Todos los capítulos de The Wife They Tried To Bury : Capítulo 121 - Capítulo 130

Reed's Point of View"Чёрт возьми..." The Russian curse tore from my throat before I even realized I'd spoken. Ten minutes…I had been gone for ten miserable minutes. Nova was laughing, stealing popcorn from my bowl, pouting because I wouldn't let her eat nothing but junk food for another day. Ten minutes later...She had looked at me as though I had murdered every dream she'd ever carried.I gripped the steering wheel until my knuckles turned white. "How the hell did she leave without anyone knowing?!" I barked into the phone…silence came, then useless apologies. "I don't want apologies!" My voice exploded through the car. "I want answers!"The gates opened, I didn't even wait for the car to stop rolling before jumping out. The guards stiffened, every one of them suddenly found the ground fascinating. "What exactly do I pay you people for?" I snapped. "A woman walks out of my house in tears and none of you can explain why?"Nobody answered, my voice kept bursting in the air, but not a

Nova's point of view I stared at my reflection for several seconds, saying nothing, seeing nothing. My fingers tightened around the edge of the dressing table until my knuckles whitened. “You’re strong enough to get through this, Nova.”My voice sounded steadier than I felt, I drew in a slow breath. “You’re strong enough to survive this.”I repeated it, almost as though saying it enough times would make it true, but then, my eyes dropped. I swallowed hard, fighting the familiar sting behind my eyes.No…not again, I had cried enough. I had cried until my head hurt, until my eyes burned…until sleep became something my body begged for but my mind refused to give me.I lifted my head again.I didn’t die when Margaret made my life unbearable. I didn’t die when Keal betrayed me. My reflection stared back at me.I didn’t die when I walked out of Keal’s house with nothing but a suitcase and tears in my eyes.I reached for my comb. So I definitely won’t die because of this.I dragged the comb

Nova's point of view I pulled my arm against myself. “Don't care about me. Don't worry about me. Don't do anything.”I stared directly into his eyes. “Just get out of my sight.”Something in his expression broke, but he stepped back. For once, he didn't follow me, I turned and walked away before my knees could betray me again. I grabbed my bag the moment I reached my office, “I'm going home.”Jason straightened..“Nova?”“I need to get checked before I go home.”“Do you want someone to drive you?” he asked.“No.”.My voice came out sharper than I intended, I softened it..“I'll be fine.”Sarah gave me a worried look..“Please take care of yourself.”Jason called after me..“I'll check on you later.”I didn't turn around, but I felt Reed's eyes watching me as I walked away. *************I didn't go to the hospital, I drove straight home.The moment I stepped inside my room, I dropped my bag by the door and walked straight to the bathroom. I filled the bathtub with water hotter than I no

Nova's point of view Reed's hand caught my arm before I could walk past him, forcing me to stop. I looked down at his fingers..“Let go.”“I never ended things with you. “His eyes held mine. “So, you have no right to be in another man's arms.”For a second, I just stared at him, then I scoffed.“You’av really got some nerve.”His brows pulled together.“A lot of nerve coming from a married man.”“Married?” The word came out sharp. “Nova, when did I ever get married?”I laughed without humour. “Please.”“No.” His hand dropped from my arm. “Where did you see the headlines? I told you before, Lisa lied.” He pulled out his phone, his fingers moved quickly, then he held it out to me. “ Watch the CCTV footage of my house that day…. please.”I didn't look down, didn't even bulge. Red sighed, then he took out a piece of paper. “It's the contact of the person connected to that publication. Call them, ask whatever you want.”I folded my arms and Reed stepped closer, then stopped when I moved ba

Nova's point of view A loud laughter escaped me, my hands flew to my bed table that saved me from collapsing to the ground. That woman….the wicked air evolving around her was worse than Margaret's. God! I would have re- lived the same life without dying at all. My fingers tightened….God was actually saving me…. saving me from making the biggest mistake of my life. I stood up with a new determination. God does not give signs twice...but for me, he had given me more than I could count.****************The next morning, my breakfast sat untouched, again. I grabbed a bottle of fruit juice instead…that has become my entire relationship with food lately. I twisted the cap open and took a sip.My eyes drifted toward the calendar, by the weekend I would make a visit to the hospital, and I would get rid of this unwanted seed growing inside me… ..it's for the best!I took another sip, then headed to work. The new project had arrived at the worst possible time. Naturally, I had been assigne