All Chapters of Married To My Best Friend's Husband[Plead To God]: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

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Interrogation

[ALESSIA'S POV]Assistant District Attorney Maria Gonzalez."Mrs. Walker, we need to talk.""About what?""About an allegation we received. Anonymous tip. Claims you've been coaching your son Davison to lie on camera. That the video he posted was scripted by you."My coffee cup stops halfway to my mouth."That's ridiculous.""I agree. But we have to investigate. It's protocol when we receive credible allegations about witness tampering.""Credible? It's an anonymous tip! Probably from Victoria Chen!""We're aware of the source's likely identity. But we still have to follow up. Can you and Davison come to my office today?""You want to question my twelve-year-old son?""Just a few questions. To establish that he made the video of his own volition. That you didn't coach him or manipulate him in any way.""This is exactly what Victoria wants. To make me look guilty even when I'm defending myself.""I understand your frustration. But if we don't investigate, the defense will use it agains

The Truth

[MRS. MARGARET SEAMAN'S POV]I haven't visited Sandra in three weeks.Robert thinks I should go more often. Says she needs family support.But every time I think about driving to that jail, I feel sick.Because I know what she did.I've known for months.And I've said nothing.That makes me complicit.But today, I'm going.Not to support her.To confront her.The county jail is exactly as depressing as I remember.Gray walls. Metal detectors. Guards who look like they've seen too much.I fill out the visitor paperwork with shaking hands.They search me. Check my ID. Lead me to the visiting room.Sandra appears ten minutes later.She looks worse than last time.Thinner. Paler. Broken.The orange jumpsuit swallows her frame.She picks up the phone. I pick up mine."Margaret. I didn't expect to see you.""We need to talk.""About what?""About the truth. About what you did. About what I've been covering up."Her face goes still. "I don't know what you're talking about.""Yes, you do. The

Betrayal

[VICTORIA'S POV]The charges are official.Bribery of a court official. Illegal disclosure of sealed documents. Harassment.My lawyer called this morning. Told me to prepare for arraignment next week."You're looking at felony charges, Victoria. This is serious."I hung up on him.Serious.Everything is serious now.I'm being charged with crimes. Sandra's trial starts in ten days. And Alessia Reed is still walking around free, playing the victim, destroying my best friend's life.This isn't how it was supposed to go.I was supposed to expose her. Prove Sandra's innocence. Save my friend.Instead, I'm the one facing prison time.I pour myself vodka. It's 9 AM, but I don't care.My phone won't stop buzzing. News outlets wanting comments. Former friends asking if I've lost my mind. My firm calling to tell me I'm being put on administrative leave.Everything I built. Twenty years of law practice. A reputation as someone who fights for justice.Gone.Because I tried to help Sandra.No.Not

The Fabrication

[ALESSIA'S POV]My phone wakes me at exactly 6 am. I reach for it with my eyes still closed. See fifty-three missed calls.Diana. Claire. My lawyer. Numbers I don't recognize.Something's wrong.I sit up. Check the news app.The headline makes my blood run cold."News Anchor Alessia Reed Accused of Financial Fraud and Witness Tampering"Below it, another headline."Exclusive Documents Reveal Alessia Reed's Dark Past"And another."Is Alessia Reed the Real Villain in Sandra Seaman Case?"My hands start shaking.I click on the first article.Anonymous sources have provided documentation suggesting that news anchor Alessia Reed may have engaged in financial fraud, witness intimidation, and fabrication of evidence in the ongoing Sandra Seaman trial. Documents obtained by our investigative team show payments to alleged witnesses, offshore bank accounts, and suspicious financial transactions dating back five years.I scroll down.There are documents. Bank statements. Wire transfers. All wit

My Two Sons And Wife

[JEFFREY'S POV]We're on the road within an hour. Alessia sits in the passenger seat, staring out the window. Silent.In the back, Davison and Alexander are plugged into their tablets. Headphones on. Oblivious to the chaos and I hope they stay that way."Did you leave a note for your mom?" I ask Alessia."I texted her. Told her we needed to get away for a few days. Didn't say where.""Good. The fewer people who know, the better.""She'll worry.""Better worried than in danger."Alessia doesn't respond.I check the rearview mirror. No cars following us. At least not that I can see.We've been driving for forty-five minutes. Another hour and fifteen to go.My cabin is in the mountains. Middle of nowhere. No neighbors for miles.I bought it three years ago. An investment property. Someplace quiet to escape when work got overwhelming.Never thought I'd use it to hide my family from a deranged lawyer."Are you sure she doesn't know about the cabin?" Alessia asks."Positive. I never told an

