The Billionaire 3: Tyron Cruz

Chapter 15

Tyron woke up early that morning with a smile on his face while looking at his wife’s sleeping face. He

has no idea why his wife is suddenly angry at him but now, he has a hint.

He called Hal, Bella’s manager to ask what her schedule for the day is and it was somewhat a relief

that her call time for the longest noon-time variety show is at 10 o’clock. According to Hal, the producer

and director if the show saw a potential on Bella that is why they asked her again as a guest host. It

seems that they will still need to observe her before accepting her as a regular.

He places a kiss on her forehead before taking a shower.

“Good morning, Sir.” Rose greets him when he entered the kitchen.

“Morning too.”

“It is such a waste that you didn’t come home the other night, Miss Bella made an effort to cook dinner

for you.” Rose said making him stand frozen on his spot.

“Rose!” Nana Helen warned.

“Miss Bella is so happy while cooking, she is so hopeful that you will like the dish she cooked.” Rose

continued. “She is so disappointed when you didn’t come home.” She added.

“Watch your mouth, Rose!” Nana Helen said and pulled her before glancing at him. “I am sorry for

Rose behaviour, sir.” Nana Helen said. “We will go to the grocery now. Is there something you want to

add on the list, Sir?”

“None.” He answers.

“Okay, then. We will take our leave.” Nana Helen said and pulls Rose out of the kitchen.

Standing in the middle of the kitchen, and from what Rose told her, Tyron felt a little guilty. Isabella has C0ntent © 2024 (N/ô)velDrama.Org.

the very right to be angry at him. He heaves out a long sigh and started making coffee and pancakes.

He enters their bedroom with a tray in his hand and gently place it on the bedside table. He checks the

time and it is now eight-thirty.

He gently caresses Bella’s cheeks to wake her up. “Bella…” he called out.

“Hmm…”

“You need to wake up now to eat your breakfast. Ten o’clock is your call time.” He softly said.

“I’m still sleepy.” She complains, eyes still shut.

“I know but you need to get ready.” He said. He smiles when she slowly opens her eyes. “Good

morning, wifey.” He greets and tries to kiss her cheeks but she suddenly pulls her self up and leans on

the bed rest. “It is morning and yet you are being sulky.”

“What are you doing here?” She asks.

“I live here.” He smiles and tries to hold her hand but she stopped him.

“Don’t you dare!” She warned and gets up from the bed. “Go to your mistress.” She added making him

laugh. “What is funny? There’s nothing funny here!”

“I smell a jealous wife.” He teases her making her more annoyed.

“This marriage is nonsense! After you officially have Morgan Industries in your hand, we will annul our

marriage.” She said making him sigh. “My grandfather can’t do anything about that.” She added as she

heads to the bathroom, but Tyron swiftly pulled her into his embrace.

“I miss you.” He whispers softly. “I really do.” He added. “The woman you heard on the phone is

Rafael’s wife. I’m sorry if I didn’t immediately tell you where I was headed that day, everything

happened so fast.” He explained. He pulled her to the bed and held her hand tightly and explained

what happened.

“Are you not hurt?” Bella asks and cups his face when he finished explaining, her cold eyes are now

filled with worry and guilt.

“I’m fine.” He smiles and held both of her hand and place a kiss on it.

“But still…” Bella sighs. “I’m really immature, aren’t I?” She asks making him laugh.

“You really are.” He agreed making her pout. “But that makes you cute, though.”

“Cute?” She raises an eyebrow. “You say cute but you were angry at me last night.”

“I’m sorry, I was just tired and frustrated.” He said. “That will not happen again. I will try to be

understanding as much as possible.”

“Same here. I will also try to be more understanding and—"

“You don’t have to, Bella. I understand where you are coming from.” He said. “You cooked food the two

of us and yet I didn’t come home, you have the right to be angry.” He added. “But stop being jealous,

okay?”

“J…jealous?”

“Yes, I just confirmed it last night, wifey.” He grins making her frown. “The hang up the phone the

moment you heard Amber calling me to eat. And you are even bluffing things like what is it that you’re

lacking at that I have to look at other woman.”

“Th…that’s not true! I don’t believe you!” She denied, her face is red.

“Believe it or not, you really said that, wifey.” He said and give her a peck on the lips. “Always

remember that whatever happens, you are my wife and being my wife means you’re already enough.”

