All Chapters of She Came Back to Burn: The Return of the Amnesiac Wife.: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

~Edgar~My nails dug into my flesh. I assessed her, looking for something, anything to help me understand what the hell she was thinking. On some days, she acted really weird. Like the time she almost gave me a heart attack at Sullivan’s. Or the day she made that heart-wrenching speech at the auction. And now. It had been doubting if everything I knew about her was nothing but a lie.I didn’t want to believe that it was. Things were better that way.“Come on, Edgar,” she huffed. “I’m curious. I have always wanted to ask you this question. You get really agitated when I discuss certain things, like murder. It shows that you’re reacting to something, right?”“Shut up!” I snap before I can stop myself. I shouldn’t be so riled up. This is the perfect opportunity to ask for forgiveness so she can get me out, but I can't control my anger. I take a deep breath and lower my head. “Why haven’t you made any move to get me out of here?”Her eyes widened. She straightened, staring at me in confus

~Arya~I expected him to strike that low, so it didn’t even come as a shock at all. I chuckled, rolling my eyes.But Regina wasn’t as calm as I was. She sprang to her feet and lunged towards Jones. “What the heel has her amnesia got to do with this, you idiot? Do you officers lose your conscience when you get your fucking badges.”“Mrs Vale, language, please.”I had to separate them. Regina was fuming. She shoved me away gently and balled her hands into tight fists. I was the one meant to lose it, not here. But I definitely appreciated the good gesture.“I’m sorry, Arya. The fucker pisses me off.”“Lanuguage,” jones repeated in a warning tone. “If you keep speaking to me like that, i’ll have to interview your client without you.”“You know that’s illegal, especially if she doesn’t want it.”Jones was unfazed. He lowered himself back into his seat, staring at her. “Wanna know what else is illegal? Obstruction of justice. I’ve always known you to be logical, Mrs Vale. don’t ruin that i

~Arya~I sighed and turned away from him to stare out the window. I didn't want to think about his words. They were the truth, but I couldn't bear to think about that. Maybe I wanted to let my revenge get the best of me. Maybe I wanted to be meaner than I was, to show the people who wronged me that they weren't the only ones who had the capacity to be wicked too. If a chance like that ever arose, I knew I'd snatch it without wasting time.“Don’t teach me how to live my life, Lucien.”“I’m not.” He paused, hesitating. He was having a hard time picking his words. “You have so many people who will be glad to help you if you let us in. Your father wants to destroy Edgar and Lina. Your mother hates their very existence. You have me, Arya. I don’t need to remind you of the things I can do for you.”Tears stung my lids. I blinked repeatedly, holding them back. I knew Lucien. He had taken the fall for so many mistakes I made back in the past. I was well aware of how far he’d go for me, and t

~Arya~“What are you doing?” Lucien questioned as soon as we were out of the lab. I squeezed the result sheet I was holding into a ball and tossed it into a bin in front of the building. Then I spun on my feet to flash Lucien a sweet smile.“What do you mean?”He slid his hands into his pockets, glancing around to check if we had company. “Why did you lie?”“About what?”“You said you saw it on your car. Arya, you heard the man. It’s a dangerous substance that shouldn’t be messed with.”“You don’t need to repeat everything he said to me. I’m not deaf.”He raked his fingers through his hair in frustration. “For Pete’s sake, Arya. What’s going through your head?”“Nothing,” I replied with a careless shrug. “Lucien, have I done something wrong?”“You’re putting yourself in danger if you don’t report Lina to the authorities now. Why are you hiding her wrong doings?”Because I wanted them to backfire? I wanted to use them against her? I wanted to show her that she wasn’t the only one who c

~Arya~Except the PI I hired to look into Lina's past was wrong, then she was lying. She didn’t have a father. She grew up in an orphanage with no knowledge of family. What ‘father’s stash’ was she talking about now?And the wine? It was undoubtedly fake. She probably thought since I had amnesia, I wouldn't be able to deduce that. Pamela wasn’t well versed in wines, so he was easy to deceive. Lina cooked up all that century old story to make the wine appealing enough for me to drink. That way, her plan would work without too many problems.She opened the wine and poured it into the three glasses set out in front of each of us. I moved the glass away from my face and drew the meal closer.“Lina, I hope you know I can't trust you easily.”Her hands clenched, but ehr smile stayed in place. “Why?”“Because it’s strange and careless too. For all I know, you could have poisoned this food.”“You already took a bite, Arya,” Pamela remarked. “If you really didn’t trust her, you wouldn't have e