"I don't know what you are talking about." "What do you take me for? A fool?" "Look, I love you, Bea, and I don't want you to doubt that." "You love me?" "Yes, I do." "So what's the plan? Make me the second woman in your life? Manipulate me and take all my money?" "Wait, does your baby mama or should I say your wife, does she know about me? How she's carrying your child and you spend the time somewhere else, fucking me?" "Does she know that you promised to get married to me? That was never going to happen right? You were only saying that to keep deceiving me to keep getting what I have, didn't you?" "I don't know where you got all this information from, babe." "Everything, it was all a lie! You never loved me. You used me. Whenever you said you were out late working or on a business trip, you were actually with your family." "What did I do to deserve such humiliation from you? Tell me. What did I do? Why do you hate me so much to hurt me this way?" She cried, "Look, Bea, I w

Four Weeks Later. Getting down at her bus stop, Beatrice started humming to her favourite song as took steps towards her apartment which was just a nine-minute walk from there. It was late and she couldn't wait to get settled for the night. She bought dinner on her way to avoid cooking so the plan was to take a shower, eat, probably watch a movie, and have a long sleep since the next day was her day off. Hardly had Beatrice entered her apartment and gotten settled when her phone buzzed in her bag. She reached for it, frowned at the unknown caller ID, but picked up the call anyway. "Good evening, Ma. Am I on to Miss Beatrice?" "Good evening, I'm Beatrice. How may I help you?" She responded in confusion as it was so hard to witness an unsaved caller talking with so much respect. "Oh, good. I called to ask when you will be available to come take your measurements for your dress and also discuss the style you want. We are ready to show you all of our best designs from our catalogs."

"She's fine, Sir. She came back from work a while ago." "Did she change her number because I've been trying to reach out to her and her number isn't going through." "No sir, She still uses the Same number. Perhaps you should keep trying." Dan had no idea what to say anymore so he ended the call. He tried Beatrice's number almost immediately but it didn't go through. He kept his phone aside and continued to take off his clothes. He took a shower, changed into fresh clothes, and instantly got into bed. He had never missed anyone the way he missed her and he would never admit it. ................ Since it was her day off, Beatrice slept away all her tiredness and eventually stood up from bed at 11. She cleaned up her house after which she decided to take the trash out and then make breakfast. Before she could step out of her door, her eyes met with a big white envelope on the floor. She went to dump the trash and then came back to it. She picked up the envelope and then went back in

Hi Guys, if you started reading this book before 4th December, 2023, please you need to read again from Chapter 1 so you won't get confused because this book was rewritten. Thank you. …………………………………"Why the hell are you all even friends when you can't tell each other the truth?" Gina said to Henry. They were outside the office building, waiting for Gina's driver to bring the car over. "You know how stubborn Dan can be. I mostly don't know anything he does until after he has done the act." "I feel so terrible right now. It's so traumatizing to think that my son is involved in this kind of act. I really don't know what to say. My head feels so heavy." Gina said, trying so hard not to tear up. "I perfectly understand you, Gina. But please try to stay calm. I know how you feel because it's affecting my personality too. Beatrice wouldn't even talk to me because she believes I'm no different from Dan since I'm his friend." I'm sorry you feel terrible but the truth is just that Dan is a

"Why are you smiling so brightly?" Bea asked her bestie who was chuckling, replying to a text on her phone."You should come to the club tonight."Beatrice frowned at her. "Have I ever had any reason to be there?""Come on, don't act like it's a bad place. Besides, you were there a few months back.""Yeah," Beatrice rolled her eyes. "That was because I got a call that you were drunk. Obviously, someone had to bring you home.""You don't need to throw it at my face.""I would rather stay at home and die of boredom than to be in a crowded place filled with intimidating people, booze, and loud music.""Wow! Never knew you hated me and my job!'"No, I don't. I would rather lay on my couch than to be there.""No problem, I'll tell Dax that you said you would rather lay on your old couch than to come to his party."Bea turned her attention away from her phone. "It's Dax's birthday?""Yes, and he's throwing a party at the club. Free drinks for everyone in the general lounge.""I'm just recov