Serena cried on the way back to the mansion. Everything hurts, Seeing Scarlett only made the hurt worse. She admitted to herself she didn't want to leave. She didn't want to let go just yet but what should she do if that's what Gerald wanted. Will she stay if even if it hurts? Can she put up with it for that long? She'd seen Scarlett and had realised she didn't want any woman by his side. Especially Scarlett. Cleaning off the tears on her face, she glanced back at the house. Scarlett would still be in there. What would they be doing? She shuddered, sniffing. The question made her heart ache.... "Aren't you going to get rid of her?" Scarlett asked the moment she walked into Gerald's study. He was already sitting behind his desk, scribbling in a piece of paper, they were a couple more beside him. " You reputation as Duke is being damaged because of her. People can't believe you'll still keep her as a wife." Gerald stopped writing long enough to glar
" You." Damien said. Scarlett was stunned. She scoffed, rolling her eyes. " Me? What do you mean by that? " It's just as you heard it, I came back for you." Damien replied, a grin on his face. Scarlett was already tired of his remarks. " Stop lying to me. Why are you here?" She asked, fixing him a deadly glare. He seemed unaffected by it. " Believe it or not, I am here for you. But as you figured, that's not the only reason why I am here." He said, his expression clouding over. Scarlett was beginning to guess why he was here. " I'm in debt. " He announced. Scarlett tilted her head to the side, her arms folded as she stared down at him. " Let me guess, you gambled all your fortune away?" Damien widened his eyes like he was shocked. " Oh... You hit too close to home with that guess. I did gamble. I placed a few things in my name and what do you know? I lost it all. Turns out it was even worth that much and it wasn't enough to cover everythin
Gerald had trouble sleeping the night before and when he woke up the disturbing feeling he had slept with only tripled. He had dismissed it as the worries be had the day before and tried to work but he couldn't get anything done. His thoughts went to his mother but he knew Serena would be there for her. It was hours later to till the news finally reached him. His mother was dead. At first he couldn't believe it. The information swirled around his head without penetrating. When it finally did, shock was his first reaction. " Dead?" He asked, staring down at the butler who gave the information. John nodded, his head bowed. That couldn't be possible.he was her yesterday and she was fine. She really was! He'd hurried out of the house, not believing the news. When he finally arrived at his mother's house, he'd met the maids looking all sad and crestfallen. That shook his resolve. Serena, his mind whispered to him. That's right, hadn't seen Serena yet. Only then would he
As the news of Gerald's mother death spread, Scarlett found the next day through the newspaper. The maids had brought it to her room while she was busy combing her hair. Scarlett shocked and surprised. The duchess of Winchester was already dead? Scarlett couldn't help the grin that split her lips. Finally! One less person to deal with. But what about Gerald? He must be hurt, it's his mother after all. She should see him and offer his sincere condolences, worming her way through his heart. Yes, that's exactly what she'll do. She stood up from her chair, getting ready to pick a dress. She can't wait to see him!... Gerald woke with a start, his head feeling blank. He tried to remember why he was sleeping in an unfamiliar room, in an unfamiliar bed and who he was wrapping his arms around. He groaned as it all came rushing in, his head pounding and his heart hurting. Trying to distract himself, he let his eyes rest on Serena. She was still asleep, her brown
Just as Gerald had predicted, it was a busy morning. There were so many visitors coming to offer their condolences, most of the nobles and Serena had to welcome them all, being a good host like she was trained to be. The ballroom was filled with people dressed in dark clothing, standing and discussing with each other. On a first glance you might think there were talking about the deceased but it's actually about the host, Serena. While most of them said words of comfort and pity to her, behind her back they whispered words of scorn. Some didn't even try to hide their displeasure as they spoke about her openly. Their words were all the same, Serena wasn't fit to be a duchess. The words were like a knife to her already battered heart but she didn't give them the satisfaction of seeing her weak and crying. A small smile on her face, she greeted them all with respect. Glancing over to Gerald, she noticed how professionally he handled the guests, speaking to them with the au
" Why weren't you at the party earlier today?" Damien asked, puffing out smoke from his mouth. He was sitting down at the waiting room, relaxed. He had come to see her after returning from the party. Scarlett glanced at him, fuming at the question. " How could I be there? Gerald kicked me out." She muttered angrily, her lips pursed. " It's all because of that brat, Serena." She mumbled. Damien chuckled, taking a swig from the wine bottle in front of him. He stood up, walking behind her. Turning back, he leaned in, hovering over from her behind. " This is why I said we need to team up. If we had, that wouldn't have happened." He muttered, amusingly. Damien smelled of tobacco and wine, a sharp contrast to Gerald's expensive cologne. Scarlett grimaced, hating that he was right. Shifting uncomfortably on her seat, she turned to him. " What do you want me to do now? I feel like I'm losing him and if that happens, neither of us will get what we want."
The party soon ended and Scarlett was on her way home with Damien in the chariot with her. She was really pissed at him. " What kind of plan was that?" She asked, infuriated. " The only thing you did all night was talk and dance with Serena!" Damien glanced at her, fishing out a lighter from his pocket. The corners of his mouth turned up as he leaned on the chair, the chariot moving. " No, what I did was to be her knight, she was a damsel in distress. Besides, how could I refuse the chance to dance with that beautiful lady? You saw how everyone eyes were on us, no?" " How does that help anything?" Scarlett stated, glaring daggers at him. He chuckled, lighting up the tobacco between his lips. He waited for the red glow before drawing in a long puff. Releasing the smoke, he pinned his eyes on Scarlett. " I stay with Serena, you stay with Gerald. It's that simple. That way we can both get what we want." " Moreover, we need to break whatever ties th
" What!? She really did that?" Scarlett asked, earning a nod from Gerald. Gerald had told her everything a few weeks later. She'd come to see when she noticed her been making no more moves to divorce Serena as she'd expected. He made her realize that his mother had made it impossible for that to happen. If he goes ahead with the divorce, he'd lose everything the Winchester had to offer to her. " That sneaky woman!" Scarlett gritted under her breath. She did not forsee this at all! To Gerald she said, " is there nothing you can do about it?" " Not really. Well, I have to stay with Serena for another seven months so it can all go back to me." He said. " Seven months?!" Scarlett repeated. That's an awfully long and short time. Long enough for Gerald's impression on Serena to change and he decides not to go ahead with the divorce. She can't let that happen! " Are you okay? Are you alright with all of this?" Scarlett asked, walking over to Gerald where