Lost in You novel Chapter 86

Morley books the ticket for me and the plane will take off in a few days. All I have to do is to reassure James, making him feel I won't be leaving again.

Ella seems very satisfied with James and plays with him every day. In fact, I don't like to let Ella and James have too much contact, because one day they will be separated and Ella will miss James.

"Mom, is this handsome uncle really my real father? That's what he says." Ella snuggles in my arms and looks at James. "I like him, I really do."

Not knowing what to say, I sigh and say, "You like him, don’t you?"

Ella nods happily and says, "Yes, it would be great if we could be together like this for the rest of our lives."

James is watching us from a distance, his eyes deep and full of affection, but I don't dare look him in the eyes for fear that he would find out how guilty I feel.

In the evening James shows me his paternity test with Ella.

"She is really my daughter!" James says happily.

I don't look at it because I know what the answer is.

"Don’t you know it early?" I chuckle.

"But there is no more reason for you to leave with this. Ella is my daughter and she is the descendant of the Orlando family. I want her to have a loving family, you know?" James stares at me and makes me feel guilty.

James frowns and says, "Why don't you say a word?"

I immediately strike a negotiating posture and say, "Ok, if you want me to stay, that's fine, but there are a few things you must promise me."

James nods and says, "Yes."

“First, you can't have any contact with your previous fiancée. Second, Ella has to be approved by the Orlando family. And third, Isabel and I are going to be against each other for the rest of our lives. You need to be prepared for the possibility that we might have a fight and either you or I might end up dead." I say so firmly without flinching.

"I will deal with the matters with Salome. You can rest assured. As for Ella, she is my daughter. I will certainly protect her. But she is my mother, and I know what has happened between you. I will give you an account of it." James promises me.

"But she's your mother, and you can't stop a lot of things."

I sneer at him, "She wants to kill me, and me, too. This is the irreconcilable problem between us."

James purses his lips and says no more.

See, there are a lot of things you can’t control.

"Rest assured. With me here, I won't let you suffer grievance again." James puts his arms around me and says firmly.

I close my eyes in his arms, feeling his temperature, his breath, and the last moments he is by my side.

Let me have a few peaceful days. A few days later we will part, never to see each other again.

"James, get out of here! Come out! You are so dutiful to your mother that you don't care what happened to her. Come out!"

It is noisy downstairs. Isabel is bickering.

Frowning, I push James away.

"Wait a minute." James walks out, and then he looks back at me and says, "Don't come out, lest my mother will find fault with you."

I do not answer. Could you control me? At this time, the winner should go out to see how embarrassed the loser is.

I stand on the upstairs and look over.

Isabel has been worn out for a few days, but she is still grim.

"Mom." James greets her and sits down.

Isabel glares at him. "I'm your mother. Are you sure you don't care about me at all? It's unfilial of you not to help me win back your father’s love for me after what has happened to me!”

James glances at Isabel. "You know what you did." he says, "Do you think I would help you out? Dad isn’t angry with me because he now has only one son. If he has one more, I would have been disgusted by him, so I couldn't help you."

“But I almost get whatever I want!" Isabel clenches her fist.

James doesn't seem to care at all. He shakes his head and says, "You've cheated on daddy. You deserve it."

"Are you still not my son? Whom do I work hard for? It’s you! Otherwise you and I are still abroad! Who will still remember you!”

"Don't say that. I don't care whether I can go home. You know what I care about, but you're sabotaging it again and again. Mom, don't you think you're cruel? You deserve it." James looks at Isabel with a note of reproach in his tone.

Isabel grasps heavily, as if there is something stuck in her throat.

"Look at that bitch, son! This is the one you love, and there will never be any detente between her and me! You must part with him!”

“Do you hear me?!" She commands, her lips quivering.

I look at James, my eyes sharp, and James smiles placidly at me.

"Mom, you know I love her." James holds out his hands. "I really can't help it!"

I smirk.

Isabel gasps and points to James's nose. "You! You! You are really my good son! Look what I've got!”

“And you! You impudent bitch. What are you doing with my son here? Get out of here! Get out!" Isabel is crazy. She's not that sexy woman anymore.

I look at James, lift my neck and say, "James, this house is in my name, isn't it?"

"Yes." James smiles, sends a text message, and says, "It's already been done."

"See?" I say to Isabel, "This house is mine, and your son is mine, too."

Isabel sinks down on the couch and looks at James resentfully, "James, I'm your mother, and you can't do this to me!"

"What have you done to me in the past few years?" James's eyes are cold. "I have always been a tool for you to fight for. You almost killed the one I loved most. Mother, do you know how much I hated you at that moment? But you're my mother, and I can't do that. But now that she's come back, I won't let her go.”

He says firmly, with smile in his eyes, "She is the one I can’t let go of in my life."

I bow my head in haste, and my nose is sore.

Then the phone rings.

"The plane would take off at twelve o'clock tomorrow night. Get your things ready."

Morley.