Its Too Late To Forgive

Chapter 73: 72. JACKSON FAMILY AND ME OWES YOU TOO MUCH

Days became weeks and weeks became months. It's been almost 3 months now that Henry and Bella got married. Season changed , dates changed but nothing changed between them. Every day it would same routine.

Bella will try her best to wake up after Henry leaves for the office. Spend her entire day sitting on the bench of the garden. Food was not a problem for Bella so she never bothered. Henry would come back home mostly in the evening and if held back in a meeting then he would make sure he informs Bella that he will be late.

He knew Bella was alone in the house and hence he made sure that he would call her atleast 4 - 5 times in a day. Bella mostly stayed in the house. Henry didn't restrict her outings though but only with bodyguards around her.

Bella seldom went out and whenever she did, she went with Claire. And once with Claire and Sophia. As she was no more an employee of LAS DEUX, she , Claire and Sophia became close friends.

Sophia would often complain to them the behaviors of a 'pervet' according to her. She hated Alen as she feared around him. She told them how he would trick her daily to be in his booth and sometimes on his private floor. And how much she wishes to strangle his neck. But she was also pleased for the fact that he never forced himself on her and would sit and talk about their families and their past for hours. He had also promised her that when she graduates he would assign her as his personal secretary.

Claire would also share her experiences with funny clients. Even though Bella never asked or said but still Claire knew that somewhere deep down in her heart she cared for Jason. She informed him that since she got married Jason never came back to the club or to his floor. May be he was too heart broken or maybe he was too busy dealing with his industry's stuffs.

Every alternate day Bella would go to Carson's hospital for her checkup and rehab physiotherapy. Henry made sure that Bella keeps fit. Carson has already started working on Bella's body. He wanted

to go step by step to improve her body condition.

He started her on medication that will reduce the ulcers and inflammations of her throat so that may be in a while she will be able to eat something more then soya milk.

He also started Bella on speech therapy to improve her speech and physiotherapy for her legs. They are also planning for a plastic surgery for removal of her forehead scar and reunion surgery for her broken leg.

Carson can't do anything for her missing kidney but as far her eye is concerned, Carson was determined to find a solution for it as by now he knew that her nerve is compressed that caused her blindness. He was also able to find out that it's basically temporary blindness and as no one took care of it before that's why it was never found out.

He also prescribed her various vitamins and mineral to gain back energy and her skin and hair texture. Bella was not interested in all this. She was already broken and these things really didn't matter to her but she had no choice. If she refuse to go a single day then Henry made sure that he will torture her whole night till she agrees to go.

At night in Jackson Mansion:-

Crack~

The door of the bedroom opened gently. Henry didn’t say a word, went straight into the bedroom, unbuttoned his clothes without saying a word, took off his clothes one by one, revealing a strong waist, and looked at the person on the bed, opened the bathroom door, and went in.

Henry was drunk today. Bella was still awake. The huge French window was near her bed. She looked out of the window with dull eyes until the sound of the bathroom door closing came in her ears.

She retracted her gaze from their and slightly curled herself and tried to sleep. Not long afterward, there was a rustling sound, and the bed underneath suddenly sank.

Hunk! Her fists curled up on her chest were squeezed tighter unconsciously.

The heat source approached, and suddenly an arm sank around her waist, pulling her to the center of the bed very aggressively.

Her shoulders became extremely stiff, creaking, and her teeth trembled uncontrollably.

'Henry Can you… please.. not touch me again. Every minute, every second is very difficult to breath and survive.' Is it love or hate? She doesn’t know. But what she does know is that she needs to stay away from him.

A warm spray of breath came in her ears,

“From now onwards, no one will be able to hurt you ever again. I love you Bella. I will protect you and our children."

The low voice in the ear was a little hoarse.

Grandfather, Marcus Jackson, can’t do either. Henry said in his heart. He was now sure that Bella was innocent, but he couldn’t tell her his thoughts clearly.

How can he talk about his grandfather? How can he tell her that 'Mr. Jackson' that gave instructions to the warden was his own grandfather. His grandfather set the game, and he personally buried her in a hellish prison.

Henry's investigation was not yet over. They were still trying to figure out the connections between Cindy, Bella and his grandfather. What they could do was just trace the call and message back up records of the warden , who was there that time, and confirmed the number to whom she used to

message the most and from where her account was loaded with money. What was found till now was that the number and the money sender account belonged to Marcus Jackson, Henry's grandfather.

That was his grandfather. If it was his grandfather who set all this and made her a scapegoat. If Bella knows the truth then there would really be no chance for their relations to improve. He was scared of truth but he had to find it out. For Bella, for himself , for their relationship and their future.

He hugged her tighter, looked at the woman whose hair was hanging down in his arms covering most of her face, and said silently,

“If everything is true, our JACKSON FAMILY AND ME OWES YOU TOO MUCH."

Saying that softly to himself, Henry held her tightly, relaxed his body by her scent and drifted in sleep.

Early in the morning after Henry left , Bella seemed to be in a good mood. It was almost winters now. Bella had nothing to do at home. When the sun was fine, she would sit on a deck chair covered in a blanket, and a hot water bottle to warm her hands and feet. Hours she will sit under the porch, basking in the sun. Seeing her others would think that she was just relaxing her life but only she knew that her life was like a dead tree. With a blow of strong wind, it will scatter into pieces or fly away.

Suddenly her phone beeped. Bella checked her phone and it was a message from Henry saying that her family wanted to visit her and was asking for his permission. But before answering them , Henry wanted to know Bella's decision.

After reading the message, her heart was full of different emotions. One said to hate her family as they abundant her but other part of her heart says that they did to save themselves. She couldn't reach to a decision , so she decided to ignore the message for now.

