Masuk° Jeremy's POV°All I did was to grit my teeth in rage as I had witnessed Claire humiliate the woman I love.And the worst feeling was the fact that I did nothing to protect her or whatever.Funny enough how family and loved ones can make a man so weak and sacrificial.I hated her. I hated Claire more than anything in the world, and I had plenty of time to show that hatred.I wiped my lips with the back of my hand before lifting Amy into my arms, I gently placed her in the back seat while Eli looked with worry etched in his eyes.I signaled Marcus to get in quickly as I shut the door behind Amy.I walked up to Claire who still refused to get rid of the smile on her face.“You're going to pay for this,” I swore.“In bed, don't you think?” She giggled, as I shook my head in disbelief.“You're a cheap slut who'd throw herself on any man.” I told her.“Look who's talking.” She laughed, “If you learned how to keep your dick in check, maybe you wouldn't have met me and promised me love. Unl
°Amy's POV° "Ten minutes to give me what I want" She continued. "And what is that?" Jeremy asked. "I want you to marry me," she said. For a moment, I honestly thought I'd heard her wrong. The morning breeze moved gently through the trees around the driveway, but none of us seemed to notice it. Jeremy stared at Claire, his brows drawn together as though he was waiting for her to laugh and admit that she'd been joking. She didn't. Instead, Claire smiled. "This is insane," Jeremy scoffed. "No, Jeremy. Insane would be thinking I came here without knowing exactly what I wanted." She chuckled and shook her head. "Oh my…" Her eyes moved briefly to me before returning to him. "You marry me, and I keep quiet. You walk away from this deal, and I tell the council everything I know." She glanced at Marcus, then back at me. "Everything." Jeremy's jaw tightened. His gaze shifted toward the car. Eli was sitting inside, completely unaware of what was happening. He had hi
°Amy’s POV°Jeremy was the first to get off the car, and I followed suit, Eli still remained intact with his seatbelt.The woman stepped out of the car, and the moment I saw her face, my stomach dropped.Claire?I had not seen her since before my marriage to Jeremy, but I knew that face too well. I looked at Jeremy, and the way he had gone still told me he was thinking the same thing I was thinking.Claire shut her car door and glanced at the luggage beside Marcus's Mercedes. Her eyes moved to the back seat where Eli was waiting, then slowly returned to Jeremy.A smirk tugged at her one corner of her lips."On the run?" She asked as Jeremy stepped away from me to face her."You don't have to do this." he told her.Claire walked toward us, sliding her hands into the pockets of her white furry coat."I told you I was going to come back for you. You're going to pay dearly for choosing that whore over me.” She scoffed, “Oh, you thought my father let it slide after you broke the alliance
°Amy’s POV°The noise woke me up before the sun had properly risen.At first, I thought one of the maids had come into the room by mistake. I kept my eyes closed, listening to the soft sounds around me—the opening and closing of drawers, the rustle of clothes, the occasional dull thump against the marble tiled floor. It took me a few seconds to realize that the sounds were coming from our bedroom.I turned under the covers and opened my eyes.Jeremy stood beside the wardrobe as I faced his back, he was still dressed in yesterday's clothes. One of my dresses hung over his arm while he leaned into the wardrobe, searching through the clothes as though he had done it a hundred times before as an opened suitcase sat on the bed, already half-filled.I watched him for a moment, trying to understand what I was seeing."What are you doing?" I asked.He turned at the sound of my voice, and for a second there was something almost guilty in his expression. It disappeared quickly, replaced by the
°Amy's POV°I could barely stay calm.Jeremy's hand tightened around the steering wheel as he drove, his eyes fixed on the road. Neither of us had spoken since we'd left, and the silence between us had become so heavy that I found myself listening to the sound of the engine simply because I needed something to focus on.I kept looking at the time,then at the road, then at the time again."How far?" I asked, although I already knew the answer wouldn't be what I wanted to hear."Five minutes." He replied quickly."That's too long." I said as I let out a deep breath.His foot pressed harder on the accelerator, and I looked out of the car window as the trees blurred past us, five minutes had never felt so long in my life , every second we spent on the road was another second our son was alone in that house with people who had come looking for him.I panicked as my fingers dug into my palm."Amy.” He called as I looked at him….His eyes stayed on the road, but there was a tension in his fa
° Amy's POV°For several seconds, I simply stood there, staring at Jeremy.My husband.The man I had trusted with everything.... again.The man who had looked me in the eyes countless times and told me there was nothing to worry about.And all this time, he had known.He had known about me.He had known about Eli.He had known what would happen if anyone discovered the truth about us and he had said nothing.My eyes burned with tears.I shook my head slowly."No." I said, finding it hard to believe whatever my ears had just heard.Jeremy took a step toward me."Amy—""Don't." I said, raising my right hand as he stopped, that single word seemed to hit him harder than anything else could have.I wrapped my arms around myself, trying to hold myself together."How long?" I asked.He didn't answer immediately and that hesitation was enough….My heart sank."How long have you known?""Amy, I was trying to protect you.""How long?"He lowered his gaze."Since the night I saved Eli."I stared
° Amy's POV.° Maybe he was right… maybe this was my sin. But then again, sins always leave a mark. The morning light didn’t feel warm. It felt like judgment—peeking through the curtains, touching the bite on my collarbone, the bruises on my hips, and the fading flush still lingering on my che
°Amy’s POV °I ran out of the crowd, away from the shame , away from the condemning eyes of students, teachers and…parents…It was a relief at that moment that Mom didn't attend.I ran as fast as I could, locking myself in the girls restroom as I ran to the sink.I switched on the faucet letting th
°Jeremy’s POV°The hand on my shoulder was soft. Too soft. For half a second my chest caved in, hoping, begging. But when I turned, golden eyes weren’t waiting for me.She wasn’t Amy.The girl staring back was about my age. Red hair, bright, sharp eyes. Pretty in a way that made people look twice,
°Amy's POV ° I didn't think it was a great idea to go to school, not that it wasn't a great idea, I didn't want to. Not after yesterday, Gia wouldn't stop tugging at my mind. “You lustful thing, haven't you had a taste of him?!” I yelled at her, tugging at my hair, wishing that I could just pull







