Ethan's POVMark blinked as if taken aback by the question. Marina smiled taking a step towards Mark. "Yeah Mark, tell us. Do you really think would kill Lana?" then she shook her head." I phrased the question wrong because Rachel would kill Lana if she could; what I want to ask is, do you think Rachel killed Lana?" Her voice held so much emotion; I was so sure that if Mark said the wrong thing right now, he was going to lose the woman forever. Knowing how much he had feelings for her, I just couldn't allow him to do that to himself. "That's enough." My loud voice echoed around the room and I heard Mark release a thankful sigh."Whatever Mark thinks doesn't matter..." I looked at him before muttering a 'for now.'With the way he was acting, I was very sure he knew something more than he was letting out, and I had to find it out. "What matters right now is figuring the hell out how to get Rachel out of this mess she somehow got entangled with... ""What if she really was the one w
Marina's POVWhy was he just suspecting Rachel? I asked myself as I left the small visitors' room, or whatever they called it. I was starting to get suffocated in there, and with Mark who was constantly hinting that Rachel could possibly be the killer.What the hell?I was sure Rachel didn't kill Lana, and my resolve hardened even more after Rachel denied the accusation. Rachel was one of the smartest women I knew, only when it came to the matter of men that she constantly fucked up, but apart from that she was smart. There was no way in hell she would have killed Lana and not buried all evidence, even if the death was by accident.But just a few hours after the lady dies, the police immediately come for her. This was an obvious frame-up, but who was doing the framing and why?I would have still denied the fact that Lana was dead, but it seems like that was really the case. The gold-digging witch had finally died, yet Rachel was still suffering even after she had been put to rest
Marina's POVThere he was protecting me from Martha's venomous gaze and wayward hands like a knight in shining armor. I just looked up at him, mesmerized by his handsome yet stern face. "Stop that rubbish, woman; you're in a police station," Mark said to Marth as she struggled to get to me again. "How dare you... Thing good for nothing, let go of me." Martha said, struggling with Lana's cousin, Kila, who was holding her back. I snapped out of my daze before glaring at Martha from behind Mark. Just a few seconds ago, she was joining that old bitch to drag my hair; now she was holding her back...? It was definitely because of Mark's intervention. "Aunt, please calm down; people are looking, " She whispered harshly to Martha, who shook her head. " No, this bitch and that ungrateful brat must pay. " She said vehemently. "Imagine, Rachel killed my daughter and my grandchild, she has to pay, she just has to." She cried almost sounding delusional. I rolled my eyes at her pitiful anti
Ethan's POVI felt disgusted as Martha grabbed my hands. Looking up at me with joy. And the worst part she called herself my mother in law. Yes I would have gladly agreed to that statement a year ago, that was if Rachel was my wife, but now even if Rachel and I end up together, which I hoped, I would never give her that respect. I shook her hands off me, glaring at her in disgust. "Get your hands off me." I said and the older looking woman most did a double take. "What are you saying? You're here to make sure Lana gets the justice she deserves right? To make sure Rachel spends the rest of her life in jail?" No the only person who deserve to go to jail right now was Lana, and she was dead!I took a step back from her staring at her coldly while resisting the urge to just shut her up. Just one punch from me and she would be out on the floor, that was a bet. "No... " How can you do this to Lana!" She screamed. "You got her pregnant and now choose to turn your back on her now that
Rachel's POV After sitting on the floor for so long, my feet were starting to get numb but I just couldn't care. Marina, who I had thought was my friend, also went ahead to call Ethan to help. As in she called Ethan, so he would do what? Avenge his dead girlfriend and baby? I knew it was not her fault, but I just couldn't help blaming her. It was no secret that she liked Mark. But I thought since she already knew about everything that happened to Ethan, she would stay away from his assistant at least until I got over him, but no... She just rushed over to his side the next day. Was so a bad friend for wanting Marina not to get hurt like I was? Ethan acted like a good guy at first, ' helping me out ' and he also gave me a place to stay. He made me feel at home, he made me feel loved, but then what did he do... He stabbed me in the fucking back. And now Mark, Mark was his assistant and close friend, he must have known everything, there was no assurance that he wouldn't try
Rachel's POV I laughed again scornfully at the female officer whose face crumbled together after what I said. I was just making my case worse, and I knew it, but I was just too frustrated to give two shits about what was going to happen. " It really hurts, doesn't it? When you're treated like that, you must feel..."The sharp ringing sound in my ears made it impossible for me to complete my statement. My face flew to the other side and I coughed out blood. "Just how strong do you think you are huh?" The female officer shouted, her voice showing anger. She's angry? I was the one who was beaten up here. If there was anybody that ought to be angry it was me!" I'm going to teach you a lesson you will never forget. " She said in a sinister voice as she resumed tying my hands and feet on the chair. I couldn't even struggle to remove them. They were too tight and I was too weak. My entire body wanted to collapse. " All you fucking rich brats think you can just do anything you want
