Chapter 5 The Truth He Chose To Show Her

Caramel stood there long enough that he almost turned to leave. Then she took a step forward. "Fine." 

She looked at him and held his gaze. "I'll go with you. But..." She paused and Messi eyebrow lifted.

"If this is a trap," she continued quietly, "you'll regret it. I promise."

He smirked then his face turned cold at once. "Noted." 

He turned and walked toward the street while Caramel followed. The car was parked beneath a streetlight. She hesitated before getting in, then forced herself into the passenger seat.

Neither of them spoke during the drive. Caramel sat with her arms folded across herself, staring out of the window. She was exhausted. Her body still felt weak from the hospital, and her head was full of things she couldn't make sense of.

The car eventually slowed in front of a large hotel. Caramel looked through the windshield. She had never been here before.

She turned to look at Messi "Why are we here?"

Messi turned off the engine. Then he looked at her for a moment through the mirror.

"This is where your husband spent your wedding night."

Caramel stared at him, only blinking for several seconds then she frowned like the words just hit her. "What?"

"While you sulked and waited, he was here. Enjoying himself." 

She let out a small, disbelieving laugh. "You expect me to believe this?"

His lips curved slightly. "No, I don't. " He opened the door and climbed out. Then he looked at her through the car window. "Come."

Caramel stated at him for a moment, her heart beating fast. Finally, she stepped out and followed him. 

The hotel was quiet at this hour. Messi led her through the lobby and toward an elevator while she followed in silence.

When the elevator doors opened upstairs, they walked down a long hallway. Then Messi stopped in front of a door.

Caramel looked at the number.

1108.

She frowned. "What is this?"

"His room."

Her breath caught. She looked at Messi, then back at the door.

"Boney stayed here?"

"Yes. When he was supposed to be with you at home "

Caramel's face went blank, her stomach turned. How could he lie to her? She could still remember every details of that night. 

Her mother smiling at her before they left the reception with that strange little gift she'd pushed into her hands and an instruction to open it when she got home. When she and Bonney got home, he'd told her to wait up for him as he quickly wanted to deal with an emergency at work. She had not wanted to nag so she acted the understanding wife. 

Caramel had been embarrassed when she'd opened the gift later. It was a sexy and extremely transparent Lingerie.

She had actually laughed when she'd read her mother's note which said: 

[Wear it and spice things up. That's the way to a man's heart.]

She'd been nervous since It was her first night with Boney as his wife but still, she had wanted everything to be perfect. She'd cooked even though she was exhausted from the wedding. She'd taken a bath with scented rose water, done her hair, sprayed Bonney's favorite perfume, put on the lingerie and waited alone in the cold and lonely mansion.

Bonney never came. She had waited and waited until the food got cold and sleep overpowered her. Then she'd woken up to his message. 

[I'm sorry, baby. The emergency is beyond my control. I'll have to stay here tonight. Get some sleep. Love you.]

She had been hurt but still decided to be understanding and now someone was telling her she was a fool all along for believing her husband lies.

Caramel's eyes slowly lifted to Messi. While her heart ached and eyes filled, the stranger in front of her only had smiles on his face, one of victory.

"Still don't believe?" He asked. 

Caramel remained didn't answer. Then Messi took out his phone. He played a video and turned it towards Caramel. It was a security footage. She collected the phone with trembling hands and watched the hotel entrance through the phone. 

Then she saw him. Boney. The suit was unmistakable because it was the same one he'd worn at their wedding.

Her breathing changed.

Boney walked into the hotel. A few seconds later, a woman joined him and Caramel's eyes stayed fixed on her.

The woman walked beside him, his hands to her waist as they entered the elevator together.

Then the footage changed. The elevator opened on the eleventh floor and Boney stepped out with the woman and they walked toward room they were standing outside of now. Room 1108.

Then they went inside and the screen went dark.

Caramel stared at it. Totally numb, a tear dropped from her eyes after several attempt to blink it back in.

Messi collected the phone from her. "You remember how you slapped me the other night for trying to tell you the truth? he paused. " You see it now?"

Caramel couldn't speak. It was true. She had met Messi after leaving the house hurt, and going to a club to clear her head off everything that happened that night. He had come up to her and said things about Boney then but she had slapped him and warned him never to speak ill of her husband again. 

She had been too trustful. She only wanted to be a good wife but Bonney hadn't cared and hurt her. 

The worst part was the way her mind was filling in everything she couldn't see inside the room Boney and the lady had entered. Had he fucked the lady? She squeezed her eyes shut and clenched her fist. She didn't want to imagine the scene. 

"There's something else." Messi said calmly.

Caramel's eyes slowly opened. He pulled out another device. "This was recorded way before your wedding."

She looked down at it and her stomach dropped. Then he played it for her. The recording revealed Bonney's unmistakable voice and one other person's.

Boney: I told you she'd be easy. 

The other person had laughed in support. "Ofcourse, no one can resist your charm. 

She heard Boney smirk. " Very soon, we'd get married and then because she's too trusting, she'd accept whatever I tell her. She'd fool herself and think I was in love with her." He clicked his tongue. "Poor Caramel."

Caramel stilled, and the room was beginning to tilt. 

The man asked, "And after you marry her?"

There was a pause for some seconds then Boney's voice came out. "Then I'll take everything from them and divorce her." 

The recording ended.

Caramel's knee gave out and she held the wall to support herself. She gave a small chuckle like laughter at first then she let out a loud and painful laughter afterwards. 

"My life had all been a lie." She whispered to herself. " How could he even do this to me?" 

She remembered the look in his eyes when he proposed to her. It had been warm and filled with love. She was wrong. She had been deceived. None of it were real , no matter how she wanted to believe that it wasn't possible all the love, care, emotions and all he showed her while courting was entirely fake. 

Caramel turned away and pressed a hand over her mouth. A broken sound escaped her before she could stop it.

She had spent months wondering what she had done wrong. Why her husband had changed after marriage. Why he no longer looked at her the way he used to. Why she had never been enough.

Now she knew.

Messi watched her break in silence, waiting for her to slowly come around. After a few moments , Caramel wiped her face and her hand instinctively drifted down to her stomach. For a moment, the pain of losing her baby threatened to swallow her again.

Something inside her hardened. She looked at Messi with a blank expression. There was nothing for her to lose anymore so she might as well take the straight way to hell. "If the offer is still on, I'd take it." Her jaw tightened. " I want him to pay for everything. I want him to lose everything the way I did and make his life miserable."

Messi listened on and watched her with an impressed look. " Since we have a common enemy, we might as well team up to bring him down. Deal?" 

There was no thinking it twice or going back now. She was going to get revenge for herself, her parents and her child. 

"Deal."