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CATALINA

Tears welled up in my eyes as soon as the steel gate opened by a police officer, leading me to the outside world of hell. It feels like a year, even though I was just deprived of my freedom for two months.

I was still confused as to why my case was dismissed. I kept asking the officers what happened to my father's death, but none of them gave me a response.

Was he really poisoned? Who killed him? What's his motive? Or is it because he is a competitive businessman? I know he has a lot of enemies when it comes to the business world.

I really need to talk to the lawyer and police officers who handled the case. But for now, I need to talk to James or Fiona. Maybe they know something too.

I looked around, hoping to find my husband or sister, but there were no familiar faces or cars around.

One car was only parked in front of the penitentiary with a plate number DM000, but I'm not familiar with it.

I hailed a cab and headed first to my villa, where James and I were living. I was about to open the gate, but it suddenly went open and a security guard came out.

"Mr. Cruz."

He stopped. Eyes widened in horror as if he had seen a ghost. "M-Madam?"

"Where's James?"

"I-In the company.”

I nodded and glanced behind him. The house is still the same. But I tilt my head in confusion. It feels like something has changed, but I don't know what that is.

I ignored those weird feelings and went to the company.

I know James was busy taking responsibility for my father's position. But is that a valid reason for him to forget about me? Not for me. He's not answering his phone, the same with Fiona.

Also… he needs to know about my pregnancy.

While on my way to the company, my heart suddenly pounded anxiously. Am I that nervous to see my husband after two months?

I clenched my fist in my chest with a deep sigh, and I looked outside the window. It's been a while since I saw the busy street, the traffic, towering buildings, people wandering on the sidewalk, laughing, gossiping, and some were minding their own business.

I miss this kind of freedom.

Will my life go back to how it used to be?

The car stopped in front of the Gomez Enterprise. Seeing the building made me miss my dad. It seems like he passed away just yesterday.

I got out of the cab before tears streamed out of my face and I reached the entrance. However, as soon as the guard laid his eyes on me, he seemed taken aback at my sudden appearance.

"Ms. Gomez..." He said almost a whisper.

My brows furrowed at what he called me. Why is he calling me Ms. Gomez now?

"Where's James?”

"I-In his office, ma'am."

He hastily opens the glass door as his voice trembles... in fear? What has gotten with people? Do they expect that I won't be able to leave the prison?

The guard led me to the VIP elevator, and I noticed the people's judgmental gaze on me.

Or... Do they believe that I really killed my father?

They must know by now that I got out because I was innocent.

I ignore them and enter the elevator until it reaches the CEO floor. But his office is empty. Where is he? Is he having a meeting outside?

I was about to leave the office to go back home, but I heard a noise coming from the conference room. I shuddered when that noise seemed like a woman sensually moaning.

As I got closer to the door, my jaw clenched when I heard a man curse while moaning.

Those bastards! Is my father's company being converted into a motel?! F*ck!!

I opened the door without knocking, ready to yell at those assholes, but my world shattered at the two people doing something immoral on the table.

I was stunned and numb to see James... and Fiona… naked.

"What the fuck?!” I almost lost my balance and breath as my whole system froze.

They were startled at my sudden appearance, and in a flash, they hastily put their clothes on with widened eyes as if they didn't expect to see me here.

My eyes welled up in tears as my hands clenched in rage. Is this for real? They... they have–

"What the hell are you doing here?!" James roars in fury, ignoring the tears streaming down my face.

Ho-How dare he get mad at me?!

“W-What is this? What the hell did you do behind my back?! A-Are you cheating–”

"Cheating? What a laugh.”

I was taken aback at his little laugh. "Wh-What?"

He scratched his lower lip. "She's single..." pulled Fiona closer, and he shamelessly kissed her in front of me. "And so do I." He continued, which confused me even more.

"What si-single?" I showed him our wedding ring around my finger, chest tightened with all the pain. "DID YOU ALREADY FORGET THAT YOU HAVE A WIFE, WAITING INSIDE THAT GODDAMN PRISON?! AND HERE YOU ARE! STABBING ME BEHIND WITH FIONA! OUT OF ALL PEOPLE, WHY HER?!!"

I threw the wedding ring on his face; Trembling in fury. But he scoffed while staring at the ring, rolling on the floor. And the laughter of Fiona completely made me lose my temper.

An immature bitch!!

My hands clenched as I was ready to give Fiona the lesson she deserved for seducing my husband, but James' next word made me stop in my trance as my heart tore into pieces.

"We're divorced, Catalina.”

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