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

Chapter 303: Mortal Enemy

Back at Arabella's apartment, Trishia continued cutting Arabella's wardrobe even though the owner of

the house was already staring at her holding grudges for the mess she had done in her place.

"Go out now before I call the police, Trishia!" Arabella didn't like the chaotic sight that greeted her upon

entering her house. Seeing Trishia deliberately ravaging her place, her resentment towards her was

surging up. She could let anyone bully her in her territory. It made her angrier when Trishia seemed not

to hear her and continued cutting all her curtains and throwing the fabric to the ground piece by piece.

Arabella clenched her fists tightly. She could not control herself as she stormed toward Trishia and

grabbed her hand with her scissor. Trishia moved her hand away quickly. "Ahhh!" Arabella suddenly

screamed in pain. Trishia's scissors cut Arabella's palm. Blood automatically gushed out from her palm.

"Pakkk!!!" Then a loud slap sound echoed in the room. With her palm covered with blood, Arabella had

managed to slap Trishia's face hard. Her blood scattered on Trishia's white face. She felt the tingling

pain of the cut on her palm but slapping Trishia gave her satisfaction.

Trishia didn't anticipate Arabella's attack. Arabella successfully grabbed Trishia's scissors then she

threw them away. Wiping the blood of Arabella on her face full of irritation, Trishia shot Arabella with

daggers. She could not accept that Arabella just hit her face. Trishia was bursting with vexation for

Arabella Jones.

"Get out now!" Arabella roared. She had no time with Trishia's stubbornness. For her, Trishia was

hopeless and just wanted to blame her for all her bad luck. Though she felt the pain in her palm,

Arabella remained tough and firm.

"What if I don't want to get out?" Trishia responded. Her tone was provoking still not sobered with the

slap she got from Arabella. "What if I still want to ruin your apartment and your life?" Trishia strode

closer to Arabella with her right eyebrow curled upward. "What are you going to do? Are you gonna kill

me?" Trishia enunciated with her bratty tone while she folded her arms in front of her.

Arabella's outburst was already taking over her. She had no time for Trishia's ill-mannered show as she

stormed to her kitchen and got a knife. Pissed and determined to teach Trishia a lesson, Arabella went

back with the sharp blade in her hand.

Trishia saw Arabella was coming with a knife but she didn't run away. Obviously, she didn't want to

leave her place peacefully. With her devilish smile, Trishia clapped her hands like she was enjoying

Arabella's outburst. Arabella stopped just a meter away from Trishia gripping the knife hard white she

was gritting her teeth. She could kill Trishia now but something inside her was stopping her. She had all

the reasons to kill Trishia. Aside from that, Trishia was a trespasser, and she ruined her things inside.

Surely, the court would take her side.

"Arabella Jones," Trishia blurted out. Her eyes sparkled teasing Arabella. The way Trishia had taunted

her, she seemed to know that Arabella could not kill someone and surely she could not kill her. "Come

on, Arabella Jones, kill me now!" Trishia added formidably as she smiled at her spreading her arms in

the air. "Come on, kill me! Don' be a coward, Arabella Jones, kill me now!" Trishia screamed

demanding her. "Come on! Kill your own sister now!" She shouted announcing a bomb.

Arabella was gripping the knife too hard. The sight of Trishia and the chaos inside her house made her

lose Arabella's sanity. She was about to attack her enemy but Trishia's last words made her stop

abruptly.

"You are insane, Trishia! You are hopeless! Get out of my house now!" Arabella tried her best not to be

a murderer but Trishia was very good at stimulating her anger. For her, Trishia was out of her mind. Her

words were merely part of her show.

Her madness show.

Trishia was a desperate and pretentious woman.

She never liked her even a bit. Arabella just wanted Trishia to evaporate and be gone from her sight

immediately. She didn't wang to be a murderer but if Trishia kept on pestering her in her territory,

Arabella could not promise if she could still control herself and kept her sanity for Trishia.

Instead of obeying Arabella, Trishia strode gracefully towards her. Judging from her expression, Trishia

had no plan to leave Arabella's place and she had no intention of following the orders of the owner of

the apartment.

"Sister..." Trishia uttered with a mocking expression. "Why do you want me to get out? Isn't sisters

should stick together?" Trishia smiled provokingly. Her words had no sincerity.

"Stop calling me sister! You are insane!" Arabella growled. She would never believe Trishia as she had

known her very well.

"Ha!ha!ha!" Suddenly, Trishia laughed madly. "You still don't get it, don't you?" She smirked. "Where do

you want me to start?" Trishia walked around her.

Arabella stood firmly with her knife. She suddenly felt something bad about Trishia's confidence. Her

mind refused to think of the possibility that she and Trishia were related to each other because her

instinct knew it was possible. If she had to think about the forbidden relationship between her father to

Trishia's mother, she knew Trishia's words could be true but Arabella refused to even think about it.

She hated their relationship. It was the reason why she had to approach Bill Sky. It was the reason why

she was being held in the neck by Sen. Meyer. That forbidden relationship with her father with Alice

Meyer made her life in danger again.

"Here's the thing bitch, your dad, unfortunately, happened to be my biological dad as well. Now if you

still didn't get it, that's your problem! You can try to ask your useless dad perhaps." Trishia winked at

her. Her expression was full of mockery. She never accepted Arabella's dad as her dad. For her, that

man would be forever useless. He was not worthy to be her father. Trishia blamed her dad to bring

Arabella Jones into this world. If it wasn't for him, there would no Arabella who always took everything

she had and wanted. Arabella Jones was always her cunning opponent and her mortal enemy.