Bella got up from the bench and walked aimlessly into the huge garden. She entered the nursery and sat in a remote corner. She held her knees with her hand and buried her face in between her legs. She

didn't know for how long she stayed like this. Then she heard her housekeeper’s voice, Rose , call for her.

Rose was a beautiful loving lady of age 50 years. She was working in Jackson Mansion for years now. She always loved Bella. She used to enjoy with her whenever the latter came to the Mansion. They would spend hours in the kitchen making and baking various things. She loved the way Bella respected her and learnt cooking things that Henry loved. Bella was a quick learner and a great cook. She simply loved this girl. She was eagerly looking forward to Bella's and Henry's wedding that time. She couldn't wait to serve Bella as Jackson mansion's hostess.

"On my child Bella, sorry Mrs. Jackson, here please wear this coat."

She softly put the coat around Bella.

"Where have you been Mrs. Jackson?"

Bella looked at her. Smiled a bit, she was happy to hear her call her 'my child, Bella' just like old days.

"Aunty please call me Bella or my child like you always did."

Rose smiled pleasantly and then accompanied Bella to the house. While walking they spoke casually about some flowers and trees. Rose looked at Bella ,

"Bella, Henry cares about you. And he has specifically asked me to always make sure that you wear something warm even if you are in the house."

Bella smiled but she had no energy to say anything to Rose,

“I feel tired, I will go upstairs to rest.”

“Then what do you want to eat at noon?”

“Eat yourself, I want to rest. Don’t bother me at noon.”

Bella went upstairs, Rose took out her mobile phone and called Henry to reported the situation,

"Mrs. Jackson seems to be very tired, and asked me not to bother her and she doesn't want to eat or drink also anything."

“Well, I see. You did a good job.”

A deep voice came from the phone.

"Please make her some cold curd bean soup with blended chicken cream for Bella. She will drink it."

Henry gave a wicked smile before keeping the phone.

"She is surely drink it. And I will make sure of that."

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Said Rose.

"It's Henry for you aunt Rose. Have you prepared the soup?"

Asked Henry while handing over his fur coat to Rose.

“Prepared long ago. Cold curd bean soup, blended with black chicken lily celery, whitebait stewed eggs. They are the freshest ingredients.”

"Thanx. Please prepare the tray. I will take it myself."

With a tray in her hand, Henry went to his room. As he entered he saw Bella sitting in her usual place looking at the iron gates of the Mansion. Henry tried to hold back his emotions and softy spoke,

"Bella, come over and eat this."

Henry put the tray on the bedside table and suddenly Bella was taken aback. She didn’t expect Henry to come back at this time.

“Why are you here?”

“The company has been quite easy these days. There is not much to deal with.”

As he said, he picked up the bowl in the tray and scooped a spoon of soup,

“Come on, have some soup first.”

Looking at the spoon handed to her lips, the black-bone chicken soup was fragrant, but she had no appetite.

“I’m not hungry.”

“Drink a little.”

“I want to go to sleep.”

“Go to bed after drinking.”

"I really don't want it. Please don't you understand. "

Hearing this Henry came closer to Bella. Bella was little scared seeing Henry's dark icy eyes. She knew that she spoke the last sentence a bit roughly and loudly. But now it was too late to take it back.

Henry was so close to her that she could hear his heartbeat. But just then Henry raised her chin and made her look at him. He then smiled at her, which was as wicked as possible. He took a spoon full of

soup in his mouth and then all of sudden he pressed his mouth on Bella’s. He pinched her chin and Bella opened her mouth. Henry was easily able to pour the soup from his mouth to her's.

"Well I have ways to feed you. And I think this is the best way."

Seeing that Henry is picking up the spoon again, Bella stretched her hand and stopped him,

“I will drink it myself.”

Henry didn’t argue with her, handed the soup bowl to Bella, watching the woman sip the soup while she was silent, his eyes softened a lot.

Bella drank very slowly, spoon by spoon, and drank half of the soup. The spoon was placed in the soup bowl, and she raised his head and shook her head at the man in front of her.

“Full?”

Henry asked softly. The latter nodded.

As for whether she was full or not, he couldn’t tell, it’s just…he knew that she was following his wishes, taking a few sips, and after having an errand, she would have an excuse to drive him out and wrap up the quilt so as not to see him.

Henry sorted the tray a bit, but didn’t mean to leave immediately. Sitting on the edge of the bed, his warm palms slid into the quilt and touched her belly, his eyes softly lighted,

“Rose loves you alot. She cares about your health. You, eat more, so that your body can be nurtured. Health mother can give birth to a healthy baby.”

A basin of ice water poured down her head, Bella’s blood was stagnant, and the skin trembled unnaturally.

His palm was still touching her belly soothingly, really gentle and he spoke softly in a low voice,

“Go to sleep, I will ask aunt Rose to get some more healthy ingredients and make a few nourishing soups.”

The dark eyes gleamed with a soft light that had never been seen before, falling on her belly, as if seeing an extremely precious baby,

“With God's grace, when the baby is born, we will take a family portrait. Okay?”

He looked at her with a smile, the tenderness in the depths of his eyes seemed to overflow.

Bella was laying on the bed, listening to his words, looking at the gentleness of his eyes, his expressionless face, suddenly grinning, she also looked into his eyes with a brilliant smile,

“Okay.”

This soft voice can almost make people ignore her rough voice. As soon as Henry heard her say OK, his eyes lit up and fell on Bella's face with gleams. At this moment, his heartbeat quickened.

Bella said “OK” She is willing to give birth for him. Does it mean that she is willing to forget the past and live with him?

“I am Sleepy.”

She looked tired and yawned.

“I’m going to the study, you sleep well.”

Henry was in high spirits, holding the tray, and exited the bedroom.