Semua Bab DEADLY SEDUCTION : Bab 111 - Bab 120

CHAPTER 111“All rise. The superior court is now in session, with the honourable Judge Freda Wilkinson presiding.”Elena watched the bailiff shout the words at the top of his voice, above the din of the noise in the courtroom.The judge entered the room at that moment, and Elena wriggled her hands nervously as she glanced at the judge. Before the case, she had read about Mrs. Freda Wilkinson. She was known to be sympathetic towards women that were abused, and was known to be one of the toughest judges in the country.Her divorce cases were always done with caution, making sure that both petitioner and respondent were treated properly.Elena glanced at her unsmiling face, and felt relieved.She knew she was staring at a woman who couldn't be shaken by Alex's influence or bought by his money.“You may be seated. We are here for Greyson versus Greyson, Case 88-CD-1165. Counsels, please state your appearances.”Elena turned to her lawyer, Mr. Clarkson, who stood, adjusting his glasses and

Elena stepped down from the stand, tired and defeated.“Are you alright?”Mr. Clarkson asked her, his hand on her shoulder worriedly. She nodded, and even without being told, Elena knew she was as white as a ghost. That was the only reason her lawyer would ask her if she was okay.“It's okay, I'm fine.”She had barely sat down when the judge asked that Alex could mount the stand for his examination.At that moment, she heard noises coming from the door of the court, and turned around just in time to see Malik enter. He made his way to where Claudia was sitting as quietly as possible, and smiled at her when their eyes finally met.She smiled back exhaustedly, wishing that he had been in the crowd while she was answering the questions Sean had bombarded her with. He was her only form of support system apart from Claudia.Maybe, just maybe, if he had been in the front row, she would've been able to answer the questions courageously.Sean's examination didn't take time.“The petitioner ca

Alex knew that the question had been coming. But there was nothing he could do to stop it. He glanced at Sean, and somewhat regretted the fact that he hadn't been prepped for the possible questions Elena's lawyer was going to ask him. At that moment, he looked lost, tired even. “Mr. Greyson?”“I hit her once. Just once, out of anger and the inability to control my emotions.”An uproar came from the crowd and Judge Freda slammed her gavel in a bid to control the noise.“Three more questions before you can leave the stand, Mr. Greyson.”Mr. Clarkson looked like a man who was enjoying himself and every bit of the examination. Alex, on the other hand, felt like a man who had been corned. So far, his examination was the worst of the two between him and Elena. “Mr. Greyson, can you describe what happened on the day your wife decided that she was going to get a divorce?”Alex nodded, acknowledging that the question was safe enough for him to answer without giving it much thought. “It w

The night was quiet. Too quiet.The air was cool, soft, and gentle as it blew through the half–opened window. The moonlight flowed into Elena’s room like a silver river, touching her skin, her hair, her pillow.Everything felt peaceful and calm as laid on her side, curled on the bed.After the long day in court, her body had been trembling nonstop. She couldn’t forget the look on Alex’s face no matter how much she tried. Malik knew this so he choose to stay behind.He laid beside her, patting her to sleep. His hand was warm above hers. He brushed her hair gently.No matter how much she repeatedly told him she was fine, he still stayed.She hugged him, curling herself in his embrace.Malik didn’t hesitate to wrapped his arms around her.For a moment, Elena felt safe, protected and secured.She smiled softly as she buried her face on his chest.It was late at the middle of the night when Elena woke up slightly.Something felt different.She wasn’t fully awake, her mind drifted between

Malik’s apartment was in total turmoil.Nothing was in its right place anymore. It was as quiet as a graveyard but yet the air felt so disturbed. Like something terrible had already happened and was still happening at the same time.Claudia paced around the living room endlessly, her steps quick and uneven. She bit her lips continuously. Worry and concern filled her face. She looked restless and unsettled. Her hands shook each time she rubbed them together.She could not stay still.Malik, on the other side of the sitting room, sat on one of the cushions near the wall. He looked calm, but it was the kind of calm that comes before something breaks. His elbows rested on his knees. His hands were clasped tightly together.Anyone who truly knew him could see it.He was more worried than anyone else in the room.Mr. Clarkson sat opposite him, phone pressed tightly to his ear. His voice was controlled, but his eyes betrayed him.“Yes… thank you,” he said slowly. “Please, we will be waiting