Rachel's POVJoyce had this frank air around her and it was impossible to miss, but that was exactly what I was looking for right now. A frank and honest person, not just to tell me the truth about how I looked but also in my life as well. One that wouldn't lie or betray me for any reason. " Joyce be frank, I can take it. How bad do I look?" Considering how many times that bitch of a warder slapped me, I was thinking eight or nine. "Well..." She clinked her tongue, examining my face a little bit. " Darling, you look just terrible". She said at last and I burst into laughter. She really was frank. But ouch, that was a terrible move. My headache intensified and so did my stomach ache, all because of one laughter. My laughter suddenly changed to a roll of cough, and before I knew it, I was sitting up on the bed coughing out blood with Joyce by my side, patting my back. "It's alright, relax". She said in a soothing voice which seemed to calm me down.After almost five minutes, the
Ethan's POVI paced around the hospital's waiting room, walking back and forth over and over again as I waited for Joyce to come out of Rachel's room. My heart couldn't just stop beating loudly as numerous thoughts passed through my mind. " Dude can't you relax? You've been walking up and down for almost an hour". Marina said with a groan and I glared at her. " Relax? Rachel is in the hospital, badly beaten up and you want me to relax? How are you even relaxed? She is your best friend! " Marina nodded admitting it. " Yes she is, that's why I'm so calm. You already promised that I'll be the one to deal with the officer who put her in here, I need to practice being calm now so I can go berserk on her later ". Her tone may sound sweet, but I could read the hidden threat in her words.I glanced at her from her head down to her feet. " You just said you're calm yet your legs have been tapping none stop ". I said gesturing to her feet which she was tapping constantly on the floor. "
Lenora's POVShe raised her head up and pointed at herself "Me?" She said in a high tone before blinking twice to compose herself. "I recently turned twenty six ma'am." Twenty six. I repeated to myself nodding my head. "Did you test if you are my daughter? Is that yours?" I asked, rasing the tube up and she instantly shook her head. "No..." She laughed putting out her hand. "I know my parents. I just went to the lab and found this one there" She explained.I pursed my lips handing the tube over to Joan who took it with both hands. "You do this one, I'm off to check on some of the patients". Joan looked at me in surprise, and I couldn't blame her. The past few years, I had always been the one conducing the test alone and she knew it. But she had been working for me for over ten years, and I knew her very well. She was trust worthy enough, plus there was no guarantee that it could or could not be the right one. I gave her a tight smile before walking back to my office. I had sa
Lenora POV...Few days ago ..."Today is the day for the test Mrs Nielson." Joan Jett, my friend and the manager of the hospital said as we both walked back to my office. I had insisted that we do a round check on some of the patients in the top floor, something I started to do after the lady, Rachel Andrews was admitted her. I found myself being drawn to her in many ways than one, and was extremely dishearten after I heard she was arrested for a murder crime.It even became worse after I heard from my niece who was her doctor than she was rushed to an hospital after gotten almost beaten to death by a jail warder. She did look like a stubborn lady, but what could she possibly have said to a jail warden for the person to want to kill her with a beating?"... Mrs Nielson". "Huh?" I asked in confusion after I head Joan call my name. " Are you alright ma'am? I've been calling you for the past few minutes". She said looking worried and I nodded. "I'm fine, just thinking about stuf
Rachel's POVAfter the extremely awkward moment with Lenora, Joyce announced that I could be discharged today. I found the sudden information surprising and that was when she explained that the only reason I was still on the hospital as from two days ago was only because I would be immediately taken back to the station if I was discharged, so she just choose not to discharge me. Ain't that nice?I was all set to go back to Marina's house, when Ethan just grabbed my things and said: "You're coming with me."Judging from the look on both Joyce and Marina's faces, they had thought I was going to argue, and that would probably been the right thing to do. My brain was screaming red alerts. What if he was taking me back with him to avenge Lana's death? She was after all the woman he was in love with, but my heart and body refused listening to my head. I just followed him out like an obedient puppy, and we were now on the way to his car. " Hey, Rachel!" I heard someone yell my name, a
Rachel's POVI hugged myself with my hands sighing for the fifteenth time in the last hour. Marina and Joyce were in the room with me yet I still felt lonely. I missed Ethan, so much. No matter how much I tried not to think of him, or even to just forget about everything he did, I just couldn't, and hearing Joyce talk that he was around wasn't helping either.I mean, why would a guy cheat on you, then after his girlfriend dies (PS, you're being blamed for the murder ), start doing everything he could to get you out of prison?What the hell was that?Was he waiting for Lana to die or something?"Rachel what are you thinking about ". I heard Marina say, and I blinked, looking at her. " What? " I asked still feeling lost. Marina shook her head before looking at Joyce, and then at me. " Are you still thinking about the meeting happening in a few days? " She asked before speaking again. " Nothing is finalized yet. And you can't let that bother you, you literally have bigger issues on
Ethan's POV " Is it done yet?" I asked Mark as he walked into my office. Today was the fifth day after Rachel got arrested, and although I wanted to spend time with her at the hospital, my work back at the office were piling up and were not practically begging for my attention. Plus it was not like I really saw Rachel anyways. I would just seat at the waiting room all day as Joyce gave me updates about her situation. Mark had nagged me for hours to come to the office, and here I was seated there but I still couldn't get anything done. All I could think about was her. "Answer me Mark, did you do it?" I asked again as my best friend sat down on the chair opposite me. "If we want to do this the legal way without pulling any strings, I don't think there is a way to get Rachel out of prison". What? I scoffed in disbelief. I had asked Mark to find a way to get Rachel out of jail for the meantime while I focus on finding the killer and this was the news he was bringing back?
