If Cara had been startled before, now she was completely numb. Jessica and...Chris?! No. It didn't make sense.
She straightened her posture after realizing she'd been standing there with her mouth opened like a log of wood. "Jessica? Chris?" Then she found her courage slowly coming back. Jessica had grabbed the bed spread and covered her body by now. "Jessica? Did he make you do it? Oh my goodness. Why didn't you come to me?" Out of nowhere, tears bursted from Cara's eyes. She had treated Jessica like a younger sister she never had as the lady was four years younger than her. But she was respectful and so damn caring. "Chris? How could you! Did you rape her! You bastard--" the rest of her words never got completed as Cara rushed down towards Chris and began hitting him as hard as she could. "She is only a child, you idiot! Even if you're drunk--how could you!" "Hey, stop this!" Jessica pushed Cara back with all her might. "Are you out of your mind?" "Shut up, Jessica." Anger rested in Cara's eyes. "This is not alright. Get dressed. We're leaving." She knew she was drunk, but now, her eyes were sharper than ever and the sluggishness in her had completely vanished. This was too much of a big news for her to still be drunk. "Stop embarrassing yourself, Cara. I love Chris." Jessica bursted out. Cara did not hear her. Actually, she wished she had not understood her clearly. "Did you hit your head somewhere? Have you lost all your senses that you'll speak to me in this shitty manner?" Cara shot back, but Jessica held her ground. "What are you gonna do? You're gonna kill me? I love Chris, and he loves me back. So what's the big deal with you?" Immediately Jessica spoke up, Cara landed her a big slap, and its impact sent the lady's face turning to the floor. Her jaw clenched as she felt her cheeks burning. "Have you lost your mind, Jessica? What nonsense is this??" Cara snapped. "Okay, stop this--" Chris was saying when he got lucky as his face felt the brush of Cara's palm across his face. If he had not pushed his head back a bit, he too would be feeling the burning face that Jessica felt. He gripped her hand tight as she launched another slap. "Hey, stop this!" "Fuck you, Chris? What the hell is this??" Cara roared out. "How dare you both take me for granted like this!" Jessica scoffed. "You're the one taking yourself for granted." "Excuse you?" Cara revealed the rage in her eyes freely. "It seems you've worn out the thunderous slap just now. Do you need another one?" It still vexed her so much that someone like Jessica would have the nerve to sleep with her husband! And still have the nerves to speak back at her like that. "Why do you act so angry now when this is what you've always wanted?" Jessica ignored her deadly gaze and went on. "You don't love Chris. Every moment we spend together, you use the time to complain about just how immature he acts. How he can never love you the way you want." "You will shut your bloody mouth up right now, Jessica, or else I swear I will--" "You'll what, Cara?" Chris shut back at her, startling her a while. "She's not really telling lies, you know? No matter what I do, I'll just never be enough for you. You complain over every little thing." Cara was highly frustrated that her voice shot high up as she tried to defend herself. She was shouting at the top of her voice now, painful memories seeping through her mind of when she risked it all for Chris. Moments when she gave up on everything she cherished just to be his wife. "I gave it all up for you, you moron! I loved you more than my own fucking happiness that I left my life in the past. My career! Just so you can be happy. Just so you can love me the way I love you." She raged out. "But you took it out on me for so long, Cara. You make me feel bad about myself all the fucking time!" Chris shot back at her. "Chris, you are never around. You head out and come back late at night. And after two days, bam! You're out for a mysterious business trip and won't be back until two weeks later. You're never around, even when we're together. You're always texting and smiling to yourself. I have become boring to you--" "Technically, you've been having all these curves that aren't attractive anymore. Looking older than your age, whereas I'm young and sexy. I mean, you've seen me naked and you even compliment my nice and slender body." Jessica said proudly. Everything was starting to become unbearably painful for Cara now. "So it took you just two years to cheat on me? That's it, you're doing this because I'm no longer as slender as I used to be two years ago??" She was twenty six, same age as Chris was, and he always made this joke that he would be more happy being with someone younger than he was. Had he really been serious? Jessica smirked, feeling fully elated now as Cara was sulking in pain. Chris heaved in a frustrated sigh. "Look, I know you're drunk. I mean, we all are. Let me get dressed up and take you home. To, you know? Cool off some steam." Chris quickly picked up his scattered cloth and began to get dressed. "And me? Who's taking me home, Chris?" Jessica pouted. Cara shot her an irritated look. "Okay, stop this madness at once! I deserve an apology for this shameless act of yours! Are you insane?" "Calm down, honey--I mean, Cara." Chris stuttered. He had been avoiding this mess but never in his wildest dreams imagined that that moment would be when he would have to deal with his... situation. "Let's just calm down. Come on, I'll drop you home now." "You see, I don't think there's any other way to calm things down." Jessica said slowly, making every word sound suspicious like it was supposed to be some poetic quote. Everyone was staring at her now. "You keep saying things will be calm. That we can sort things out." Jessica went on. "But there's no other way. Because I'm pregnant!" "What!" Chris spat out. "That's enough. I think you're drunk as well. Damn it, who said dating two women would be easy." He muttered to himself and kept on getting dressed. But Cara stared carefully and waited. She knew Jessica could be telling the truth. "Cara can see through me and she must know I'm not lying. You know what your