Crush In Jail

[MARCUS'S POV]I've been visiting Sandra every week for three months now. And no one knows. Nit even the media station, my wife or Sandra's family.Just me. Sitting in that visiting room. Watching her through glass.Pretending I'm just concerned. Just being a good colleague. But it's more than that.I've been in love with Sandra Seaman for past five years.Since the day she walked into Channel 7 to apply for the news anchor position.She didn't get it, but Alessia did.But I never forgot her. The way she smiled. The way she carried herself. The confidence.I kept in touch. Told myself it was networking. Professional courtesy.But I knew the truth.I was obsessed.When she started working at the station two years ago, I made sure she got the best assignments. The prime time slots. Everything she wanted.My wife noticed. Asked why I was suddenly so invested in Sandra's career.I told her Sandra had potential. That I was mentoring her.Another lie.The truth is, I would have done anythin

The Betrayal

[ROBERT SEAMAN'S POV]The accountant's report sits on my desk. I've read it three times. But each time i read it the numbers get worse.Three point seven million dollars.Missing from the Seaman Corporation operating accounts over a five-year period.All of it traced back to shell companies registered under Sandra's name.My daughter-in-law.The woman I welcomed into my family.The woman who helped raise my grandson.A thief.I pour myself scotch. It's 10 AM, but I don't care.My CFO, Thomas Chen, sits across from me. He discovered the discrepancy two weeks ago."Are you certain?" I ask."Absolutely certain. The transfers are hidden well. Buried under legitimate expenses. But they're there.""How did she access the accounts?""You gave her power of attorney three years ago. For legal matters. She used it to authorize these transfers."I remember that day. Sandra had just handled a complex lawsuit for us. Saved the company millions.I trusted her. Gave her access.And she robbed me bli

The Forgotten Son

[DAVISON'S POV]No one asks me how I'm doing anymore.They used to. When I was sick and battling with cancer.Everyone asked all the time."How are you feeling, Davison?""Are you okay?""Do you need anything?"But now that I'm better, now that I'm in remission, they don't ask.They're too busy asking about Alexander."Is Alexander adjusting okay?""How's Alexander handling the trial?""What does Alexander need?"It's always Alexander. Never me.I know I shouldn't be jealous. He's going through a lot. His whole life got turned upside down.But my life got turned upside down too.And no one seems to care.I'm in my room doing homework when Mom knocks."Davison? Can I come in?""Yeah."She opens the door. Sits on my bed."How was school?""Fine.""Just fine?""Yeah."She waits. Like she's expecting me to say more.But I don't."Is something wrong?" she asks."No.""You seem quiet lately. Distant.""I'm fine, Mom.""Are you sure? Because if something's bothering you—""I said I'm fine."

The Letter

[ALESSIA'S POV]I can't stop thinking about what Davison said."It feels like I'm invisible sometimes."My twelve-year-old son. The boy who survived cancer. Who saved his brother's life.Feels invisible.Because I've been so consumed with Alexander's drama that I forgot to check on him.What kind of mother does that?I'm lying in bed at 2 AM, staring at the ceiling, when Jeffrey rolls over."You're still awake.""Can't sleep.""Thinking about Davison?""How did you know?""Because I know you. And I know you're probably beating yourself up for not noticing he was struggling."He's right."He thought the cancer was back, Jeffrey. He was in pain for two days and didn't tell me because he didn't want to add more stress.""But he's okay. The tests came back clear.""This time. But what about next time? What if he's really sick and doesn't tell me because he thinks Alexander is more important?"Jeffrey sits up. Turns on the lamp."Alessia, you're a good mother. To both of them.""I don't fe

The Reckoning

[SANDRA'S POV]I sent the letter three days ago and haven't heard anything back. Part of me didn't expect to. Why would Alessia want to meet with the woman who destroyed her life? But another part of me, the desperate part that's been growing stronger every day in this place, hoped she might say yes. That she might give me one last chance to explain myself before the jury decides my fate.Prison is exactly as terrible as I imagined it would be. The food is barely edible, the bed is a thin mattress on a metal frame, and the other inmates range from indifferent to openly hostile. Most of them know who I am. The news anchor kidnapper. The rich lawyer who thought she was above the law. They don't like me, and I can't blame them. I wouldn't like me either.My cellmate is a woman named Rita. She's in her fifties, serving time for armed robbery. She doesn't talk much, which I appreciate. But sometimes at night, when the lights are out and the sounds of the prison settle into an uneasy quiet,

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