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Beads of water slipped from his wet hair, while he put the bathrobe on. Walking to the cupboard, as he opened the door his cellphone vibrated, "President, the woman who was set to be your bride has fled to another country."

Rhodes paused for a brief moment, his fingers running over the edge of the cupboard door, "What did you say?"

For only one person, the cupboard was huge in size. There were famous branded clothes, shoes, watches, neck ties and many more inside the cupboard. Even the bathrobe he wore came from one of the top brands in the world.

"We were checking the cctv footage to find out about Mrs. Weston, then we saw that... That woman actually escaped before the wedding. We have got the surveillance footage of her escaping, she was already in the flight during the wedding."

"Then the woman..." Celeste's voice resounded in his head as he remembered the time of the wedding, trying to imagine how she looked. "Who is the woman I got married to?"

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Settled on the sofa, Celeste looked at her surroundings with calm gazes. It was a two bedroom apartment, with sufficient furniture and materials.

"Here, your coffee." Putting the cup of coffee on the table, Olgas sat opposite of her. Though he tried his best to not make it awkward between them, Celeste somewhat felt weird but since she didn't have any choice, she remained quiet.

Celeste took a sip while holding the cup, "Well, thank you."

"Why are you thanking me? I didn't do anything."

"It's actually..." The words stuck in her throat, her fingers tightened around the cup while her gazes drifted across the ground.

'I can't tell him about the mishaps in my life, let's not make it muddier than it already is. I just hope that I find a way out...'

"Wait, the vegetables might get overcooked. I will be back soon."

As he rushed to the kitchen, a sigh of gloominess escaped her mouth. At first, Celeste was going to leave but then Olgas insisted that she should stay for dinner, he was a great cook and he wanted her to try his dish.

Focused on the interior design of the house, she walked in a certain direction. The sudden noise of glasses breaking scared her and she touched her chest, looking at the direction.

"Oh, no. What did I do?" Peeking at the kitchen that was at a bit of distance, she started picking the broken pieces in a hurry when suddenly the door bell rang.

"Olgas, someone is here."

No response!

Noticing he was too focused in the kitchen, she headed to the entrance. As she opened the door, Celeste looked at the person.

"Who are you?" The tall curly haired woman looked at her with sharp gazes, her voice screaming arrogance.

Celeste took a furtive glance at the kitchen and staring at the woman back, she uttered, "I am... Uhmm, who are you?"

"What are you doing here?" The woman checked her from her head to toe and asked in a harsh tone of voice.

"Are you... perhaps Olgas's mother?" Remembering how his mother used to visit him a lot in the school, she smiled at her.

Celeste looked at her innocently, as she really had no idea who she was and since she looked like an older woman to her.

"Mother? Did you... Did you call me his mother?"

"I..."

Suddenly the woman pushed her aside and walked in, Celeste quickly followed her behind but she was taken aback as the woman made a ruckus, "Olgas!"

'Who is she?'

"So, you had been doing these things behind my back?" As the woman screamed at him, Celeste quickly defended, "You are misunderstanding, we are not..."

"Babe, what are you doing here?"

'Babe? She is his girlfriend.' Her eyes enlarged in shock and her feet moved on her own towards the back.

"If that's the case, what about the things racked on the floor?"

Olgas followed the woman's gaze and he was at a loss for words, "Well, it's..."

Celeste gave him a look of apologies while the woman's voice cut through, "What? Lost words?"

"Miss, it's not like you think. I was n..."

"Just look at you, you look decent. Why is your character so gross?" The woman blurted out, her gazes full of fury.

"You have really misunderstood. Olgas..."

"Shut up! And Olgas, I have loved you all these years, how can you cheat on me with some chick?"

Celeste didn't know what to say, those words stabbed her like a sharp knife but the guilt of being the cause of the misunderstanding hurt her more.

"Please, do not talk to her like that." Olgas voiced and the woman gritted her teeth. "I should not talk to her like what? Like this?"

Before any of them could even think of it, she grabbed Celeste's neck hard. Celeste couldn't breathe, she held her hands to stop her from choking her but the woman's aggressive clutch was not easy to break away from.

"Let her go!" Olgas tried to save her but in vain.

"Since I should not talk to her aggressively, I shall handle her with my actions, right?" And she grabbed her neck harder.

With the small amount of oxygen entering her body, she could barely make it. Her face turned red and her energy was decreasing a lot. "Pl-please..."

"Are you that hurt? Seeing your lover suffer so much, how do you feel? I would like to see how you will react when she dies right in front of you. It will be fun, haha."

'Why must I suffer so much? What did I do wrong? God, is it my last minute in this world? I don't really want to die... Not until I sent those cruel people who pushed me to the darkness to... To hell...'

A drop of tears escaped the corner of her eyes as she closed them, Olgus pushed the woman away and crawled to Celeste, "Celeste? Celeste? Wake up. Hey?! Please... Please, wake up."