CHAPTER FIVE
Caleb held the door for her and she walked into the massive space, her eyes bulging out.
“Make yourself comfortable while I go get us drinks. We should be celebrating.”
She walked over to the window to look outside and gasped at how high up they were.
“You won’t fall if that’s what you are worried about.”
She spun around a little too fast and found herself staggering a bit.
“ I…”
“Take it easy,” Caleb warned, catching her by the hand and dragging her away from the window. “Here,”
Jane cleared her throat and pulled away from him, accepting the glass of wine. “Thank you,”.
“Let’s talk in my office,” He told her and led the way to the office which was on the other side of the room behind a small door that she hadn’t noticed before.
When Jane stepped inside the office, she was amazed. Seeing the small door on the outside, one would think it was similar to what was inside but the office was two times the size of her bedroom, almost the size of the living room area she had just been in.
“If you are so easily impressed by all this, how would you react when you see my mansion?”
She simply walked over to one of the seats and sat down, placing the wine glass on the table.
“I was quite surprised when I saw your call.”
She shrugged and looked up to meet his eyes. “I thought things through and realized I had to get back at him for everything he did to me.”
Caleb nodded. “You made the right decision.” He stretched his glass towards her. “This is to celebrate your first victory against them.”
Jane flushed as she raised her glass to clink it with his. “Thanks for being there to support me.”
“OF course, I told you I would help with anything.” He said and she nodded. “So, what next do you want to do?”
She shrugged having not thought that far ahead. “Sincerely, I don’t know. I haven’t given it much thought.”
She sighed and raised her brows to meet his.
“I’ve been too absentminded to ask. Why are you helping me?”
He grinned and took a little sip from his glass and dropped it on the table.
Caleb observed her for a while and then leaned closer to her. “Well, it is simple. I want us to get married and then we will join forces and ruin him.”
Jane burst into a fit of laughter, shocking and confusing him at the same time.
“Did I say something funny?” he asked with a frown and she shook her head, fighting back more laughter. “Surely I must have said something because you are still laughing.”
She laughed some more and then fell silent. “Marry you? Really? Is that the best you can do?”
Caleb gritted his teeth and glared at her. “Look, I want to bring down Dragon Corporations and Marcus and expose him for the lying scum that he is.Two years ago, he stole a very vital information and trade secrets from us which he is using to blackmail our company. My dad died as a result, thinking the secret would be out "
He noticed she was about to say something but stopped her.
"Don't say sorry... He had a bad heart already and hearing of the leak of the trade secret, it only triggered his fragile heart" he looked away from her and continued.
"It is such trade secret that sets his company in the same pedestal as ours in competition. I've been monitoring him for the past two years, and that's how I was able to find out about you"
"I was happy when you walked into my bar. I approached you and offered you help because I know you both are about divorcing. I don't know why, but I think it's too sudden and something must be wrong "
"Great! So you've been watching me?"
"Not you, your husband. And you're affiliated to him, I can't deny not to notice you as well."
"Okay, we both want revenge... Why are we talking about marriage?" She folded her arms around her chest.
"Marrying you is for my mom's sake since she’ve been on my case for a while about settling down. And in my dad's will, if I don't get married within 4 years of his death, his brother... that's my uncle is to take over the company”
"My mom hates my father's brother... And I hate him too, she wouldn't want him to take over the company that's why I really need to get married as well"
She opened her mouth to speak but he continued talking.
“Marrying me will also be some kind of protection for you later on. Who would want to offend a Lockwood?"
Jane sighed and thought about it for a second, shaking her head after a while. “I’m sorry, I can’t marry you.” She rose to her feet and started to walk to the door.
“So, you’re just going to give up then? You don’t care about the revenge?”
She frowned and spun on her heels. “I care about getting back at Marcus because I don’t want him to get away with everything he has done to me. He has to pay.”
“Then marry me.” Caleb urged, rising to his feet.
“No.” she told him with a shake of her head. “I am barely out of one marriage. Why would I want to enter another one?”
Caleb shook his head, smiling as he walked up to her. “I don’t care about love or feelings Jane Roberts, see it as more of a business transaction. I scratch your back and you scratch mine. It’s that simple.”
Jane scoffed and looked away. There was nothing simple about it. She didn’t know this man or anything about him and the mere thought of partnering up with him was a big risk, one she didn’t want to take in the first place but after seeing Marcus and Abby together like that, it broke something in her.
“I understand if you need time to think things through. You have my number so you can call me when you have made up your mind.”
Jane didn’t say anything, she just simply stared at the door.
“It’s late. Let me prepare the guestroom for you.” He made a move to leave and she caught his hand.
“I am sorry but I can’t stay in your house. I don’t even know you.” She told him staring him in the eye. She let go of his arm and they just stood staring at each other.
Caleb grinned, slipping his hands in his pocket. “Do you have somewhere else to go?”
Her face fell at that question. “No,” she whispered, swallowing the lump in her throat.
“Then where do you want to go?”
She stood there staring at nothing, her mind blank. She didn’t have anyone else in the town to turn to except Marcus and Abigail and now him, Caleb. And she can't certainly go back to her father because she's a rebel.
It again dawn on her that she had no choice but to marry Caleb. But she saw her was desperate too as she was. But she didn't want to show how desperate she was. She wanted to take things slowly.
