Hello, My Loves, This is the last page of Goodbye Jerk, Hello Mr. Perfect. Per usual, allow me to thank everyone who made time for this story. First on my list is my editor, Lyra Pinter. Thank you for the guidance like always.If you noticed, this story did not perform as well as my previous two stories, and I rued that fact for months. I was tempted to cut the story short especially when my editor advised me to plan for my next story, but I can’t leave everyone in a lurch. Every time I write a story, I make it a point to finish it because there are some who are waiting for its completion.My motivation came from constant commenters who did not leave me until the end of this story. Let me thank AnA17, Xienne Gutierrez., Dione Christman I owe you guys. Your comments kept me going despite the odds. And also to those unnamed readers who purchased and downloaded chapters, thank you so much. I may not know you, but I am grateful. Allow me also to thank Sheila Reynolds Melton, Lhyn, Do
Katherine POV"How do I love thee?" I said quoting from the famous poem of Elizabeth Barrett Browning.It was high school literature when I was first introduced to the poem, but it was only now that I fully comprehended its meaning.I can enumerate the many ways I love Lucas Sanders. But that would take us to a lifetime and beyond and would be unfitting for this setting. Besides, Lucas is already crying buckets. He'll be dehydrated if I prolong this moment, I thought cheekily to myself. I looked at the priest solemnizing our vows. He gave a slight nod in my direction, prompting me to continue."I was sixteen when I first met you. I thought at that age, I don't know anything about love and sacrifices but you proved me wrong.""Too many people conspired to break us apart. But time and again, we proved them wrong. We even defied circumstances and emerged victorious in our love.”Tears began to stream down my cheeks. I wouldn't have noticed my tears if Lucas had not stepped forward to
Katherine POVWhen we got out of the police station with our clasped hands, Lucas stopped and stared at the clouds above.He was breathing fast, but after a few moments, his breathing became regular. “Let’s go home.” He told me, squeezing my hand. I nodded. “Yes.”At last, we are free.The following days were blurry. The media had a field day when they learned about Janine and Agatha’s plans. How they had plotted to destroy Lucas and me. An arraignment for Janine and Agatha was set. When the day came, Janine entered a not-guilty plea. Until now, she did not own up to her mistakes and was not remorseful. Our lives went on. Because it was a controversial case involving not only Lucas but a top-notch model like Agatha Richards, it caused bedlam in our lives for months.Lucas’s friends became our source of strength. Each one helped Lucas in his bid to achieve justice for our family, and in the end, the court ruled in our favor. Janine and Agatha will serve time in jail. The eviden
Katherine POVThe traffic was surprisingly light and we arrived at the police station within thirty minutes. I figured it would not take us long to confront Janine Sanders for weaving a fantastical tale about Lucas and me, and we would be back after Erin’s nap. When Lucas took my hand after we alighted from the car, his hand shook. I knew the toll this was taking him and squeezed his hand. Lucas's lawyer friend, Duke, was already waiting for us when we arrived.“You are in for a surprise.” He told us enigmatically, shaking his head. I did not bother making heads and tails of his statement because I was busy following him navigate his way inside the police station.He escorted us to a maze of narrow hallways until we arrived at a receiving area reserved for visitors.My eyes widened in shock when I saw that Janine had another visitor. She came in earlier than us. “Agatha.” Duke snickered when I uttered her name.When she heard her name called, Agatha whipped her head around. Ins
Katherine POVI felt Lucas heaved a huge sigh before his body wracked with tremors. His shoulders were shaking, and I felt hot tears fall, scalding my skin. Compassion for this man filled me.He was now at his lowest, and as his wife, I needed to be there for him - be the source of quiet strength. “Lucas, get a grip of yourself. Erin is watching.” I reminded him because I did not want our daughter to be scared at seeing him on his weakened state.He seemed to collect himself after that. He took deep, successive breaths, and when he pulled back, he looked better than the wreck of the man who held me like he did not want to let me go.“That’s better.” I murmured for his benefit, eyes shining because he was trying or me and our family.I lifted my hand to brush a wayward hair off his forehead and smiled wanly at him. The heaviness of Janine’s disclosure was a shadow that weighed heavily on our shoulders.I, on the other hand, refused to be beaten by it. This is just another challeng
Katherine POVI saw the devastation in Lucas’ eyes and thought. How can a mother think about destroying her son’s mental health just to spite him?I know that whatever comes to her mouth is a lie.My father was an honorable man. He wouldn’t betray us like that.He loves me and my mother so much to betray our trust. Sadly, he can't deny Janine's claim because a dead man cannot talk to defend himself.Janine Sanders is a sick person. Even when we were young, I saw her need to control Lucas. That was why she was mean to me.She hated me for her son.Now came this last straw. I saw how the news broke my husband’s heart, but I wouldn’t let anything or anyone come between us. Not now.Automatically, my hand stroked my still-flat belly as thoughts raged in my head.Lucas moved heaven and earth just to have it. It was time for me to return the favor.