Semua Bab It's Too Late Now: Bab 81 - Bab 90

•Cassie POV•I blinked to make sure what I was seeing wasn’t from the haze of the alcohol I had drunk as I shoved my hand through my hair.I scrolled through the pictures and in every single one of them there was Jerald, holding another woman with red hair by the waist, smiling. There was one where he was kissing her with so much passion.Another had him on the bed, bare, their naked bodies entangled in so much tension. I still couldn’t believe what I was seeing even though I was staring right at it. It felt like I was seeing things.Beneath the message was written, {Thank you for letting my love come back to me}.I scoffed, moving my hand across the picture to zoom in. My heart thudded in my chest as I shook my head. “This can’t be Jerald,” I mumbled. “It can’t be.”I tried to remember what Jerlad had said to me before he left the house for New York, how he told me that his company over there was almost burnt down. For the past seven years I had been married to Jerald, he had never o

•Cassie POV•A knock on the door pulled me out of sleep, and I slowly opened my eyes, staring at it for a few seconds before I was fully awake. My head felt heavy, and my body didn’t want to move.The door creaked open gently and Ava stepped in, her hand still resting on the doorknob. “Sorry for waking you up from sleep, ma’am,” she said softly.I pushed myself up, brushing my hair away from my face and tucking it behind my ears. “You did wake me up, but it’s fine,” I mumbled, though the dull ache in my head reminded me that it wasn’t really fine. I had drunk too much the previous night, and the headache was the price for it. But that wasn’t even the worst part. The moment my mind became clear, the picture flashed in my head again, followed by the memory of another lady answering Jerald’s call.“So sorry,” Ava repeated. “Mrs. Angela was worried that you didn’t come down for dinner, and she asked me to check on you since breakfast is ready.”“I’ll be down soon,” I replied, my eyes drif

•Scott POV• I drove down the road, my heart beating so fast it almost matched my speed. I couldn’t believe I almost got into an accident. The way the driver had tried to hit my car clearly showed he was sending a warning. I shoved my hand through my hair and gripped the steering wheel with the other, steadying my breathing. I thought about going to the cops to report the incident, but with the recent claims and my time in jail, I didn’t think they would take me serious. I turned into the nearest lane to Charles’s house as I dialed his number. He picked on the second ring, his voice calm as he spoke. “Hey Scott.” “Are you at home?” I asked hastily, trying to catch my breath. “Yes. What happened? You sound like you’ve been chased by a cheetah for hours,” he said with a slight chuckle. “I’m heading to your house now,” I muttered, ignoring his teasing as I looked through the rearview mirror to make sure I wasn’t being followed. “Okay, can you get some pretzels when you’re c

•Cassie POV•"The little rabbit didn’t know what would happen next, but he trusted his gut that it would be good," I read softly as I closed the storybook and brushed my finger against Cara’s hair.Her lips curled into a smile. "Mommy, when will Daddy be back?"I tucked the strand obstructing her view as she lay on the bed, her little rabbit bunny clutched to her chest. "Sweetheart, your dad will be back tomorrow."Her eyes brightened with excitement and she shifted softly. "Can Daddy read a bedtime story to me tomorrow night? It’s been long since he read me a bedtime story."I took her little hand in mine, brushing my thumb against it. "Of course, my love. He will. I’ll let him know that you miss his deep storytelling voice.""Isn’t she a cutie, my little Cara," I mimicked Jerald’s manly voice and it made Cara chuckle. "Now sweetie, it’s time for you to go to bed. You have to go to school tomorrow.""Okay, Mommy," she muttered, and I watched as she closed her eyes. I stood up from th

•Cassie POV•"Mommy, I don't like that man," Cara mumbled, resting her head on my thigh. Her little fingers played with a loose strand of my hair.But my mind wasn’t with her.I couldn’t stop thinking about Scott and how he kept showing up, always trying to get my attention. It was too much. Today, I didn’t even have the strength to argue.My thoughts were full of Jerlad. I kept hoping the photo was just my imagination. That the video was not real. That everything would disappear if I stopped thinking about it.The car door opening pulled me out of my thoughts. I scoffed when Scott’s words replayed in my head.>>"I’m not giving up on you. You can run, you can hide, but you’re mine. And I’ll be here when you’re ready to come home."’s face came into my mind again, and fear followed. What if my m