wife has been working on for the past two years now without any success? I did that so easily in just a few months." Jessica said. She stood upright, shoulders straight and chin up. "I am pregnant, Chris. You're going to be a father soon.""CEO of Knowles cooperation was arrested this morning in Panama City for attempted murder. He was said to have fled after his whole family and company were being investigated for several crimes such as stealing of funds and cyber bullying and defamation. "He was obsessed with his ex wife, Mrs Cara Armani, and attempted to kill her new husband during their wedding ceremony--"The TV went off as Cara turned it off with the remote. She placed it on the table as she folded the extra bed spread. "At last..." She sighed softly. After Jayden's confession, it took them three whole days before they could locate Chris and arrest him. But she was relieved. It was over. Finally. "Why did you turn it off?" A masculine voice asked from behind her. "Oh sorry, I--" She turned around to look at the voice that had spoken as she reached for the remote. The remote dropped to the ground with a clatter as she realized who had spoken. Romeo was sitting up in his hospice bed, his emerald eyes shimmeri
Pacing around outside the office non stop, Cara chewed on her nails while trying to gather her thoughts. Jayden? How come? Why? Why was Jessica's obsessive ex boyfriend the one who shot Romeo? What kind of connection was there to it? She didn't understand, nothing made sense. No matter how she tried to link it to Chris, it went back to Jessica. Was it Jessica who wanted to turn her wedding day into a mourning day for her?Was Jessica pretending all along just to get herself out of the city and then kill Romeo? But why? So Cara would not be able to have her happily ever after? Could she really be that psychotic? "Mrs Armani, I'm going to have to ask you to calm down." The police officer said to her. He handed her a bottle of water and let out a soft sigh. "Here, drink this and calm down. Can you tell me how you know that man in there?"She accepted the bottle of water but didn't drink it. As she stopped pacing, she looked into the office where Jayden was being held and she felt ange
Walking over towards the couch, she had never felt any more hesitant in her life before. Her fingers caressed the fabric of the dress, a pretty white dress turn red. The scent of flowery detergent caught her nostrils, making it known that it had been dry cleaned, yet red stains were still visible. She would have never believed it if someone told her her wedding dress would be soaked in her husband's blood. She didn't cry, she couldn't. She didn't remember how to. On the table close to the chair was a letter carefully folded in half and placed on the lid of a small food container. She picked it up and opened the letter, "Go easy on yourself for the sake of the baby. Joshua." It was only after she read the letter that she remembered she was carrying a baby. What would become of their baby if Romeo never woke up? Was their unborn child already fatherless? What would she tell the child? That his father died because of her?It was her fault anyway. If she had never gotten herself tan
Worry scattered her expression into an ugly look, tears blurred her eyes, her heart could be heard beating in her ear. Her heels wore her legs out as she ran along with the stretcher that carried Romeo to the intensive care unit. His bloodied hand wrapped around hers, holding on to her like he never wanted to let go. But every second that went by, his grip grew loose and loose until... He finally let go. She felt like her heart had stopped, she didn't look ahead, behind, anywhere other than at him. Tears poured down her face as she sobbed loudly. "Romeo! Please wake up! Please no, don't do this to me! Please!!!" She pleaded. The nurse instructed her to stay back, only the staff were allowed inside from that section. But Cara didn't want to let go, she was too afraid to say goodbye, she was not ready for it. Joshua's arms wrapped around his waist and pulled her aside so they could finally take Romeo in. She thrashed and struggled, shouting at first for him to let her go before he
It all felt like a dream, could it really be the end? The Knowles had been reduced to nothing but harmless insects that were being fumigated from her life by the police. She had never felt so relieved. It felt like a heavy weight had been lifted off her chest. Chris was missing, but the police assured her it was only a matter of time before he would be caught and punished according to the law. As much as she despised Jessica for everything she had done to her, she helped her relocate to a new city with her son where she would be safe and also deployed strong security guards just in case. If it wasn't for Jessica in the end, things could have really gone awry for her. But all of that needed to be forgotten, that day was about to be the best day of her life. Dressed in her wedding gown, memories of how much she struggled, how hard it was for her to get to where she was at the moment flooded her mind as she walked down the aisle. Her arm interlocked in her father's, she remember
As she had all of their attention in the grasp of her hand, she took out her phone and played a recording. Murmurs immediately filled the hall at what they heard. It was none other than Sarah Knowles, begging Jessica not to let her secret be known that Chris was not the son of his father and that she would do anything for Jessica to keep her secret and help her remain in the knowles family. Every single word was typed and recorded by the enthusiastic journalists. As the recording came to an end, Cara continued. "As convincing as the recording was, some people might say it was fabricated right? Well here's true evidence just in case."Jessica appeared on the screen behind her with her son in her hands. She looked so afraid and tense. Cara continued. "This is Jessica Knowles, ex wife of Chris Knowles. Yes, they are divorced. After finding out that Jeremy is not his own son, Chris attempted to murder him. If you don't believe the words from my own mouth, how about you hear it from th