All Chapters of Rebirth of the naive maid: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Martha's p o.vMy eyes opened wide and my ears swivelled at what Ethan had just said. "Jane's what?""She's been arrested, Martha. And currently at the station.""What—How? What has she done?" I stuttered between words. "What could have warranted for her arrest?"Ethan blew out loudly through his mouth. "Murder."His head bobbed and his expression darkened and spoke of nothing but surpressed anger. "She had killed Hailey."My hands flew to my mouth, unable to believe my ears. I have known Jane to be as despicable and horrible as I am, but never in a thousand years would I have ever thought that she would turn out to be a murderer. "She did what Ethan?!"He scoffed. "Knowing she had killed Hailey and I had caught her red handed and had purposely smashed that vase on my head to let me take the fall and still have the nerves to tell it to my face every day that she loves me is what baffles me, Martha." I could perceive Ethan trying to control his residing anger. His hand raked back his h

Ethan's p.o.vThe hospital room was dimly lit with only a faint hum of machines and drips breaking the silence. Jane had broken down again and her current mental condition requires she stays in the hospital for the meantime. I sat beside her bed, staring blankly at her pale face. I never knew she had IED until now and that fueled my anger the more.I felt my jaw clenched at the mere sight of her as she lay before me, a stranger in all but name.My mind wandered back to the day it all unraveled. The day she had killed Hailey, leaving me unconscious purposely on the crime scene. The day my life turned upside down. I remembered the pain, the confusion, the feeling of being lost and alone if not for my friends advices and help. But most of all, I remembered the shock of discovering that she had been the one behind the crime, not some unknown assailant.The investigation had been blur, but the outcome was clear. The truth had come to light, and the world knew that I was innocent, that I ha

Freya's p.o.vDamian dropped me gently and my feet landed softly on the marble floor in our bedroom. I felt an ugly shiver run down my spine as his thumb caressed my cheek, his manly hand cupping my side of the face."Thank you, Freya," he said. "You have no idea how much this means to me. Thank you for finally giving me a chance."Although he doesn't know it yet that the reason I had agreed to the marriage was because of his ailing health and the little time he has left before the disease completely take over.But this is a man who had seen me, held me up and believed in me when no one did yet he chose to keep his pain away from me. Honestly, I'd do this over again just to make the last years of his life memorable.I held Damian's hand as his thumb continued to caress my face sending shots of shivers all over my body. "I love you, Damian. I really do. And thank you being the best partner and father to my child. I couldn't have asked for anything more."My wedding gown was strapless,

Ethan's p.o.vThe more revelations I hear Juliana expose, the more I hold on tight for sanity sake. "What?!" Her face squeezed into an interrogating grimace. "You mean you didn't send any of those, Ethan? Because there's absolutely no way you didn't or couldn't have."I flipped my hair roughly to the back, perplexed. "I swear, Juliana. I swear on my dead parents graves that I know absolutely nothing about these letter. The first day I ever got a letter from Freya, I had intended to send some only to be met with heartbreaking words. I mean why would I be asking of my own child now and not the very first day I met her at your wedding with Mark? I'm sure if not for the person that had sent me that anonymous letter about my child with her, I probably wouldn't have known."I find myself literally streaming tears, completely broken in front of Juliana as I felt the redness of my own face. But I couldn't care.I just need to know if Freya has been lying to me or not about Junior. Those blu

Ethan's p.o.vI pulled over at a distance from afar as I wait for Freya's car to pass by so I can pull my usual trick on the old man again.But hours passed by and I couldn't see any traces of her car, or her, coming forth.Damn it! She ought to have been back. It's evening already. Or perhaps, she had returned earlier today.Impatient and by the look of the weather, I hopped out of my car and strode towards the gateman at the entrance."Good day, Sir," I greeted but not without a confident and convincing smile curling up my lips."Hello, Master. How is it going?" The old man retorted, reciprocating with a smile. His eyes narrowed as his gaze met mine. "Wait, I think know you. You are Mrs. Freya's....Uhm...""Worker," I lied, reminding him. "And I have come to deliver some files she had asked me to."The old man's silence left me guessing like a fool and his gawk at me was a complete definition of 'you sure about that?'"Everything alright —Sir?" my tone was neutral."Are you sure, M