Rachel's POV"And what's that?" Marina asked looking confused. I took in a deep breath shutting my eyes. I had thought that I wouldn't have to tell anyone about this, but seeing Marina here, acting so... Marinaish... I just couldn't help it. "I want to tell you the truth about what really happened the night Lana was killed," I said with a grim expression, and Marina's eyes almost popped out of her head in shock. "What the fuck?"...THE NIGHT LANA WAS KILLEDRachel's POV "That fucking crazy bitch!" I cursed constantly hitting the steering wheel of my car. Lana was a bastard, and all she did was to get on my nerves. It was getting sickening and I was getting tired and frustrated about it. "Just you wait and see bitch..." Just as I said that I sighed. Lana's car left the mansion, and I smirked.There was no way I was losing her now. I started my car and followed hers all the way to the... Mall?Really?After everything she just said to me she went to a freaking mall?! To do wha
Rachel's POVWhat was Marina doing here?Although Joyce said she came to visit me, I didn't expect her to come in. Not after everything I said to her. The Marina I knew back then could hold a grudge for a long time, though she never did for me, but maybe I had crossed the limit. Who was I kidding? I did cross the limit."What are you doing here?"Marina rolled her eyes. "Can't I come to visit my best friend?" She asked sounding offended. I instantly shook my head. "That's not what I..."She smiled with a slight giggle. " It was acting. I was just messing with you; of course, I know you missed me." Marina said with a proud smile. My lips involuntarily hooked up. Despite everything I did and said to her, she was still here. Then my smile went down and so did my face. "I'm sorry," I muttered in a low voice but loud enough for her to hear. "I know you are," I heard Marina say and flashed my head towards her. "You just got arrested for something you didn't do, and then you find out
Marina's POVMy mind began to wander about after sitting in the waiting room for almost an hour. I was still yet to see Rachel and I was getting really bored. I couldn't just get on my phone because Lana's death was the most trending topic on social media right now, and I was afraid that if I even as much as glanced at it, I would get myself riled up. I leaned into my chair shutting my eyes as I breath in and out calmly. Just when I was about falling asleep the sharp sound of something vibrating woke me up. " Just who the hell is that? " I groaned, taking my phone out of my purse to check the ID caller. Fuck, it was director George Stone. Blinking my eyes in surprise, I cleared my throat severally before picking up the call. " Yes sir, "" Marina, you have heard the latest news, right? " The director's deep, stern voice came from the other side of the phone, and I gulped. ' Of course, I've heard. It took you almost four days to even call! '" Yes, I have, sir," I said instead.
David's POV" Have you gone crazy? That was Ethan Wright and you disrespected Rachel in front of him!" Jameson thundered as soon as we were out of the hospital. I wasn't fully listening to what Jameson was saying because my entire mind was clouded with anger at Ethan, plus the excruciating pain I was feeling from my finger wasn't helping matters. That bastard Ethan had the guts to break my finger, and that too very easily. Who the hell was he?Yes, he was a billionaire and the CEO of one of the biggest companies in the country, but how the hell was he able to break my finger so easily?" That man must be hiding something". I muttered to myself. " Are you kidding? Seriously David? And you're thinking that now?" Jameson yelled, his eyes almost popping out of his skull. " Yes, I am. " I growled, before shaking my head to get my emotions back in check. I held Jameson's hands frantically and made him look at me." Just take a look at it. Up until six months ago, we had never heard of t