Chapter 89 RICHARD’S POV I woke up to see B sleeping on my chest and her leg wrapped around mine. She had a peaceful look on her face as she breathed softly like a kitten, and her boundless hair was splattered all over me. Her face was slowly getting better. The red marks and bruises Ben inflicted on her yesterday were starting to fade, and her swollen lips looked less puffy now. It seemed like everything would heal faster than I thought. Last night, we had made love till we both passed out. The memories were still fresh in my mind and I couldn’t stop replaying them. Sighing in satisfaction, I gently sprung up to lean back at the headboard of the bed. I lifted B a little off my chest so as not to wake her and adjusted her on the bed. She made slight snuggly movements as though she noticed she had been moved to a different position, but she didn’t open her eyes. I sat up at the edge of the bed, yawned and stretched out to shake off drowsiness. I cupped my face as I looked below and
Chapter 91BIANCA’S POV I kept that paper on top of the nightstand the day I returned with it from Mr. Sam’s house. I forgot to put it away and now Richard has seen it and thinks I’m an insecure freak who likes pushing good things away and creating problems where there aren’t any. But I wasn’t any of that. Our relationship was just rekindled yesterday. The last thing I wanted was for all that effort to be thrown in the mud. I love him. Knowing that he wasn’t with any woman aside from me and promising never to bring any slut to the apartment made me love him more. And I didn’t care to find out why he and that Heather girl broke up after their long relationship. Whatever reason it was, I didn’t care anymore. If only I could make him see that. Make him see that that paper was a mistake that was never meant to happen. If only I could… “No…” Tears clouded my eyes, stinging them and streaming down my cheek as I tried to come close to him. “You can’t say that…isn’t not true.” “Please don’
Chapter 92BIANCA’S POVMy brows furrowed as I downloaded the video. It was quite long and the caption that followed was written in block letters; HER NAME WAS HEATHER MORRISON AND THIS IS WHAT YOUR LOVING HUSBAND DID TO HER AFTER SUCH A LONG TIME IN RELATIONSHIP (with two fingers pointing up at it.)The caption was talking about the Heather girl with the big, cartoonish emerald eye in the feedback report Mr. Sam gave me. The one who used to date Richard. The one I was so desperate to see though I wished it could be physically because I had a lot of questions to ask her. This video will be about her. But who could have sent it to me? Even my caller and sender identifier app couldn’t figure it out. It only showed the location, which was in the same city as mine. That meant whoever the sender was, he or she was close by.My breath quivered involuntarily as I waited for the download to complete. I had this feeling that whatever I will see in it won’t be good. When I finally played the v
Chapter 93BIANCA’S POVAll these questions bombarded in my mind, leaving me almost breathless with bewilderment and suspense. This person knew my husband more than I ever did. He probably grew up with him in a neighbourhood or had gone to the same high school he went to or something that made him know this much about him.But that part where he said “Ask him why such a blissful relationship that was envy-worthy then end very badly” made me think of one person, and that was Ben. Now I was starting to have every reason to believe this was him. That he is the unknown sender. And if it was truly him, then believing all these would be difficult because I already knew the type of person he was and what he was capable of doing.That night at the club when Richard came to my rescue as Ben tried to force me to come with him, even though I was a bit drunk, I noticed the way they glared at each other like they were long-time enemies. But I brushed it off, thinking they were just two angry guys
Chapter 94RICHARD’S POVI can’t believe I married someone who could go as far as snooping around my past behind my back. Was that necessary? If she wanted to know anything about me, she would have simply asked instead of resorting to such means.Perhaps I made a mistake in giving love another chance. I made a big mistake trying to learn how to love again because it was all never worth it. I should have just made do with my old self and avoided all these love and marriage problems.Whenever I love someone truly, something or someone ends up coming in between, sabotaging it and leaving it in crumbles. Before it was Ben, even though the idiot was still on my neck. Now, my own wife was the one instigating it. Just how?! After she said she loved me countless times. After our long intense moment together last night, after I turned a new leaf for her and forfeited all that love test to frustrate her, yet again, she goes behind my back to seek information. Didn’t all that matter to her? Or
Chapter 95RICHARD’S POVEntering the bar, the familiar gentle jazz tunes from the speakers flowed through me, and the scent of fresh coffee, beer and alcohol wafted through the air and into my nostrils.I scanned around for Ben but couldn’t catch sight of him. As far as I knew, this was his one-to-go place for drinking, doing drugs and shit, and consorting with hookers. No doubt, this will be the first place he’d come to if released from prison. If he hadn’t shown up yet, then it must haven’t been released yet.As I walked towards the bar, I continued looking around with hopes of seeing him. It was quite early in the morning and not so many customers were around yet. That will make things a lot easier for me as I could kill him without anyone noticing.I moved a stool at the bar counter a little and sat on it. The bartender was cleaning the wine bottles on the shelf when he saw me. His expression grew guarded and his eyes narrowed at me like he knew I’d done something wrong and wasn
Chapter 96RICHARD’S POVI was starting to get impatient. I was already done with my drink and snacks and about to order another yet Ben was nowhere to be seen.I turned on my phone and saw a bunch of missed calls from B, but I ignored them for now. Glancing at the time, I realized almost an hour had passed. It was getting close to noon, and more customers were coming in, filling up the place little by little.Relaxing back in my seat, I hissed lowly and glanced away from the entrance door. What could be keeping him? Has his shit ass dad not released him from prison yet? Or has he finally realized what a spoilt dangerous kid he’d been raising all these years and decided to let him stay locked up there to learn his lesson and change for good? I hoped so. But Ben never changes. That was a billion light-years away from him. No amount of time he spends in prison, rehab or advice can change him. I just wish his dad was here so I could tell it to him straight to his face.The waiter I aske
Chapter 97 BIANCA’S POV Before I prepared myself to leave, I spent almost an hour searching my room for any hidden camera or microphone. I was positive Richard wasn’t the one who shot that video, but I needed to do that just to be on the safer side. I searched everywhere I could lay my eyes and hands-on, on but ended up finding nothing. That relieved me a bit. At least I knew I hadn’t been recorded in secret. Something prompted me and I ended up searching Richard’s room too. Not finding anything suspicious, I arranged his things back so he wouldn’t notice someone had been in his room. In the course of that, I took some, no, not some, all. I took all of his clothes and sniffled them in deeply one after the other as though doing so would grant me everlasting life. I knew doing that would waste a lot of time, but I just had to do it. I couldn’t resist the urge. With everything that had been happening, I had almost forgotten how that sweet soothing scent of clean soap and pine smelt an