Chapter 009Lucy's POV “Hello Lucy,” she greeted, plastering a smile on her face. I froze, shocked. Was Johnson insane? After telling him I didn't want her here, he still had the guts to let her come. No! I can't stay with Zara. I can't live with a murderer. If she could kill her child and attempt to kill her husband's personal assistant, then she could kill her brother as well or me, his wife. “Hey, Zara,” I said, my voice dripping with disgust. I rolled my eyes off, avoiding her gaze. We all went and sat at the dining table. The next thing Zara did made my heart tighten. She even had the guts to serve herself without even waiting for me, the wife of the house, to serve first. That felt like a slap in the face. In my own house? I shook my head before serving myself. There was silence for a while between us. The dining room was filled with tension.“Are you sick? You act weird. I know you to be a cheerful person. What happened?” she finally broke the silence. What did she expect
Chapter 010Zara's POV I was already tired, the stress of the long journey was overwhelming as I decided to go to my room and get some rest. Just when I held my doorknob and was about to open my door, I heard Lucy's voice coming from their room. I stopped to listen to what was happening, but the voice wasn't clear enough. For the past few hours I spent with Lucy earlier she had given me this cold attitude. I just didn't understand her, Johnson was my blood brother. I couldn't snatch him away from her, so why the jealousy?I just hoped they weren't arguing because of me. Driven by curiosity, I walked to the room, and funny enough there it was half closed. Just as I pushed the door open completely, I heard what I least expect from Lucy. “I can't stay with a murderer in the same house, Johnson. You saw it clearly on the news, she killed her son and attempted to kill her husband's employee in his office,” she said, her voice devoid of anger. “W…. What did you just say, Lucy?” I manag
Chapter 001Zara's POV “Mom, it's getting dark and dad hasn't come Back up till now,” Charles, my five-year-old son said, worried. “I guess he is on his way, baby, he promised you he would come and celebrate your birthday with you, and you know dad doesn't break promises,” I said, as I swallowed the painful lump in my throat. Deep down I knew Armstrong had definitely forgotten about Charles' birthday, or just chose not to come back home. I said those words without any iota of hope. I just said them to Charles just to calm him down. I grabbed my phone from the dining table and dialed Armstrong's number again for the 33rd time, but there was still no response. It was already 4pm, and I had been calling him since morning. He neither picks my calls nor replies to my texts. Charles sensed something was wrong. “Mom, dad isn't answering the phone right?” he asked, his eyes filled with tears. “Ah… Y… Yes Maybe he is driving,” I argued as my heart tightened painfully. I had been givin
Chapter 002Zara's POV I was confused and shocked. Before I could alter a word or do anything, the door opened and Armstrong and his staff members stormed in. Armstrong's eyes widened. “What the fuck! Call an ambulance ASAP,” he ordered as he rushed towards Victoria. “It's alright, it's going to be fine,” he whispered. “Sh…. She wanted to kill me,” Victoria murmured dramatically as her index finger pointed in my direction. Tears streamed down her face. Victoria was really a drama queen. “I… I swear I wasn't the one. Sh…she stabbed her….” “What the fuck did you do to her? Are you supposed to be here?” Armstrong spat. A wave of humiliation ran through my veins as my heart raced. I raked my hands through my dark hair trying to process what was going on. Because it didn't seem real. “I came because of Charles,” I finally found my voice. “You call the police, now,” he said as he pointed at one of his staff who was at the door. “Right away sir.” For a moment I froze, my heart tur
Chapter 003Zara's POV Charles was laid on the ground at the center of his room. My pulse drums crazily as I ran to him. “Charles,” I shouted as I wrapped him around my arms. His body was cold as though he had been brought out of a fridge. My trembling fingers pressed desperately against the cold hand of Charles, searching in vain for a pulse that wasn’t there. No! Maybe I could feel it because I didn't know where it was located. I began shivering, my heart tightened, I couldn't breathe properly. I stretched and grabbed my handbag. I wiped out my phone and dialed Robert's number. He answered on the first ring. “Robert, please call the ambulance, my son is not moving, I think he has fainted,” I said, still not wanting to believe that he was dead. After a few minutes, the ambulance rushed into Charles' room where I was seated, and Charles wrapped around my arms. “Please, nurses do something,” I said as tears streamed down my cheeks. If Charles dies, I won't be able to forgive m
