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. "
Marina's POVI got out of my car looking around the small, iron-looking underground house. " This is the place Ethan kept that bitch huh?" I had told Ethan that I would be the one to take care of that stupid officer who dared to hit Rachel like that. The rage I felt inside when I saw how badly beaten up Rachel was, was unimaginable. I felt the urge to kill, and now I was here to fulfill that urge. But did Ethan have to bring the lady to this kind of area?It was secluded but not as bushy or foresty as I had thought it was going to be. But it was underground, and that was enough. " Ethan really is powerful; thank God I'm not on his bad books. " I said to myself as I began walking into the abandoned underground house. I had just walked past the front door when I heard the sound of a car zooming in, and then it parked right next to mine. "What the..."Mark came out from the car looking all handsome with his black jacket, white shirt, and black trousers. The wind seemed to be unde
Marina's POV"Ahem, I think we should go in now ". I said with a cough adverting my eyes from his. This guy really does know how to make a lady's heart flutter, most especially mine. "Yeah ". He nodded before knocking on the door. " Why are you ..." The rest of the words I wanted to say just went back into my mouth as the door opened, and three heavily built guys came out. " Boss ". They all bowed showing respect to Mark. " Did you touch her? "I blinked at how cold and stern Mark's voice sounded as he conversed, more like ordered the huge me. " No sir. But she did put up a fight while we were bringing her here so she has some bruises". One of them answered still bowing. I just shook my head, refusing to allow myself to think too deeply about what exactly was going on, and went into the room. "Oh, it's you ". A smirk appeared on my face when I saw the woman. It was the same warder who I spoke to two days ago when I came to visit Rachel. Her hands were tied really tight to a r
Ethan's POV" Rachel is not a murderer". I said coldly and the man immediately nodded. "Yes, she... She isn't. " He agreed and I rolled my eyes. He was not even trying to save face at all in front of me. It was disgusting. "If she's not guilty then why is she in your station?" I asked after a while putting the man in a tight spot. The robust man began to sweat around his neck and on his forehead as he gulped looking everywhere but at my face."Do... Do you want to have her released? I can arrange for that right away, but it's just that... Em, the family of the late girl are not going to easily back down on this case ". Of course, they were not; it was their daughter we were talking about. It would be every parent reaction to want to get justice for their children, but to me Lana doesn't deserve it. But if freeing Rachel from prison meant getting justice for Lana, well so he it then.." What are the evidences exactly that you have against Rachel? " I asked after a while.The man
Rachel's POVThe sun was high up in the sky, and the sound of busting cars mixed with the grinding of some kinds of stuff I couldn't name filled the air.Though it was really nosy, to me it sounded peaceful. I stared out the window, looking down at the city below. Actually, I wasn't staring at it. I wasn't even thinking about the loud noises, that was why I found it so peaceful. I was too preoccupied with thinking of more important things than to actually focus on just watching the city. "Rachel, what are you doing there? " I heard Joyce ask as she walked into the room. My lips pulled up in a small smile before I turned around to face her. "How is my favorite doctor in the world?" She shook her head at me, pursing her lips. " Angry. You know you are not supposed to be walking about right now, you're still very injured. " Joyce complained and I flashed her a grin. "I know, I know, but I've been in bed for three days Joyce... Three whole days!" I repeated, sounding dramatic; it w
Rachel's POVJoyce blinked before giving me a small smile. " Something tells me that you don't know what I think you know". My brows furrowed in confusion. " What do you think I know?" I asked leaning closer to her. " Before I answer that, who did you think visited you?" She asked instead with a look of curiosity.I brought my hand to my hair, scratching it a little before shrugging. " You might not know them". I said and she immediately scoffed. "Yup, we are not talking about the same people". She announced snapping her hands. My confusion deepened. " What do you mean? Fine, you said three, right? A beautiful lady with black long hair, another lady older looking but with also black hair tied to a tight bun on the top of her head, and a..." I paused thinking of how to describe David. He was handsome, right?" A handsome young man with a stern face, but smooth facial features. Those three, are they the one?"It felt weird describing David as handsome after I had met men like Etha
Rachel's POVI glared at Joyce immediately. Why was she being cold all of a sudden?"What? You're still injured. I can't have you talking to strangers at this time." She stated nonchalantly and I pursed my lips. "David is not a stranger to me, he is my husband."I had no plans of revealing that to her, but I felt she wouldn't leave until I disclosed he was someone close to me. "Husband?!" Her eyes widened as she exclaimed. "I'll tell you about it later, now leave." I shooed, and Joyce stood up from the bed and walked towards the door, but not before easing at David who kept gawking at her back. I noticed his sudden interest in Joyce but I refused to say anything, smiling back up at him. "I'm sorry for what I said; I only said it to make her leave." I apologized as soon as Joyce was gone. David snapped his head towards me before shaking it. "That is exactly what I'm here to talk about."My brows knitted together and my smile turned to a confused one. "It's not like I lied. We are
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