You Can Run But You Can't Hide My Contractual Wife novel Chapter 442

Earlier in the kitchen, Beth entered inside with a complaining look.

She seemed not to like something outside but she could not totally protest. 

"Oh no! Don't give me that look, darling. Tell us what happened to you out there?" Ms. Dally, the oldest lady servant was sniffing at the newly entered Beth. Her expression was screaming with annoyance but she was controlling it. 

Instead of answering Ms. Dally, Beth went to get a glass of water first and drank it in one go. 

Everyone was looking at her and excited to know what happened to her outside.

"Hmmm...." Beth hummed and released a heavy sigh before she started to share her story.

"That son of madame is so rude!" Beth said with strong protest in her expression toward Charles. "He brought me and introduced me to a man." She continued. 

"Then what happened next?" Marissa asked horrified but excited to hear more. 

"That man...." Beth continued but paused. She smiled excitedly like she remembered something good. 

"What?" Olive could not wait to hear more of Beth's story. 

"Good thing, that man is very kind." Beth's eyes and her smile started to daydream. 

 "He was so gorgeous and unlike that son of our boss, he is respectful to women. Oh my gosh! I never thought I will see that kind of a man. He.... he is a gentleman... he is so good-looking... he is perfect!" From protesting to admiring, Beth was now smiling enchantingly like she was still thinking of the man who didn't take advantage of her. 

"Wow! I agree with you! That man... wow! all I can say is wow!" Marissa agreed as she herself admired that man too outside.

"Me too! He is more sexy and handsome than those men celebrities on tv." Olive butted in too to show her admiration. 

"Yes, he is!" It sounds like Ms. Dally agreed too. "But ladies, you have to get yourselves a grip. That man there is super rich ad high. Mr. Harry said, he is the most VIP guest. A billionaire and the richest guest this resort accommodated. So, wake up! wake up! Enough of daydreaming and let's start working." Ms. Dally was the one to break the group chat. "Let's be like Helen. See her? All of us here were busy talking about that man and there was Helen who kept on working." Ms. Dally continued gesturing her hand toward Helen who was still washing the left-used dishes.

Beth naughtily came to Helen. "You should go out there Helen so you can see this gorgeous man we were talking about. I assure you, we are not exaggerating here. You will also be fascinated by him." Beth continued excitedly. 

"Yes, you have to go out Helen. This opportunity comes only once in our lifetime. You shouldn't miss seeing this gorgeous sexy man because we would not know when can we see this kind of high-caliber man ever again." Marissa came also to support Beth and they have the same level of enthusiasm side by side.

Still holding the sponge covered with bubbles and a glass, Helen smiled at them awkwardly. In her life, she didn't have any other man. She was already satisfied with her baby and she could not see any other man in her life ever again.

"Girls! Girls! Girls! That's enough! Don't disturb Helen's work over there. Go back to your work and stop talking about Mr....." Ms. Dally scolded then she paused trying to recall the gorgeous man's name. She knew, Mr. Harry uttered his name to her but she couldn't remember it already. Ms. Dally frowned deeply still trying to recall their guest's name when Mr. Harry came inside. 

"Oh, Mr. Harry, what's that most VIP guest's name again?" Ms. Dally quickly asked as if she couldn't sleep tonight if she could not recall the name that was just hanging in her mind.

"Oh, Mr. Grant. Eric Grant." Mr. Harry directly answered. "Why?" He asked but the answer was a shattering sound of the pieces of glass breaking on the ground. 

Everyone quickly looked in Helen's direction.

Helen stood shocked and very pale.

She knew she heard Eric's voice earlier but she had gotten rid of the idea as for her it was too impossible that he would be on this island very far away from Capital Z. 

Helen just thought, she was just imagining things. 

Maybe she just missed him so much or maybe missed his father that was why she was given some piece of him like hearing his voice out of nowhere but now that she heard his name, Helen's heartbeat stopped.

The man they kept on talking about and admiring was none other than Eric Grant. 

"Helen, are you okay?" Ms. Dally was quickly snapped out of her senses as she ran toward Helen. 

Helen wanted to move but she couldn't. 

It seemed her feet were cemented onto the ground. 

They weren't cooperating. 

Suddenly, cold sweats disappeared all over her. 

She felt cold and trembling. 

Her heartbeat was now palpitating fast. 

"Come here, you girl. Are you hurt?" Mr. Harry sounded as he and Ms. Dally grabbed and assisted Helen in a corner.

Beth quickly fanned Helen with her apron. Seeing this, Marissa and Olive joined fanning her with their aprons. 

Danielle quickly swiped all the shattered glass pieces on the floor and took them away.

Emma quickly gave Helen a glass of warm water. 

"Oh, darling, are you okay now?" Ms. Dally asked after Helen drank the water. 

Everyone was looking at her worriedly. 

Helen was a bit guilty to these people because she could not tell them the truth. 

"What's wrong in here?" Suddenly the group was broken when Charles sounded behind. 

Everyone moved and continued their work except Mr. Harry who was left with Helen.

"Mr. Charles, Ms. Helen here is sick. On behalf of her, I would ask that she could leave her work early and be back tomorrow." The old man couldn't stand seeing Helen's pale condition.

Charles strode closer to Helen. His eyes looked at her sharply from her head to toe like he was still admiring her beauty.

"When are you going to deliver your baby?" Charles asked as he stopped in front of Helen who was still sitting with Mr. Harry at her side.

Helen lifted her head and looked at Charles' sharp eyes. 

She didn't care about him and she didn't like his question so she didn't answer.

"Okay, you don't need to answer." Charles sounded naughty as he leaned closer to Helen without any care about Mr. Harry's presence.

"It's just a waste seeing you again with a baby bump. Do you know why I came back here? Because of you. But you are just such a waste, Helen. You should come to me first if you need a baby. At least you are sure that your baby would look exactly like me and you know... with a high standard in life, not an ordinary island guy. Such a waste!" Charles shook his head as he fixed his composure then he faced Mr. Harry like he said nothing. "Okay, she can go now but remember my mother asked me to rate her performance? What should I rate, huh???" Charles teasingly uttered. "Hmmm... okay, leave now but do not be late tomorrow. Consider this as my last goodness to you." Charles was sound annoyed then he went away.

Mr. Harry shook his head as he released a deep sigh. 

Helen was unmoved. Obviously, her mind was not on Charles but on Eric.

"Go now. Don't mind that spoiled brat. Here, put this handkerchief on your wrist and pressed it hard so the cut would not bleed heavily." Mr. Harry gave her a handkerchief. 

Helen then moved quickly and left.

When she arrived at her house, Helen was shocked again.

“What…. What are you doing here? How?” Hanna was Helen. 

She went to the island to start a new life, especially when she knew about her early pregnancy. 

She felt scared. 

Very scared about the situation she was in. 

She and her brother, transferred from city to city so no one could trace them.

 Life in the old cities with her brother was not so easy so when she got pregnant, she decided to move in and settled on an isolated island far away from Capital Z.