Chapter 20: A Visit From The Dead

Susan's POV

Should Ethan discover that I went to his Father for assistance, he's most likely to divorce him.

That shows how much resentment he has for his Father.

“Let's just go to your place for now. You need all the rest In the world,” Paul suggested in a soft tone.

The things I said to him really got into his head and made him weak.

He couldn't even look at me in the eyes.

Poor him!

He must hate me right now

His attitude made me so emotional that I couldn't even leave immediately.

My hands kept trembling behind the wheel.

And my legs? I could barely feel them anymore.

Deep down, I knew I needed to apologize.

Paul just wanted to help and I treated him like a piece of shit.

I didn't even acknowledge his contribution to Ethan's release.

If it wasn't for him, I wouldn't have approached Maria for the second time

And without making that decisive move, Ethan is most likely to spend more nights In detention.

“I'm sorry for speaking to you in that tone of voice.

I had no idea what came into me,” I finally summoned all the courage I needed to acknowledge my wrongdoings.

It was a difficult thing to do. I barely apologize even when I'm wrong.

But with Paul, I was willing to make an exception.

“It's fine.

There's no need to apologize. Your actions are justified.

You did what every caring wife will do for their husband. I would do worse in your situation,” Paul said.

He accepted my apologies without grudges when I thought he was going to make a scene out of it.

I became teary and broken.

Regardless, I was still able to stop myself from crying.

“Thank you so much, Paul. Your cousin is so lucky to have you in his life. You're the last good man on earth,” I sang Paul's praises.

It was needed from me. I wasn't going to let the opportunity slip away from me this time.

“Can we go now?

I mean, to your place,”

Paul asked.

He still managed to stay calm after everything.

“Sure!” I smiled.

It was genuine this time.

I drove us to Ethan's residence on Paul's orders.

Immediately we arrived at our mansion, I sensed an oddity hovering around, but I couldn't wrap my head around it.

Paul noticed my strange behavior and called my attention.

“Is there something wrong? I noticed the mood change the moment we got here,”

“Nah! I am fine,

Let's just go inside and think of ways to find Ethan,” I lied.

I really required someone to talk to but where do I start from?

I don't even know what the heck is wrong with me.

As we got inside the house, we saw something that scared Paul and me.

As we shared a telling look, we cleaned the dirt in our eyes to be certain we weren't misled.

“Is this a dream?

No, it can't be possible.” I was the first to speak while Paul was still struggling to find his tongue.

“Y'all Surprised to see me right?” Ethan asked with a laugh of mockery.

I would have laid down my life for this moment not to happen.

Paul and I were excited to see Ethan out of prison but not in this manner.

He left the prison unannounced only to show up in the house like a smuggler.

“Aren't you excited to see me, Paul? Come give me a hug,” Ethan smiled.

He widened his arms as Paul stepped forward to embrace him while I stood there wondering what was happening.

“How did you get out?

We went to the station to pick you up after leaving Maria's mansion. Unfortunately, the cop said you left without saying a word.

It was difficult for us to believe,” Paul asked. He spoke my mind.

I was about to ask the same question

“Actually, my lawyer showed up and hastened my release.

I couldn't reach out to anyone because my phone was with Susan.

He drove me home afterward,” Ethan narrated.

After listening to him, I realized that I'd made the biggest mistake with Maria.

The bitch fooled us into believing that she was responsible for Ethan's release

For once in my life, I got played by someone who was on my beck and call a few years ago.

When I didn't see her make any call, I should have known that she was up to mischief

“It's good to have you back, honey.

I've missed you so much,”

I rushed to embrace Ethan firmly without minding how horrible he stunk.

I kissed him on the lips to distract him from asking about his release.

It worked for a couple of seconds.

After a few minutes, Ethan pulled me aside.

“Hold on a sec!

You guys visited Maria's mansion and pleaded for my release?

And you returned to come pick me up? That doesn't make sense,” Ethan mumbled.

He was trying to get a clear understanding

I got closer to him to cause a major distraction, but he snubbed me.

“Don't do that, Susan.

I haven't hit you before. And please don't make me start now,”

I shivered like a drenched hen

I could feel my spirit leaving my body due to fear.

“What was the agreement between you and Maria? I know Maria too well.

She won't release me like that without a deal. So start talking now,” Ethan asked calmly.

He might be calm, but he is still more dangerous than ever. I knew too well not to get closer to him.

“Hey, cuz.

Can we not discuss this now?

You've been through hell over the last few days.

You need all the rest you can get,” Paul stood in for my sake. I've been waiting for him to make that move.

“Don't you dare tell me what to do, Paul?

Just so you know, you're part of this too.

Tell me what I need to know, and we don't have to fuss over this,” Ethan demanded.

Not even the intervention from his cousin could make him change his mind.