When she woke up, Christabell was already sitting in a chair, her hands tied on both sides of the chair. Her eyes were closed with a black cloth knotted behind her head. She became upset and confused. Her heart was beating fast, he felt a sudden fear.
While the last thing she remembered was meeting Ms. Parish. Christabell felt the baby kicking, but she couldn't touch her stomach to soothe the baby in her womb. It made her so sad, her tears even fell. She wanted to scream, but she didn't know what danger lay ahead of her and where she was right now.
Suddenly there was a sound of knocking steps closer to her, accompanied by a sound that sounded familiar. "Christabell, look at you . . ." Apparently it was Ms. Parish who walked over to Christabell and untied the ties that closed Christabell's eyes so that she could see the place where she was being held.
"What do you want?" Christabell asked in a trembling voice.
Ms. Parish stared at his belly with a look full of hatred. If only she could, Christabell really wanted to hide her baby somewhere safe. Moreover, the woman in front of her was staring at her stomach with a gun aimed at her stomach. "Don't hurt my baby," Christabell begged.
"Arrrrgggghhhhh !!!" Ms. Parish screamed in annoyance, she kicked another chair that was near where Christabell was sitting so furiously that it fell to the floor with a bang. Christabell closed her eyes, she grew even more terrified by the woman. Even so, she was still trying to negotiate as best she could, if only the woman wanted money, Christabell could give it and leave the place, "What do you really want?" She asked once again.
Ms. Parish approached her and with the tip of her gun, she lifted Christabell's chin so that they stared at each other. "Get rid of you," Parish replied in a choked voice. "Eliminate you and your baby." Ms. Parish answer firmly.
Christabell swallowed hard, she was really scared, but the movement of the baby in her stomach made her realize that all she had to do was think clearly, trying to save herself and the baby. She really wanted to live for the baby, no matter what.
"If you kill me, you will get nothing." She said trying to hide her fear, "If you contact my husband, you might be able to get a ransom." Christabell tries to give Ms. Parish, maybe all that woman wants is her husband's money.
Ms. Parish rolled his eyes, he burst out laughing. "You think I want your husband's money?" He asked Christabell murderously. "Oh, you've been giving me so much trouble Christabell. You threw dirt on my face, while I treated you like a diamond." Pissed off.
Bell took a deep breath. "So it's about agency?"
Ms. Parish pulled out a stool and sat down next to Bell. "What do you think? I built my career in that place years ago, and then you came, screwed it up in less than a month." Paris put her gun on Bell's temple, causing the woman to close her eyes. In his heart continued to talk to the baby. "Mommy will save you." She said on her heart.
"My husband is very rich, and you must know that very well. You can ask the ransom from him and start a new life somewhere else." Bell offers a solution, trying to hide the vibration of fear in his heart for the sake of the baby.
"Oh ... what a great idea." Ms. Paris pulled the revolver from Bell's temple and played with it. "Unfortunately my grudge against you will never enough be paid by your husband's money." Ms. Parish closed her sentences with a cruel laugh. Don't know what possessed this woman, but she really looked like a psychopath right now, complete with a firearm in her hand.
Christabell's chest tightened, her body trembled, her face heated up and her tears began to fall. "Ms. Parish." Christabell swallowed hard, "Please don't kill me, let me go. You see I'm pregnant, please ... please ..."
Mrs. Parish looked at Bell with a sharp gaze. "Baby .... huh ?!" The madwoman drew closer to Bell then rubbed his stomach.
"I lost my baby because of you Bell ... !!!" The woman suddenly screamed hysterically, rose to her feet, and kicked Bell's chair, sending it crashing to the floor and causing a loud thud. Bell, who was bound there, fell to the side too. Christabell felt her stomach tighten from a jolt as she fell with the chair she was tied to. Christabell grimaced in pain.
"I was tortured in that dark place for days until I almost died, without anyone helping me. The show continued while I was in pain because my body was crushed and I lost my baby." Parish said with tears in her eyes for an instant she looked completely devastated. "And it's all because of you !!!" He shouted loudly.
"I'm sorry, I really don't know your situation. I don't know what you're talking about, and why are you blaming me for what happened to you? But if it's really because of me, I'm sorry. But please don't hurt my baby." moaning, enduring the pain in her stomach as well as her body being bound in an extremely uncomfortable position.
"Sorry ?!" Paris grimaced with her cruel laugh, seconds after she looked very sad. "Life is paid for with life, Christabell. You should know that!" Paris points the gun at Bell's stomach.
"No ... no ... no ..." Bell pleaded with tears in her eyes.
While in the midst of Bell's moaning, Parish's hand began to shake. She looked confused, angry, and so confused, she seemed unable to control her emotions.
"You are very fortunate to have Richman accept you, receive your baby. While Jack refused my baby, I was tortured in the Agency without anyone helping me. Ironic isn't it?" Parish walked towards the window, the only place light in the room passed full of that junk.
Bell swallowed hard. "It's not your fault Parish, you deserve to be happy."
"Oh, really?" Ms. Parish looked at Bell.
"Yes." Bell tried to convince her.
"But I'll never be happy until it ruins your life."
"Oh ... Parish, I know you're a good woman. You're very kind, and you can't get your hands dirty killing me. You're too kind." Bell tried to buy time.
"STOP !!! I don't want to hear your bragging anymore Christabell."
"Parish, you can punish me anything, please let my baby be safe."
"Oh, you just gave me an idea." Parish takes her cell phone. Bell tried to get up, her position fell really uncomfortable.
"You're going to leave with someone else's identity. Never contact your husband. Because if I found out you met Rich, then your best friend might lose her life, in a tragic way inside the agency."
Christabell swallowed hard. There's no option, between the baby and Richard, of course not an option. But right now Bell couldn't let the woman change her mind. She just has to leave this place safe with the baby. Once in a safe place, she will find a way to meet Richard.
"Ok ... ok ... wherever you send me, I'll go. But let me go with my baby."
Parish. "You just lost your world, the world you took from me." The woman helped straighten the toppled Bell chair. Somehow behind his slender body, she looks so strong.
"What do you mean?" Asked Bell.
Parish took off the lens and pulled out what turned out to be a wig, then removed a mole on her left chin. Her light brown wavy hair flicked her way right in front of Christabell.
"Haven't you been curious about Gabriel Zein all this time?" Parish asked.
Bell's eyes widened. "Are you ...?"
"Yes ... I'm Gabriel Zein." The woman smiled broadly. "Give Richard Anthony back to me." She whispered in Bell's ear, making Christabell utterly disgusted by her.
"Baby or Richard, and you chose the damn baby." Parish who is Gabriel Zein laughs loudly as she leaves the room, while Chrstabell tries to rebel, but it seems in vain.
That crazy woman had actually lived under someone else's identity all this time. She keeps an eye on Bell in her life including events in her household with Richard.
Desperately Bell sat down on the chair, hands tied. In her heart she screamed hysterically, Richard or the baby was not an option, because Bell deserved both.