He smiles as he caresses her cheeks. “And there’s no reason for me to look for another woman to give

me a headache. You alone already give me too much headache.” He grins making her frown. “Let’s

eat, I made us some pancakes.”

“Tyron…” She grabs his hand. “Thank you.”

“Anything for you, wifey.” He smiles.

Three months passed and Bella and Tyron are happy with their relationship, they are the couple who

are the talk of the town. After the mistress issue, others are waiting for the supposedly wife of Tyron to

show up but until now, no woman is showing up. Every time Bella reads articles about her being a

mistress she can’t help not to laugh while Tyron sighs.

Tyron wanted to end the issues by introducing her as his wife in the public but she denied. She wanted

to stick to the plan, and she has yet to find out Don Samuel’s real aim on the marriage.

She tried reaching out to her grandfather but he is nowhere to be found. The people on the Morgan’s

ancestral house told her that the old Don is overseas and is enjoying his vacation.

The last thing they heard from him is about two weeks ago, and it was his secretary who called telling

them that the procedures and official turn over of Morgan industries to Tyron will be held at the end of

the month.

“Bella, do you know what is happening to your grandfather?” Tyron asks while they are having dinner. “I

cannot reach him after that phone call.”

“I can’t reach him either. I even went to the mansion but he’s not there.” She answers. “Sometimes I am

thinking that he might have other family.”

“Are you seriously saying that?” Tyron asks, not believing his ears.

“That’s just a joke.” She sighs. “But wherever he is, I hope he is doing fine.” She said, but her eyes

were emotionless, making Tyron frown.

Tyron notice that every time they talk about Don Samuel, Bella became uninterested and emotionless.

“I am just wondering; what kind of grandfather is Don Samuel?” Tyron asks. “I bet, with all his wealth,

you grew up spoiled since you are only his granddaughter.” He added, and he heard her sigh.

“Something wrong?” He asks.

“Ha? It’s nothing.” She softly answers. “I just remembered my father. He is don Samuel’s only son, I

wonder how would my life be if he didn’t die. Maybe we will not even get married.” She said, sadness

and loneliness engulf her voice.

“with your father gone, I’m sure Don Samuel spoiled you too much.”

“You could say that.” She forces a smile.

Tyron stared at her for a second and secretly sighs. His wife is really hiding something, he checked her

account last night and was surprised that the money he sent her for the first few months were gone.

“Gab, I need the results.” Tyron said as soon as Gabriel answers his call.

“What’s the sudden change of mind?” Gab asks. “I thought you said that you will personally ask your

wife?”

“Everything is just so weird.” He sighs. “I can’t get answers from her. I’ll pay you no matter how much it

costs, I just need answers to my queries.”

“Well, I still have the initial results here, but since you told me to stop investigating her, I didn’t really get

to get to the bottom of it. But let me tell you something, your wife’s case is interesting.” Gab said. “I will

give you the results by the end of the week.”

“Thank you, man.” He said. “And there is something I want you to look into…”

Isabella is happy looking up at the vast sky from their balcony of their hotel room at Tagaytay. It is their

second day of vacation. She asked Hal to vacant her schedule for the whole week so that she can

spend her week with Tyron and also to tell him good news.

“Are you not cold, wifey?” Tyron asks as he wraps his hand around her waists, hugging her from

behind.

“You’re back.” She said and leans back on him.

“Sorry about that, wifey, it was supposed to be our vacation but work caught up. My meeting with Mister

Kojima is something we can’t reschedule and it is a great thing that he is also here in Tagaytay.” He

explains and plants a kiss on the top of her head.

“So, how is it? Did you close the deal?” She asks.

“Yes, wifey.” He happily answers. “Anyways, you have something to tell me?”

“Uh-huh. I—” She got cut off by Tyron’s ringing phone, making him sigh. “Go, on, answer it first. It might

be important.” She said and went inside their room leaving him on the on balcony to give him privacy.

“Are you sure about that?” She heard him ask to the person on the phone, she looks at him and he is

staring at her sternly. His eyes were cold and dark, making her suddenly feel nervous. “Okay, thanks.”

She heard him say before ending the call.

She watches him walk towards her with those cold, intimidating eyes.