CHAPTER 9
ROB’S POV Earlier during the meeting, Jenna had looked at me as though I’d betrayed her. But now? Her looks are now soft. No longer filled with anger. I leaned in closer. “I know we both didn’t see this coming, but I’m not walking away from this. I want this. I want us. “ The idea of spending and entire year with her kept circling around my head like a curse. Clenching my jaw hard. I muttered under my breath. “Damn it.” And ran a hand through my hair. “Rob? Are you okay?” Jenna’s voice cut through my thoughts. “Yeah yeah, I’m just remembered something I had to do at the office.”I forced a smile, to hide how irritated I was. I placed a peck on her cheek. “We need to get some rest darling” “Sure I’ll see you tomorrow. “ She waved a strand of hair out of her face as she stood hesitantly before leaving the room. “I love you” I said just as she walked out. I got home just in time for dinner. Sarah, one of the housemaids met me at the door way. Without speaking a word, she took off my jacket and hung it by the entry way. I proceeded to the dining room. The smell of food made my stomach church in realization. My parents were already seated. Silverware clinked against the fine china as they ate, poised and composed. Like royalty. I’m guessing nothing much had changed since the last time I’d been here. “Rob, we weren’t expecting you” my father said, not bothering to look up at his plate. His tone didn’t sound surprised or happy. “I wasn’t either.” “Mother, father,” I muttered, acknowledging their presence. “I’m really glad you could join us for dinner.” Mother added even though she looked at little sad. A few minutes passed and everyone look focused on their plates. The room was silent, oddly silent except for the clattering of cutlery against each other. “So, how is work?” mother asked, wiping her mouth with a napkin. I didn’t give a word, only a nod. “What about the wedding preparation?” Father cut in almost immediately. My fist clenched into a ball. as I have a careless shrug. “Under control. “ “That doesn’t sound like progress. I need something definite.” He shot me a look over his glass. “You need to start a life, a real family.“ I didn’t answer. “She’s soon to be your wife, you better start getting used to that.” I scoffed and looked away. His words made my skin crawl. And there was nothing I could do to change that. “She makes the perfect bride and a good business partner for us.” I didn’t bother to look up. He scoffed. “Aren’t you excited about that?” “As much as you’d like to ignore me, you can’t escape going through with the wedding.” He exhaled. Seemingly pleased with what he’s making me do. I hated being pushed around like a puppet. “I’m supposed to have a choice.” My voice came out loud. Fathers eyes darted into mine. “The only choice you’ve got right now is either marrying Jenna or letting the company go down in shambles.” I held back. Restraint myself from saying anything further. “O’Neil trusts us, which is why you’re the perfect person we’ve got in using that trust to our advantage .” He grasped onto my shoulders firmly. Eyes locking with mine. “This marriage is our last chance, Rob.” He continued. “Investors are pulling out, we are bleeding financially.” He didn’t blink. “Don’t you see? If this deal falls through now we're finished." “And your proposition is?” I asked coldly. Pulling away from his grasp. He leaned forward, dropping his voice into a whisper. “To love her, accept her as your wife”. I stood abruptly. The chair screeched loudly against the tiled floors. “I won’t do anymore than that, getting married to her is enough for me already .” Mother just stared at me like she wanted to say something , but held back. I knew what she was thinking. He leaned back, staring at me with narrowed eyes. “You know, very few people know who you are. For all the public knows, you’re a phantom, running a billion dollar empire.” He points aggressively to the table. I raised an eyebrow. “That won’t last forever if the company’s market value doesn’t bounce back up before the next quarter.” Great! I’ve got a year to spend with someone I don’t really care about, and now my position’s been threatened. Just great! “I’m aware of it all and I’m working on it!” My jaw tensed. He studied me for a brief moment before giving a nod. “Good, cause if this fails, we lose everything, the empire, our name, and your one chance at starting a real family.” Father added. “I know! Which is why I’ve got to keep up with this damning act.” I sat back in my chair. My nerves tensing up again every muscle. “I need some air.” I was angry. I needed to think. I stood up, walking angrily towards the balcony. My shoes make an echo with each step I take . “Cigar?” A familiar voice asked. It was Eugene, my driver. “Yes, please. What are you doing here? “I figured the dinner wouldn’t go as planned and you come out here for air as usual.” He laughed lightly. My head nodded in agreement as I took the cigar from him. Puffs of smoke filled the air, while I watched the lights twinkling from downtown distract me. “Excuse me sir, you’ve got a call”. The house maid from earlier walked in with a telephone on her ear. “Who’s that?” “I don’t know, sir” she mouthed softly before handing over the phone. “Hi, darling ” the voice over the phone sounded familiar. “Isabelle? Why didn’t you call with your phone? She giggled. “My phone died, so I decided to use the public phone at the airport.” Airport? What’s she doing at the airport? “Why are you at the airport, my love?” “Oh! That was the main reason I called. I’m back from France and I was thinking you would come pick me up.” My eyes widened in shock. She isn’t supposed to be here this soon.CHAPTER 29 ROB’S POV I stepped