Chapter 004Zara's POV It had been a day since the death of Charles, my little boy, the only treasure I had. A day of darkness and gloom, crying myself to sleep at night. When I got married to Armstrong, I was so stupidly and foolishly in love with him that I never imagined a day would come that I would be the one demanding a divorce, not him. I was so foolish, and I had to pay the price. Charles was gone, my marriage was as well about to be gone. I had nothing left, all I had left was a broken heart, and Victoria was the cause, that bitch. I woke up angry and frustrated. I yawned and stretched before picking up my phone, hoping to see a text from Armstrong, but there was none. I scrolled through the endless list of missed calls, but he didn't bother to call. I knew he was shagging Victoria and that bitch wouldn't let him come back to me, though I wasn't expecting him back. I haven't received any response from Armstrong since when I texted him about our divorce. I dialed his nu
Chapter 005Armstrong's POV “I don't know why Zara is so stubborn,” I murmured under my breath. I walked back to Victoria, who was still lying on the couch. “I'm so sorry about that sweetheart, Zara never used to be like this,” I said. “uhmm…. She is a very dangerous sweetheart. She nearly killed me. You know that, you have to get rid of her as soon as possible, OK?” Yeah… But,” “Aren't you tired of her, Armstrong? She asked, softly. “You deserve some peace of mind,” she added. “That's right,” I said, nodding repeatedly. I went back and sat on my office chair that was a blend of comfort and style, built for all-day support. I poured a shot of whiskey into a glass cup, I took a swig of it as I stomped my feet. “what the fuck is wrong with Zara? I, myself, want a divorce, but divorcing now will make us the talk of the town, and it might affect my reputation as the CEO of this respected company. I stood up and walked to the window, my finger tracing my jaw. I couldn't beli
Chapter 006Zara's POV I quickly turned back to see who had just shouted my name. It was Toby, my cousin. We did the same school with him, and he warned me about Armstrong, but I thought he was envying me. I didn't listen to him, I was so foolishly and blindly in love. “Hey, what's going on with you? Huh, your son's death and the attempted murder is all over the news. I tried calling you, but you weren't answering,” he said. “Look, if you're here to make fun of me, then please, leave me alone, Toby. I know I fucked up. I shouldn't have married Armstrong but it just……,” I said without even sparing him a glance. “Did you really try to kill his personal assistant?” he cut me off. I raised my teary eyes and looked at him in shock and disbelief. “Did you really think I would do that? Huh? Do I look like a murderer?” I spat as tears rolled down my cheeks. “It's OK Zara, I know you didn't, and I'm sorry about your loss. Charles was a good boy. I will miss him too.”He said as he wrapp
Chapter 010Zara's POV I was already tired, the stress of the long journey was overwhelming as I decided to go to my room and get some rest. Just when I held my doorknob and was about to open my door, I heard Lucy's voice coming from their room. I stopped to listen to what was happening, but the voice wasn't clear enough. For the past few hours I spent with Lucy earlier she had given me this cold attitude. I just didn't understand her, Johnson was my blood brother. I couldn't snatch him away from her, so why the jealousy?I just hoped they weren't arguing because of me. Driven by curiosity, I walked to the room, and funny enough there it was half closed. Just as I pushed the door open completely, I heard what I least expect from Lucy. “I can't stay with a murderer in the same house, Johnson. You saw it clearly on the news, she killed her son and attempted to kill her husband's employee in his office,” she said, her voice devoid of anger. “W…. What did you just say, Lucy?” I manag
Chapter 009Lucy's POV “Hello Lucy,” she greeted, plastering a smile on her face. I froze, shocked. Was Johnson insane? After telling him I didn't want her here, he still had the guts to let her come. No! I can't stay with Zara. I can't live with a murderer. If she could kill her child and attempt to kill her husband's personal assistant, then she could kill her brother as well or me, his wife. “Hey, Zara,” I said, my voice dripping with disgust. I rolled my eyes off, avoiding her gaze. We all went and sat at the dining table. The next thing Zara did made my heart tighten. She even had the guts to serve herself without even waiting for me, the wife of the house, to serve first. That felt like a slap in the face. In my own house? I shook my head before serving myself. There was silence for a while between us. The dining room was filled with tension.“Are you sick? You act weird. I know you to be a cheerful person. What happened?” she finally broke the silence. What did she expect
Chapter 008Zara POV It was a great three-hour flight, and I was already tired. I had been waiting for my brother at the airport for almost an hour. He texted me earlier that he was in a meeting. “shit,” I groaned. I dug out my phone, angry and frustrated. I dialed his number and he picked up at the first ring. A wave of relief washed over me.“Hey, Johnson, I'm already tired of waiting, please where are you?” I said, frowning my face as if he could see me through the phone. “I'm so sorry, Zara, the meeting is over, and I'm already on my way. In the next few minutes I will be at the airport,” he replied, his voice soft and soothing as always. Without a reply, I ended the call. I went and bought a snack as my stomach was already empty. After a few minutes, a black Chevrolet stopped in front of me. My heart skipped a beat as I snapped my head away. I heard the car door slam open. I couldn't resist the urge to keep my eyes away. Out of curiosity, I turned, and my eyes pinned on John
