"What?!" The softly spoken words sounded like a bomb in the huge room. Gerald watched her in disbelief. Surely, he didn't hear her right. Serena shuddered, tears clouding her eyes. Her lips trembling, she tried again. " Divorce me." She muttered, her voice unnaturally calm. Gerald's mind was blank at first as he took a step back, still trying to process get words. When he did, a fist full of rage filled him to the brim. " I'm not doing that." He stated vehemently, his eyes filled with fire. Serena was unfazed, even though her lips were trembling. " Why? Isn't that better for the two of us?" She asked. " How is that better! Why can't we look for a solution together!?" " Because there's no use doing that! Things are already bad between... No, terrible between us. There's no use salvaging it." Serena shot back, her voice a few pitches higher. " So you just want to throw it all away, is
Gerald was well drunk by the time Scarlett came to visit. She had asked from the butler about him and he'd relayed everything to her. She was surprised to hear how badly Gerald was taking everything but was glad to know Serena was no longer in the mansion. No one would be able to disturb her now. Knocking at his study room, she called out his name, awaiting a reply. " Go away." Came the slurred reply. Scarlett grimaced, walking in anyway. The room reeked of alcohol and whiskey and Gerald sat on his chair, his head on his hands. One wouldn't know he was drunk form his posture but the empty bottles said otherwise. Scrunching up her nose, she pulled up her gown as she made her way towards him. " Gerald, what is the meaning of this?" She called out as she got closer to him. He didn't budge. Discarding the empty bottles, she raised her head up to look at him. " Why are you doing this?" She asked, more softly this time. He jerked his
" What did you say?" Gerald asked, His low voice cutting through the silence of the room. John took a deep breath and continued with his explanation. He told Gerald that the cigarette had a toxic poison which once ingested, leads to chronic coughing and eventually, death. Gerald listened to his explanation, growing more confused. " So, you're telling me, Thomas didn't die of natural causes but someone tried to kill him?" He asked and john nodded. Burrowing his brows, he thought about it for a while. A lot of things didn't make sense to him. Why would someone want to kill Thomas and why? Who was it? He really needs to pay that police station another visit. " Okay, I've heard you. You're dismissed." Gerald muttered with a wave of his hand. John bowed and left. Straightening on seat, he palmed his throbbing head. A lot of things didn't make sense to him, unfortunately he wasn't in the mood to think about anything. Tomorrow was another day.
Scarlett visited again and this time Gerald was in a much better shape, although Serena hadn't yet returned. That, more than anything made her happy. It means her plan today would go without a hitch. She saw him in his office, working but he looked gloomy as ever. Only for a little while, she thought to herself. " I told you not see me anymore." Gerald muttered the moment she walked in. " Well, I can't help it. I'm worried about you." She muttered, going ahead to seat anyway. " She hasn't returned as she?" She asked, settling down to the seat in front of him. Gerald cast her a glance before going down to his work. " That's none of your business." He groaned. Scarlett shrugged. " Would you like some tea? The Butler said you've been here for quite some time now." Gerald flipped the paper in front of him over, picking another one up and began scribbling over it. Seconds ticked by and Scarlett was growing un
Scarlett awoke from her slumber, groaning as she stirred. She blinked her eyes open, the blurriness fading away. Her lips twitched but didn't quite form a smile as she remembered the night before. Sure, she had gotten what she wanted but it was at the expense of her dignity. She just hopes it will all be worth it. It had to be. She rose from the bed, her eyes darting around the large, empty room. Gerald was nowhere to be found. Her heart broke at the thought but then, what was she expecting? She grimaced as she stepped out of the bed, her sore muscles reminding her of the night she desperately wanted to forget right now. Wrapping a towel around herself, she proceeded to the bathroom to have a bath. She would find Gerald immediately after. It took a while for her to be through and she stepped out, drying herself out and wearing some light clothing. Taking a deep breath, she walked out of the room. She soon found him at the end of the hallway, staring out the window. From where she st
Pacing around in the hallway, Serena bit her lips worriedly. The moment Sarah fainted, she had immediately called the doctor and they were in the room with her at the moment. Everyone was on edge as no one noticed anything... Maybe they did and decided not to say anything to her. Whatever it was, she was really worried. She had already sent message to Gerald and he should be here any moment from now. To think that this is the way she'd reunite with her husband sent chills down her spine. She didn't want to think about that right now. Mother's health was of the utmost importance. The door opened and the doctor walked out looking weary. She immediately rushed up to him, her heart in her throat. " How is she? How is mother!?" She asked earnestly. The doctor cast her a forlorn looked before letting out a sigh. " Well, I've checked her and I've discovered that she had a heart failure?" " What?" Serena could barely believe her ears. " The way I see it, s
Gerald walked deeper into the room, feeling unnaturally tense for no reason. It didn't sit right with him to be seeing his mom this way. " So you finally come to see me after days of staying away?" His mother asks. Turns out she was sharing the same sentiment as him. He cleared his throat. " Hello mother. Sorry for coming so late. I came as quickly as I could." " Indeed you did." She replied and he could detect the sarcasm in her voice. That calmed him a little. His mother had always been sarcastic. He got to the bed and glanced at his mother. She still looked the same but on a closer to inspection, he could detect how tired her eyes looked and how pale her skin was. His chest began to hurt. " Don't just stand there, have a seat." Sarah muttered and he immediately found a place to seat. " So, why have you come? I'm sure you're not here to see me. You can see for yourself, I'm doing just fine." His mother began, her stern voice wafting through his ea
Serena arrived at the Wilson's residence with her heart in her throat. After making sure Sarah was asleep, she had gotten dressed and had taken a carriage here. Staring out the window as the carriage neared the mansion, memories of her in this place filled her head. She sat back in the carriage, picking the hem of her dress. The carriage soon slowed to a stop and she stepped out of it. The cold air hit her face and she shivered. She clenched her fists, determined. She needed to see Gerald, there was no turning back now. " I'll be back." She said to the carriage driver before walking in. Her steps steady, she made sure none of the fear she was feeling made it to her face. Once inside, the maids recognized and greeted her with a bow of their heads and she acknowledged them with one of hers. Her eyes looked for and found Lana, her personal maid beckoning for her. She hurried towards Serena, bowing slightly. " Welcome back my Lady, I've missed you so much." She