unsurely.

Her expression caught Arabella’s eyes.

She smirked and then she turned around and started walking back to the mansion.

“Hey! I’m not done with you! Come back here and do the grasses!” Greta shouted irritably but Arabella

didn’t stop she turned around to say, “I’m done for today.” Arabella announced with a high spirit.” Be

careful I know your secret. I promised I won’t tell but if you pushed me too hard, hmmm… Maybe the

milk will spill.” Arabella then flexed her two arms in the air then she smiled at Greta stubbornly then left

without waiting for Greta’s reply.

The night was approaching again.

Arabella sat near her window where she could see the city lights were like fireflies.

They were beautiful and somehow it eased her tiredness for the day.

Then she felt her stomach.

Under it, she could still feel the pain she got from last night’s wild intimacy.

Then she released a heavy sigh.

She didn’t like how Bill treated her this morning.

He agreed with Trishia that she was going to be a servant in this house worst, and he agreed for her to

wear a servant’s uniform.

She didn’t feel angry with Bill but she was very sad.

She thought last night’s event would at least give Bill a little memory of her.

At least after last night, he would have a glimpse of her and him together before.

She was so sad that everything she had thought and expected crumbled in front of her.

Bill was back to his normal domineering demeanor and now, she had Trishia by his side.

Thinking about this, she felt a pang of pain in her heart. Is she already a little late? Does she need to

give up now?

Those were the questions that kept bugging her mind.

She felt restless and her calm was nowhere to be found. Just to avert the feeling of being so lonely, she

went to check on her new clothes.

She put them all in her closet when someone came in rushing inside her room.

This person carried a cold wind as it blew smoothly when she came in.

Trishia was so enraged. “You!” Trishia pointed to Arabella.

Her expression was so mad.

Very mad.

“Do you think you can do everything you wanted in my house?” Trishia added while she bombarded

Arabella with her words.

Arabella just looked at Trishia full of mockery.

This woman is not human after she did to Bill and the people surrounding her.

Trishia was the most hideous person hiding in a sweet woman figure.

Especially when she was with Bill, she was the type of woman who seemed could not kill even a fly.

Maybe, Trishia could deceive anyone with her acting but she would not.

She knew already her half-sister’s evil doings and that she could even pull a trigger on her just to get

what she wanted.

“Hmmm… not anything Trishia. Because you know what…” Arabella was enough with Trishia’s sh*t.

She didn’t even want to talk to her as she knew they would tackle the same topic.

About last night.

“Actually, I am trying to find my panty I wore last night in the closet but I couldn’t just see it. Should I

search my panty in Bill’s place instead?" Arabella knew she was being too harsh but dealing with

Trishia Meyer was like dealing with a mentally-ill person.

“You!” Trishia roared angrily as she was trying to start a catfight again.

Arabella was so tired of dealing with Trishia Meyer.

Tonight, even though she felt her strength was still not back fully after giving herself a warm shower,

she would not hesitate to fight with her.

Trishia pulled Arabella's hair but she dodged. Trishia got the lampshade on her side and threw it to

Arabella directly, fortunately, Trishia didn't hit her because Arabella was quick to dodge. The shattered

pieces of the broken lampshade created a loud sound. Trishia was going to throw her a flower vase but

then someone sounded behind them.

“Stop!” Bill’s voice was heard.

Trishia quickly put down the vase. She couldn't afford to offend Bill as she didn't want him to see her

true side.

Trishia was trembling.

"What happened here?" Bill asked with a very serious tone.

"Sweetheart, that woman. She threw the lampshade when I asked her about something." Trishia

replied back trembling like she was a victim of Arabella's wrath.

Bill stroked Trishia's shoulder to calm her. "What is that?" He asked frowning.

“Sweetheart, I went here because my gold diamond necklace is lost. It was the most precious and

expensive one you had given me.” Trishia cried out.

Arabella was stunned by Trishia.