Chapter 4: Unwanted Proofs.

Chapter 4: Unwanted Proofs.

Driven by curiosity, Kurt had lay back his decision to throw her out and wanting to hear what she has to say.

She had mentioned about knowing who Lisa cheated on him with, would be fair for him to know the person was at least.

Henceforth, the given chance to spill.

“Who owns her pregnancy?” Kurt questioned, acquiring a stagnant pose with his arms crossing over his chest.

“You know when I first found out, I was so shock-“

“Go straight to the point and stop beating around the bush. Who got her pregnant? Either you say the name or get the fuck out.” He censured in a stern voice, his facial housing an unfriendly expression.

“Alright. Callan Myers. Your business rival.” She told him.

Kurt knitted his brows, a bit awed by the name mentioned to him but quickly masking it with a blank expression.

“You said you have proofs, where are your proofs? You just don’t expect me believing my wife truly has anything to do with that Lucifer unless your claim is heavily backed up. Have never even seen them interact, not once not twice. So what rubbish are you really talking about?” Kurt spurred with growing anger.

Something in him doubted the snake in front of him, he might have believed her if she mentioned a name belonging to someone else that is not his rival.

If anything, he knew how much Lisa hated Callan. Lisa loved him to the point of hating whoever he hates and loving whoever he loves, he hated Clint and so does Lisa.

Now it doesn’t make quite the sense with her saying otherwise.

“You want proof, I sure can give you that.” She said, turning around as she marched off towards the stairs, ascending it in a quick pace before her figure vanished from the sight.

Kurt scoffed from where he stood, the anger in his face poofing off as he began pacing around the space where he was.

His mind wailed to Lisa, how could he have got himself roped into this mess. This was his fault, he should have been well guarded around Rhea.

It was no surprise that she took advantage of his drunken state the other night, she had always harbor romantic feelings for him.

They use to be tangled, not in a romantic way, but of a mutual interest in each other, what they both were offering each other. They were fuck buddies, mixing pleasures with professions.

It was recently he cut it all off with her, after he had fallen for his wife finally, he decided to be loyal and stay committed, thus erasing the filthy part of his personality.

However, Rhea disagreed with that decision, she wanted Kurt all to herself. She was happy when Kurt hated Lisa, but became bitter and angry when Kurt fell in love with her and call it quit on their own.

Since she had secretly abhorred Lisa’s existence and scheme seriously on how to break them apart.

Kurt stopped pacing around as he came to a stop, his teeth plunge out and sucking deep into his bottom lips in regret. Had he know, he wouldn’t have agree to celebrate with Rhea yesterday.

He recalled to the moment he had with Lisa just awhile ago, the look on her face as she yanked her wrist away from him exiting his home. He was at the verge of shedding tears.

He doesn’t want to lose her, he couldn’t bare loosing her. He had to get her back on way or the other, if he has to beg her from the start of today till the end of a decade, he’s ready to take on the challenge. He just doesn’t want to lose her.

Kurt glanced down at himself, thinking about his phone so he could phone Lisa. He realized he was still naked with only a blanket wrapped around his lower body parts.

He rushed upstairs, back to his room. And there he met Rhea almost coming out.

She was about talking to him when he raised a finger in her face, stopping her from spewing whatever she was about spewing as he rushed over to the bed.

Soon he retrieved his phone and began calling Lisa, he called her the first time and she didn’t pick up, he did the second time and third and to over to the seventh time, still no respond from her.

He sighed, deciding to try for the eighth time, hoping fervently that this time she would pick and at least hear him out.

Fortunately, the dial picked at the third ring.

“Lisa please before you end the call or tell me you never want to have anything to do with me again for the rest of your life, I did nothing with Rhea. I can swear to you, nothing I was aware of or in control of-“

“This is not Lisa speaking sir.” A male voice had to interrupt him to stop him from blabbering on and on to the wrong person.

“Who is this? Where is my wife? Who are you?” He questioned afterwards the interruption, now confused on why Lisa’s phone would be picked by a stranger.

“This is Leo, and your wife, Lisa. She had an accident and right now getting treated, I’m not her doctor or anything but I brought her to the hospital. I just delivered her to a doctor and nurses to take care of her.” He explained himself on the phone, clearing out whatever confusion was bothering Kurt.

He became tensed at the heard of his wife engaged in an accident. “What did you say happen to my wife?” He quizzed for confirmation, becoming unsettled as he went into his closet.

“She had an accident, it’s not that fatal but I already took her to the hospital Incase there’s any need for medical attention. I didn’t know the person calling her phone was her husband, I would have picked since. And I just arrived at the hospi-“

“Send me right now the address of that hospital. I’m coming over.” Kurt wasn’t in for his useless detailing on what happened, he had to butt to request what he urgently need as he forced himself into fitting in the wears he picked out.

He came out dressed already as he marched over to where he placed his car keys. “By the time I’m back, I want your bitchy ass gone and out of my apartment. And don’t you dare bother coming to the office, you’re as good as fired. Come anywhere near me again and I’m throwing your ass in jail!” He stopped in front of Rhea, passing the words out coldly on her face before running off and away from her.

Rhea snorted with a shrug as she smacked her lips, “You bet you would.” She said, leaving the entrance where she stood to get herself freshened up and to leave his home.

She hadn’t taken more than three steps when her phone began ringing, it was a private number but with the look on her face, she must be acquainted with the caller.

“Sup with you Cal? I’m not really in a good mood this morning. So you better have a good reason for calling me.” She spoke into the phone in a frustrated voice, taking a seat on the bed with her a sigh escaping her mouth.

“Well I wanted to inform you that it is ready.”

“It is!” She responded sharply with a new look morphing on her face.

“Yeah and you can come get it.”

“Hell yeah I’m coming. I was just thinking of how I might have lost Kurt forever, and your news came through for me. Oh you have no idea how happy I am.” She said within her excitement, shooting out of her sitting position as she walked towards the bathroom.

“Didn’t he believe those proofs? And was the outcome of your plan that flat?” The guy on the phone asked.

“You don’t just worry. Everything is going to be just fine.” Rhea told him in an uncanny soft voice, bringing the phone down as she tapped on the icon that hangs up the call.

She scrolled straight to her messaging application, clicking on the tab labeling Kurt and forwarding hïm screenshots as well as pictures containing Lisa and Callan Myers in the shots.

“You want proofs, there is your proofs.” She said to herself, smiling at the screen of her phone displaying gf her handiwork.

“And if this is not enough still, well then I think it is high time I take the bitch out once and for all. I’ve literally been patient for too long.” Her brows rested, alongside her facials as a new look sprouted on her face.

A devilish face edged with a smirk, hinting on the dangerous idea manufacturedyt in her mind as she gaped psychotically at her reflection in the bathroom’s mirror.