"Why didn't you tell me that Rosaline has woken up?" Zara asked in a whisper. She was on a phone call with the thug she had sent to kill Rosaline."You're lucky I was not caught. Because if I had been caught, I would make sure you go down with me.""You failed to inform that the bitch was awake. And now you're threatening me?" Zara asked angrily. Her voice was a bit loud, this time. She shut her mouth immediately when she realized that her voice had sounded louder than she intended "Listen, send my payment right away. And do not ever call me to rant again.""Fuck you," Zara cursed and hung up. She turned around and saw Rosaline watching her from inside the room. She put her phone into her pocket, pushed open the glass door that adjoined the balcony with the room, and entered."Are you okay?" Rosaline asked.Zara smiled at her and said."Yeah… I'm good," Zara replied."Oh, I thought I heard you shout earlier. Are you sure you're okay?" Rosaline asked again. Zara bobbed her head. Then

"Good morning, my gem," Frederick said with a smile. Rosaline smiled and greeted him too. Both lay on the bed in a comfortable silence. After a while, Rosaline asked:"Aren't you going to the office today?"Frederick grinned."Why should I? I told you I've made enough money to last me a lifetime.Rosaline glared at him."Be serious, Fred."Frederick smiled and shrugged. Rosaline glared at him again and got off the bed. Frederick lay there looking at her and smiling like a fool."Why are you staring at me like that?" Rosaline asked. Instead of replying, Frederick licked his lips and continued staring. Rosaline looked down at herself, to know why he was gazing at her like she was a hot meal."You..perv," she said when realized that she was stark naked. She pulled the duvet from Frederick and covered herself.She entered the bathroom to have a bath. Before she could shut the door, Frederick came in."Let's shower together."Rosaline nodded and both proceeded to bathe together. After show

"Zara is Justina Powells. A murderer who escaped prison.""What!" Frederick shouted in surprise."Zara is what?" He asked, still finding it hard to believe what Hailey just said."Don't be too shocked Fred, she hid her identity so well. If not that I had overheard her discussion with that man that day, I would not have known.""How did you even find out all this?" Frederick asked. Still doubting the authenticity of this new revelation.Hailey went ahead to tell them how she discovered that Zara was Justina Powells. "After discovering her identity that day, I met a private investigator. And together we uncovered more truth about her.""You mean what you just said isn't all?" Frederick questioned."Of course. How do you think she was able to move around freely, after escaping prison?" Hailey asked."I hope it is not what I'm thinking," Frederick said. At this point, his head was throbbing. How could he date a murderer?"If you are thinking of plastic surgery. Then you're right. She cha

Frederick went round the whole house as he searched for Rosaline. He even entered Zara's room but didn't find her. Frederick went down the stairs and woke Isaac up."Where is my wife?" he asked."She is upstairs in your room," Isaac replied sleepily."She isn't there," Frederick replied. Isaac didn't say another word. Frederick looked down at him, only to see him fast asleep.Frederick vigorously shook him."I'm telling you that my wife is missing and you're sleeping!!" Frederick barked in anger and frustration. He silently prayed that Rosaline was safe wherever she was."Sir, have you called her on the phone? Maybe she left to get fresh air. Don't you know that being cooked up in here all day is tiring and stressful," Isaac said and yawned.Frederick palmed his face. He had completely forgotten about phone calls. Rosaline's absence from the mansion has disoriented him. He pulled out his phone and dialed her line. The phone rang but there was no response. He kept calling, and the phone

Rosaline stared blankly at the door. She found it hard to believe that Frederick had walked out, without bothering to explain things to her. And worst of all, he made it look as if she was the one at fault, he had made her seem like the guilty one. Her mind was in turmoil and her emotions twirled like a whirlpool. She felt wronged. Hell, she wasn't the one who had sex with an ex, so why should Frederick blame her? And trust, what has trust got to do with something she saw with her bare eyes? Sonia had talked about trust and now Frederick had also said the same. Did they expect her to overlook such a horrendous video, all in the name of trust? Hell, she was a human being with emotions. She doubted that anyone would be able to wait for their spouse to get home and explain things. At that moment of thinking, her phone rang loudly. Pulling her out of her thoughts. She checked the caller. And once again, it was her lawyer. She ignored the call and put her phone on silent mode. She didn't w