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Was he just looking for ways to justify his affair with another woman? I wanted to confront him some more but he just left! He never even gave me the chance to argue further. He just turned his back away from me and left without further ado. That was so disrespectful of him! Now, I was alone and heartbroken! My heart felt like it had shattered into a million pieces as I stared at the floor. This couldn’t be real. It felt like a nightmare I couldn’t wake up from. Gabriel, my husband…he had left me!

It's been hard on him since he lost his position as a CEO to Damien but that doesn't give him any plausible excuse to deny reality by abandoning his family. "You disgust me." I spat and laid on my own bed at the end of the room, we got separate beds when Bibi turned 2. Now that I think of it, I must have made the wrong decision by marrying him. ****** "Marry me Freya and I'll give you the world I never gave you before." He went on his knees, like it wasn't a proposal. Like he was begging. "I have his child." I stroked my belly gently, hiding the storm brewing inside of me while giving a fake smile. This would chase him away at least.

Of everything within me, I was drained and all I wanted to do was see my husband. “ My husband…” my voice came out in a chilly tone. “ Where is he?” “ The dark organization “ That was all I needed to know. “ We are leaving, right now” “ Reina, you can't. Richard wouldn't want you to, and…” My eyes dug daggers into Ryan's body…” To hell with what Richard wants. This is what I want! I am going there. I am going to search for my husband with or without your help, and I will get him out… and oh Darren, pray he isn't dead yet because I will make you pay in hell “

He was already married else I would have concluded that she was his wife but his wife was here and she was a punk ass bitch so who the hell was this bitch? I thought back to why I had returned to Pentagon City. I had achieved my dream of becoming a top designer, and now I was back to reclaim my childhood love - Ethan. But it seemed he had moved on. And not only moved on with a wife but with a mistress, I suppose. "Lucy, focus." I told myself, shaking my head. I had a job to do. I need to find who this chick was. Not for the sake of doing my job and submitting to Ethan but for the sake of digging and finding out who the girl was.

After all, she was only a toothless dog barking. “Let me tell you, Sophia, you’re just another passing project,” she said. Her voice was tinged with desperation. I tried to ignore her, but as I reached for the invitation card, she placed her foot on it. “When he’s done showcasing you, like he does with all his new toys, you’ll be gone. He’ll toss you aside.” “Then I’ll guess I’ll enjoy the moment until then.” She scoffed. “Your husband didn’t want you. Your son didn’t want you. Adrian definitely doesn’t want you.”

I explained. Chase shook his head slowly. "I didn’t expect your sister to go this far. You’ve been enduring her for so long. So when I found out she was the one they were trying to set me up with, I immediately refused my parents. But they still want Shiela. I don’t understand why." I smiled bitterly. "Shiela knows how to manipulate people," was all I could say. "I can't marry her. I can’t even look at her," he said.

"Helping me? You're delusional, Chase. Are you forgetting that I have a husband? You did crash my wedding reception, so I am sure that you know that; maybe you are just forgetting that important fact. I love my husband, Chase, I love the family that Adrian and I are building together, and you have no right to interfere with neither my marriage nor my family." Chase's expression turned cold and calculating, the mask of charm that he had on slipping away for a moment. "Oh, I know," he said with a sneer. "That's why I sent a little message to your beloved husband, using your phone. It implies that you've eloped with me. By the time they figure out the truth, we'll be long gone."

The question threw me off balance; her clever deflection forced me to try another tactic. She was indeed a clever woman; I would give her that. But I need some answers to these questions that have been plaguing my mind lately. I couldn't seem to shake off the words of Chase from my mind: "... Valentina Wilson is my legally married wife. And I'm her second chance, mate. We have a son who attends the same school as your son." The words never left. It kept haunting and assailing my thoughts. The person who could ascertain the authenticity of Chase's claims was standing before me, and I couldn't afford to whisk this opportunity away.

Chase saw Mrs Black glared at him in fury and resentment. He expected it to be so. He didn't mean to disrespect her this way by getting married to her daughter without her consent. But the decision came so quickly and abruptly. He took advantage of her rejection by her family to tell the world that he loves her and intends to spend the rest of his life with her. Mrs Pricillia hates him very much now and he knows it. But he's her son in-law now. He would make things right between them and get the daughter and mother reconciled together.

"Christ, woman. Yeah, I’m hard as rock, happy now? your words alone have me throbbing. If you weren’t family... I’d have you gagging on my dick, tears streaming as you take it deep. But you are. Chase is my blood. It is forbidden." "The forbidden never felt this good," she whispered, edging closer, her hand brushing his robe’s edge. "Imagine it—your son’s wife, swallowing your load while he’s clueless self is fucking around. I’d swirl my tongue around your thick head, suck until you bless and fuck my throat like the deserve hole it is."