Off To Your Mistress

Darren's POV

"Here's your tea." I muttered and gave it to her, I attempted walking out when I voice halted me down.

"Where are you going to Darren? To go meet your mistress?" She inquired in a scornful tune.

"Can you just stop this Vivian, I just want you to end all of this accusations, you have no fucking right to lay false accusations on me when you have no prove." I reciprocated in anger.

"Okay." She simply said. "But don't forget to be a good boy okay?" She added in a smirk as I glared at her before walking out.

My mind couldn't just leave what transpired some hours back.

Few Hours Ago.

She had shown me the video of how I had aggressively smacked her across the cheeks and I think the fake pretence of tripping off was all a part of her plan.

She had all our conversations recorded and now made it seem as though I was try to break the family by cheating on her and neglecting her.

I had snatched the phone and attempted to delete it.

"You can't delete Darren!" She muttered with a smi