The fear of Caleb getting someone else for the purpose of his revenge scared her. But she immediately relax and sighed. After all, she's the ex of Marcus and if there's a better person that knows Marcus and can help bring him down just as they both wanted, it was HER.
she was still lost in her thought when Caleb sighed, grabbing his keys. “Come on, I will take you to a hotel.”
Jane opened her mouth to say something and then closed it. she knew it would be pointless to argue now that she had no other option.
“We can talk more in the car if you still have something to say.”
CHAPTER 6“Thank you,” Jane said shyly, and sullenly as they got to the door of her room.“It's nothing,” he said firmly. “You've said more thank you's than you've actually had a normal conversation with me,” he pointed out.A smile tugged at her lips. But it was a dry, sad and lonely one. “Go on ahead, get some rest. We have a long day tomorrow,” Caleb said. “Goodnight.”She opened her mouth to speak but closed it the moment she saw him walking down but his aura lingered. She slowly turned away and swiped her card. The moment she was in her room, she kicked off her shoes and threw herself on the bed, wondering how people who cut you deeply when you weren't watching were the same ones who treated your wounds. Because they knew just how to break you and fix you.As she took off her clothes, a part of her wished she could be in her fathers arms now and sob in his chest and tell him he was right. She wished she had listened to him back then but the damage had been done. And there is no
CHAPTER 7Jane was stirred from sleep by a knock at her door. She stretched, her muscles aching slightly, and glanced around the unfamiliar room, momentarily disoriented. She shut down her laptop beside her, realising she must have fallen asleep while working. The plush surroundings of the room reminded her she was no longer in her modest apartment but in a lavish environment. When had she checked into a hotel like this?Another knock interrupted her thoughts. Jane pulled herself out of bed, her silk nightgown clinging to her as she made her way to the door. Opening it, she found a maid standing there, a polite smile on her face despite the shock that flickered in her eyes."Good morning, Mrs. Lockwood," the maid greeted with a bow.Jane blinked, her brow arching in confusion. "You must have the wrong person. Call me Jane," she said, still trying to shake off her grogginess.The maid's smile softened. "Breakfast is ready. Would you like it sent to your bedroom, or would you prefer to
CHAPTER ONE“You need to sign these,” Jane Roberts almost dropped the frying pan she had been carrying across the room in fright. She glared at her husband who was still standing in the doorway, a brown envelope in his outstretched arms. “What is that? You scared me.” He didn’t apologize or respond to her question. He simply walked out of the room.Frowning, Jane walked out of the kitchen, frying pan in hand and followed him into the dining room. “What is that, Marcus?’ Marcus dropped the envelope on the table and sat down on one of the chairs. “Divorcee papers. I had my lawyers draw them up last week so they are ready and all you have to do is sign them.” Jane was stunned. “Did you just say divorce papers?” Marcus raised an eyebrow, an irritated look on his face. “Did I stutter?” He got up from the chair, picked up his briefcase from the ground and walked away without sparing her another glance. The sound of the door slamming jolted Jane out of her reverie and she immediately to
CHAPTER TWOJane knocked twice and waited for a response, leaning on her bag for support. It hadn’t been easy locating this place especially since it had been a long time she had been here. Abigail wasn’t picking up and she knew a hotel was out of the question not because she didn’t have money but because Abby wouldn’t hear of it. She raised her hand to knock again when the door burst open and her cousin Abigail’s form appeared at the doorway. “Hey cuz, I missed your call. I was in the kitchen.” She made a move to hug her and then paused when she spotted the bags close to Jane’s feet. “What’s this? Are you leaving town or what?” She frowned when Jane didn’t laugh at her joke and tugged her arm, pulling her inside before grabbing the bags. Half an hour later, Jane was sitting on the couch with a cup of hot cocoa in her hands. “Thanks for letting me stay here Abby, I can’t thank you enough.” Abigail Warren sighed and stretched her hand out to touch Jane’s shoulders. “I’m so sorry b
CHAPTER THREEJane stared at the familiar office building in front of her and sighed. Somehow, she had ended up here. Abby would have her head if she told her about this, but she needed to confront Marcus once and for all as he seemed to be avoiding her. She eyed the building and spun on her heels, her back to it. “No, I shouldn’t go in,” “Are you coming in?” A woman in a well-ironed suit asked as she brushed past her and Jane just stood there gasping like a fish, her mouth opening and closing repeatedly. “Well don’t just stand there, come on in,” Wordlessly, Jane followed the woman unsure of what was going on. She looked down at the simple yet decent black gown she had slipped on and smiled grateful for her choice. They walked together to the elevator and the woman held the door for her. “Thanks,” Jane said as she got in, moving to the back to lean against the wall. “So what floor are you going to?” She asked, raising her eyes to press a number. She suddenly stopped and turned to
CHAPTER FOURThe driver parked the car close to the house and Jane looked out the window at the house she had regarded as home for two years. Tears pricked her eyes but she held back intent on staying strong. Caleb sighed and reached for her head forcing her to look away from the window and at him. “Whatever you do, never show how much this all affects you in public.” He paused to gauge her reaction before he continued. “You can cry all you want when you come home but never show them how much their actions bother you, ever.” His tone took on a stern, hard quality but Jane nodded understanding what he meant. “I would come with you but I feel you should do this on your own.” Jane smiled gratefully, unshed tears shining in her eyes. “Yes, I need to do this on my own but I must thank you for the support.” She brushed away the tears. “You are right, I can’t let that bastard see me at my weakest.” “Here,” Caleb said, stretching out a brown envelope and Jane smiled accepting it from him.