A glass of cold water was what finally calmed Samantha down. Heaving a dramatic sigh, she finally looks at me with her eyes resigned and believing. "I do believe you now." She responds wearily while lowering her empty glass on top of the table.
"Are you okay now?" I asked her gently.
"Not yet but I will soon be, okay." She replies, absentmindedly bringing the glass back to her lips only to find it empty so she puts it back down without touching it again.
I couldn't blame her over the top reaction. It's not everyday she encounters a Pandora's box, filled with hidden secrets, lies, and drama.
"At this point, nothing could surprise me now, Bella …. So tell me, is there something more you have to confess?"
Filling my chest with air, I briefly considered not telling her the truth but If I wanted Sam to help me, she deserved to know everything. I vanished the scintilla of doubts
"I will do what!?" Samantha gaped at me incredulously as though it was the craziest news she had ever heard today. The pale look on her face told me she wasn't prepared for the news."Meet my husband, Eros Valentino." I explained to her calmly. "Tell him I'm alive.""You make it sound so easy as if I'll tell him about the weather, not an attempted murder." Sam mumbled under her breath while shaking her head. "I doubted if I'd even be allowed to enter his office without an appointment."Flashing her with a wicked smile, I lowered my voice even if no one could hear us. "You're not meeting him inside his office, Samantha.""Pray tell where?""You're going to let yourself in and catch him alone in his condominium.""Are you out of your mind? That's trespassing, I could be sent to jail for that." Her terrified eyes confronted mine.
Scarlet's dramatic arrival, accompanied by her stone-heavy accusation completely startled me out of my wits that it took me seconds to entirely collect my scattered thoughts.Staring back at her with the same piercing glare she'd thrown at me, my lips stretched into an atrocious smile Joker would be so proud of. "Pleased to see you, Miss Ross. However, I don't recall writing your name on my visitor's list."Surveying her black outfit from head to toe, my smile stretched wider, finding it entertaining to finally see her wearing such an unflattering color on her skin "Have you come here to fetch my soul?""Excuse me?" Unable to understand my meaning, her mouth parted open. Her elegant eyebrows almost met halfway as she frowned at me."She's not the Grim Reaper, Mrs. Angelstone." Samantha bit her lips to suppress her laughter. Still, her twinkling eyes refused to hide her mirth. "She looked like one though." She added, deepening the frown on Scarlet's temples."Well," I began after cleari
A few days later, the hospital discharged me.Samantha had left a day ago, but until now I have not received a single call from her. I'm still waiting, though, wondering if the plan went well.Lucas took me home from the hospital. While I sat still beside him inside the car, my mind skittered.He'd changed a lot. I thought to myself, eye secretly observing him as he drove.A thick and long wall now stood between us. It popped out of nowhere. I wonder what made him change in an instant. He did not even say anything when I got inside the car and he took the driver's seat.Is he still blaming himself that I almost drowned? It was possible. He could be, for I could think of nothing explaining why he was slowly drifting away. Still, I wasn't certain it was the main reason. For all I know, he might have been suspecting I wasn't his real wife.I'd better be careful from now on. I reminded myself with a heavy sigh. If he finds out I'm fake, he will have me banished from his life right away.
Someone's death shouldn't be something I should be glad about. It wasn't my intention to kill him. And if I were to express how sorry I am that he died, I would let my life be taken instead of his. Regrets aside, a part of me felt relieved at the thought that even though I did not intentionally want to take a life, it saved someone's life, Sara Donovan's life in particular.Hearing her abused story, and seeing the anguish written all over her miserable countenance as she spilled everything to me gave me an overwhelming relief that at last the burden she carried over her fragile shoulders for a long time, was finally gone and she can finally live her life at peace."I know I shouldn't be saying this but after his death I never shed a tear. All I could feel as the news sank in was relief that the man who made my living hell was gone." Sara wiped the tear off her cheeks. "I didn't even feel sadness even though he's gone because I know that it would not make any difference, he's still gon
"Have you swallowed your tongue?"Quite taken aback at the sight of Lucas in front of my very own eyes I was unable to say a single word resulting in his thick eyebrows almost meeting halfway in annoyance."I'm talking to you, Bella." He regarded me warily, waiting for me to speak my mind."Well…." I tried to explain but nothing came out. There was no doubt in my mind that no matter what I say won't change his grim mood.As I survey the lines etched in his forehead, I wonder if he was indeed worried about me or just plain annoyed that I left the mansion as soon as he did.Filling my chest with air, I finally summoned all the courage I could muster to speak up. "I'm sorry about leaving without giving you notice.""You should be," He mumbled under his breath. The grim look in his countenance didn't change a bit. "Thompson had called me in panic and I had to cancel my next business appointment just to look for you."Guilt washed through me. But had I told him my whereabouts in advance, he
“Mama… Dada….”Niall came rushing at us the moment I emerged from the car. Happy as a clam, the little boy jumped into my arms and wrapped his little arms around my neck. Lucas now standing besid me ruffled the child's hair. Tenderness shone in his eyes as he did so. I could see every time he looked at his son how much he loved him. And even though I wasn't Niall's biological mother, my heart swells with overwhelming joy as I watch them.Never once in my life did I experience envy towards another person. However, I couldn't help but wish now that I'd been born as Alexandria and had the ideal family she has. Had I been given the chance to be her, I would never ruin the family she almost shattered.Niall and Lucas were too precious to me. I couldn't believe that Alexandria had the strength to hurt them with her actions.“Have you been good today, Niall?” Lucas asked, taking the wiggling child from my arms.“Uh huh.” Niall energetically nodded his head. And in his small voice replied, “
"I was supposed to greet you a good day, Sir but I would rather not." I spoke, looking at the gun he pointed in my direction."You damn well should." Peterson said without taking the gun off my direction.I took a deep breath before approaching Peterson. I knew he was furious with me, and rightfully so. His fiancée had left him because of a lie I had told her. I had made up a story about us being in a relationship, and she had believed it. But now the truth was out, and Peterson was understandably upset."Look, Peterson, I know you're angry with me," I began, trying to keep my tone even. "But I want you to know that killing me won't solve your problems.""But it would eliminate the one who caused it," He spat bitterly, his eyes hard and menacing as they bore on me.Taking in a deep breath, I raised my arms in the air. "I can talk to your fiance and tell her the truth."Peterson scoffed. "The damage has been done and nothing you say will make the situation any better. You lied to my fi
Lucas was gone as fast as lightning but I was still fuming inside while resisting the strong urge to storm out of the room and run after him so we could finish what he started.My legs ache for standing too long and demanding that I sit down so I did."Cheers Mrs. Alexander." Peterson spoke, lifting his glass in the air as though he hadn't just threatened to shoot me moments ago. "That was entertaining." He added with a twinkle in his eyes.I rolled my eyes heavenward, "I'm glad you find it entertaining, Mr. Peterson." I bit back irritably."Why can't you just admit he was right?" He inquired."Do you think he was right?""Well he is." He replied."So you're telling me it's right to just come into the room after we agreed that I could handle this?""Mrs. Alexander, I think you have no idea how men's minds work." Peterson was surprisingly polite as he spoke and I almost couldn't believe he'd been the same man threatening to shoot me a while ago."I certainly had no idea." I grumbled un