“Pfft… pfft… haha...” Francois’ friends had a suppressed laughter but contained themselves. Still, Marianne heard it.
“Let me out... let me out... please…” begs Annie, sobbing. Her feet and hands are tied up. She was stuffed inside the boot of a car.
“Honey, are you finished? Could you please take me upstairs and help me with something,” said Marianne with a sweet voice and acting coyly towards Francois. Carl nearly choked on his food but coughs it out. John took a huge gulp of his very hot tea and it burned his tongue. While Michael’s food went down the wrong pipe that made him cough a lot. And Annie spills some of her juice that she is about to drink. Francois on the other hand, stands up and carries Marianne back to her wheelchair.
“Did you make Annie as your bait this morning!?”&n
Marianne couldn’t express her emotions when she had a look at the past videos that were taken from the surveillance cameras. The worst was the one taken from the wheelchair not long ago, when she needed to go on the toilet, when she was struggling to put herself in there, and then she did her thing… the whole process of it… was taken. “How... could... you... ?” she said, looking at Francois with a dejected look. She was beyond embarrassment, and is now bei
“I apologise for having the camera on you. But rest assured that it was only me who had seen your video. Any video that was taken on your chair is only seen by me. I understand your concern of privacy but I thought that it shouldn’t matter as we are, after all, husband and wife.”
“Honey, the physiotherapists, had just arrived. They will be waiting for you at the drawing room.” Marianne rereads the message again that she just got from Francois. “What has gotten on that man’s mind, seriously! Could it be because I said “Honey” earlier? He knew that I was just messing around to get away from everyone's earshot!” she thought.
“Hello! Are you still there? Sorry, a couple of friends of hers are here now to get her,” said the man on the line. Marianne looked up at Francois who had leaned forward to the table with his hand at the back of her chair.&
“What! Leonna is missing!?”“Pardon? You want me to come to the police station? Why?” asked Marianne, feeling bewildered.