"You are a liar! You are lying, Trishia!" Arabella exclaimed. As the only child in the family, she also

aimed to have a sister when she was young but hearing Trishia, she could not find any happiness in

the news. Arabella refused to believe her. For everything Trishia had done to her, she just wished that

Trishia was telling her lies. If it was true, then why her father didn't tell her about it? Why did Trishia

know about it and she didn't? Why does she have to hear it from Trishia? The girl who could not be

trusted.

"Ha!Ha!Ha!" Trishia laughed. "Do you really think that I want you to be your sister? Never!" She roared

with her eyeballs bulging while frowning deeply showing her strong refusal.

"Don't worry, Trishia, the feeling is mutual. So, go out! Stop bothering me, Trishia." Arabella responded.

She didn't have the time to analyze everything. She should not be shocked if it was true. Knowing the

relationship between her father to Trishia's mother, it could be possible but then, it would not change

the fact that their relationship would never go smooth.

"No! I will not go out!" Trishia refused. "I didn't come here to be a messenger." Trishia rolled her eyes at

Arabella.

"Then what do you want?! Why do you have to ruin my things?!" Arabella roared. Her resentment

toward Trishia never subsided it was just distracted by her news but it eventually gained another level.

"Hmmm... for my satisfaction, bitch!" Trishia answered. She still kept on provoking her even if Arabella

was still holding her knife. " You still owed me something, remember?" Trishia added reminding her of

their deal.

Arabella heaved a deep sigh trying to control herself not to attack Trishia with her knife. She had to

calm herself or everything would get exacerbated.

"What you have done here was already enough, Trishia. We are even now. So get out of my place

before I can't control myself anymore and hurt you again!" Arabella's eyes warned her.

"Oh! I'm so afraid, bitch! What about another deal again?" Trishia smiled the most annoying smile.

Arabella frowned.

"Okay... Okay... Let's call it a sister's deal. It's just between you and me. I will give you a chance to be

my younger sister for one thing. Just one thing...." Trishia uttered walking around Arabella then she

stopped in front of her.

Without any words, Arabella looked at Trishia with a questioning expression. She was tired. Really tired

of talking to Trishia plus the chaotic sight of her house made her blood boil tremendously.

"Give me, Bill Sky. Help me marry, Bill Sky and I will stop bothering you again." Trishia's tone turned

into a convincing one. She sounded very desperate but she didn't care about it

Arabella just looked at her without any expression.

"Come on! Just help me. Bill Sky... I just want him." Trishia added trying to get her approval.

"If I will marry Bill, I will let you live freely with your son, Adam. I promise you that."

Arabella looked at Trishia blankly. If she had not known her before maybe she would think of her

proposal but Trishia's reputation for her was the worst.

"No," Arabella quickly refused. She could not forget how Trishia set her up before just to ruin her name

at the Sky Corporation Anniversary party. For Arabella, Trishia would not do any good to her. She was

just like Bill Sky. Arabella had no plan to put herself in their evil hands again.

"Stop with your hallucinations, Trishia. I'm not going to help you ever again. So stop dreaming."

Arabella gave her a blow through her words delivered arrogantly.

Her response made Trishia's expression turn into a menace.

"Bitch, don't tell me you are already in love with Bill Sky? Huh! Is this why you are not helping me?"

Trishia said with rage and great suspicion in her tone.

Arabella met Trishia's furious eyes. "Yes. What can you do about it, Trishia? Now, you heard it, maybe

you can wake up from your dream and get the hell out of my place!" She answered seriously and

roared ousting her away. Deceiving Trishia was way better. It was her punishment to her for ruining her

place and wasting her time. Admittedly, it gave her another satisfaction seeing Trishia's irritated

expression.

"Huh! Do you really think Bill Sky will love you back? Bitch, Bill never loves someone. You should be

the one to wake up from your dream. Bill will never love you back!" Trishia burst out hearing Arabella's

confession.

"Don't worry, Trishia, if he didn't know love, I will teach him. He asked me to live with him again. How's

that for a heads up?" Pissed with the long talking, Arabella learned to play with Trishia. Her tone was

playful and it made Trishia irked so much.

Trishia clenched her fists hardly. She seemed to know that Arabella was not lying. She was already

breathing fire standing in front of her mortal enemy. Nôvel/Dr(a)ma.Org - Content owner.

"Huh! You are funny, bitch!" After a while, Trishia said not wanting to accept losing as she released a

bitter smile. "Oh, a heads up...yeah..." Trishia repeated Arabella's word nodding her head. "I bet you

also want to hear my heads-up, right?" Trishia had no trace of surrendering. She seemed determined

not to leave Arabella in peace. "You want to know who set you up at the party 6 yrs. ago?" Trishia

smiled wickedly.

"Cut the crap! Obviously, it was you!" Arabella answered impatiently. No one believe her there but she

was sure this vicious woman in front of her did everything to ruin her in front of the crowd. They also

accused them of Ed Sky's death. Arabella could not forget that tragic part of her life.

"Bravo!Bravo!" Hearing Arabella's answer, Trishia clapped her hands to appreciate her brilliance. "But

something is missing. You know I can't do that alone, bitch. You wanna know who helped me framed

you up?" Trishia's voice was catchy and interesting. Arabella looked at her seriously. All ears were

hearing Trishia.

Trishia smiled getting the right amount of attention she needed from Arabella.

Then she smirked, "...that person is none other than your beloved father. The person who caused Ed

Sky's death was no other than your dad, bitch!"