into my office, shutting the door behind me with a soft thud. I wasn’t surprise to see Charles—the private investigator already seated, waiting for me. “What have we got?” I said, settling comfortably into my desk. He didn’t waste time. His hand fell into a folder and pulled out a file. “I don’t see him recovering anytime soon after he sees this.” Slowly I opened the file. There were photos, police reports, court documents, medical reports. Everything i needed to ruin Elijah. “We finally got a hold of his ex-wife. Took her a while to talk but she did eventually.” He started. “She confirmed he abused her, both physically and emotionally. There were restraining orders and even a law suit—but using his position as an advantage, he played the system.” I was now staring at the page showing bruises and hospital reports. My jaw clenched in anger. “He’s a monster.” I hissed under my breath. “She also mentioned something about him havi
CHAPTER 28 ROB’S POV It’s been a day now I haven't been to the house. Given what happened I thought I’d give Jenna a little space. Which was why I decided to check on her today. The moment I stepped into the house, I knew something was wrong. “Jenna?” I called out loudly , as I walked past the living room. There was no answer. The thought of something possibly happening to her gripped my mind with fear. Hurriedly, I jolted to her bedroom, but her door was wide open. She never forgets to shut the doors. I walked in and that was when I saw it. Her drawers were half open and from the looks, they were empty. Hangers were thrown across the room in a crazed manner. A peek into the bathroom and the counter was cleared out. That's when it hit me—she was gone. My chest tightened. “Jenna?” I called out again, this time hoping some miracle would happen. Still nothing. How could she leave? There was no note, or a message. Rage swelled up within
CHAPTER 27 ISABELLE’S POV I stood by the window of my apartment, staring blankly into the glass in my hand. The thoughts in my head couldn’t compare to how much I was in rage. Rob didn’t pay as much attention to me anymore and it was all Jenna’s fault. All he thought about now was saving his marriage? Why would he suddenly own up to a marriage he detested? I clenched onto the glass tighter. I have no other option than to show him what happens when he pushes me too far. I picked up my phone. “Hi, Elijah. It’s Isabelle.” “Pardon, but do I know you?” The uncertainty in his voice was loud. “You don’t, but I do and that’s what’s important.” I continued. “I’d like to discuss something important with you—in private.” He gasped in a low tone, just enough for me to hear it. “What is it about?” “Oh, c’mon darling. Disclosing that over the phone wouldn’t be as fun as saying it to your face.” There was a long silence between us. It was expected for him to be
CHAPTER 26 ROB’S POV I’d left for the office the moment I served Jenna her breakfast. I knew that wasn’t enough, but that should atleast keep her at bay before I get back. I stood at the edge of the window, staring at cars zoom by, a phone pressed to my ear. “Hello.” The investigator’s voice came through. I’d hired a private investigator after the incident with Elijah. He was too much of a competition to just let roam around and destroy my marriage silently. I had to bring him down. “We’ve got something. It’s not solid yet, but it gives us a head start.” He continued. My pupils dilated right after he landed those few words. “What did you find?” “Rumors of abuse on his ex-wife—mostly physical, maybe emotional. There was no police report on it, and all we found was a sealed agreement right after the divorce. We think he paid her for her silence.” My fingers curled into a fist. This wasn’t enough. “I need solid proof, not rumors.” I muttered. “Cu
CHAPTER 25 JENNA’S POV I had stayed up all night thinking about what had happened. I was so angry at Rob, I’d planned to leave the house temporarily. When I woke up, I hadn’t expected anything else than the usual silence I always found my self in. But then, the continual clanking of ceramics caused my eyes to jolt open fully, while my nose traced the scent of coffee to where Rob stood. Rob? What was he doing here? He was standing by the doorway, with a tray on his hand and an apron tied to his neck. “Breakfast for the lady” he said, as he walked up to set it down on the small table beside me. Does he think this would make me forget about last night? Hmph. I scoffed at the back of my mind. “You didn’t have to.” I said, flatly, as I eyed the plate of eggs and pancakes. My stomach rumbled in hunger immediately. Damn! A smile formed on his lips. “But your stomach says otherwise” One part of me found this gesture thoughtful, but the other felt it was j
CHAPTER 24 JENNA’S POV Soft classical music blended seamlessly with the low murmur of conversations just as I stepped into the art gallery. Beautiful paintings hung in a line along the white painted walls which contrasted elegantly with the environment, The air lingered with fresh paint, and what smelt like a hint of roses. I turned scanning the room, my eyes darting between sculptures and different paintings until they landed on him. Elijah. He had invited me over the phone, it was a late invite, but after much pondering I decided to go. He currently stood in the middle of the gallery with a glass of champagne in one hand, while he talked to some people dressed in elegant suits and dresses. He hadn’t noticed me yet. He seemed to be guiding them. They moved from one canvas to the other, quietly murmuring as they stared. Rob stood by me, a grim look plastered on his face. He adamantly insisted on following me, when I informed him of the invite from E