Chapter 007Zara's POV It felt cold. I rose slowly from the bed, yawning and stretching. The weight of all that I had been going through pressed down on me like a tidal. I stood up and opened the window curtain, the sun's rays projected in my face. Still groggy from sleep, I headed to the bathroom. I took my bath and wore old jeans and a t-shirt of mine I found in my wardrobe yesterday. I walked to the kitchen and opened the fridge. I took out a can of milk and bread and placed it on the counter. I walked to the cupboard and grabbed a cup and a plate. I went back to the counter, took my bread and milk before going to the dining table. I forced myself to eat, swallowing hard on each piece. After eating, I headed to grandma's room. I found her sleeping. Grandma did wake up early, but as she wasn't awake till that time, I knew she worked all day yesterday. She must have been tired. I closed the door gently before making my way out. I hailed a cab which took me to the cemetery wher
Chapter 006Zara's POV I quickly turned back to see who had just shouted my name. It was Toby, my cousin. We did the same school with him, and he warned me about Armstrong, but I thought he was envying me. I didn't listen to him, I was so foolishly and blindly in love. “Hey, what's going on with you? Huh, your son's death and the attempted murder is all over the news. I tried calling you, but you weren't answering,” he said. “Look, if you're here to make fun of me, then please, leave me alone, Toby. I know I fucked up. I shouldn't have married Armstrong but it just……,” I said without even sparing him a glance. “Did you really try to kill his personal assistant?” he cut me off. I raised my teary eyes and looked at him in shock and disbelief. “Did you really think I would do that? Huh? Do I look like a murderer?” I spat as tears rolled down my cheeks. “It's OK Zara, I know you didn't, and I'm sorry about your loss. Charles was a good boy. I will miss him too.”He said as he wrapp
Chapter 005Armstrong's POV “I don't know why Zara is so stubborn,” I murmured under my breath. I walked back to Victoria, who was still lying on the couch. “I'm so sorry about that sweetheart, Zara never used to be like this,” I said. “uhmm…. She is a very dangerous sweetheart. She nearly killed me. You know that, you have to get rid of her as soon as possible, OK?” Yeah… But,” “Aren't you tired of her, Armstrong? She asked, softly. “You deserve some peace of mind,” she added. “That's right,” I said, nodding repeatedly. I went back and sat on my office chair that was a blend of comfort and style, built for all-day support. I poured a shot of whiskey into a glass cup, I took a swig of it as I stomped my feet. “what the fuck is wrong with Zara? I, myself, want a divorce, but divorcing now will make us the talk of the town, and it might affect my reputation as the CEO of this respected company. I stood up and walked to the window, my finger tracing my jaw. I couldn't beli
Chapter 004Zara's POV It had been a day since the death of Charles, my little boy, the only treasure I had. A day of darkness and gloom, crying myself to sleep at night. When I got married to Armstrong, I was so stupidly and foolishly in love with him that I never imagined a day would come that I would be the one demanding a divorce, not him. I was so foolish, and I had to pay the price. Charles was gone, my marriage was as well about to be gone. I had nothing left, all I had left was a broken heart, and Victoria was the cause, that bitch. I woke up angry and frustrated. I yawned and stretched before picking up my phone, hoping to see a text from Armstrong, but there was none. I scrolled through the endless list of missed calls, but he didn't bother to call. I knew he was shagging Victoria and that bitch wouldn't let him come back to me, though I wasn't expecting him back. I haven't received any response from Armstrong since when I texted him about our divorce. I dialed his nu
Chapter 003Zara's POV Charles was laid on the ground at the center of his room. My pulse drums crazily as I ran to him. “Charles,” I shouted as I wrapped him around my arms. His body was cold as though he had been brought out of a fridge. My trembling fingers pressed desperately against the cold hand of Charles, searching in vain for a pulse that wasn’t there. No! Maybe I could feel it because I didn't know where it was located. I began shivering, my heart tightened, I couldn't breathe properly. I stretched and grabbed my handbag. I wiped out my phone and dialed Robert's number. He answered on the first ring. “Robert, please call the ambulance, my son is not moving, I think he has fainted,” I said, still not wanting to believe that he was dead. After a few minutes, the ambulance rushed into Charles' room where I was seated, and Charles wrapped around my arms. “Please, nurses do something,” I said as tears streamed down my cheeks. If Charles dies, I won't be able to forgive m
Chapter 002Zara's POV I was confused and shocked. Before I could alter a word or do anything, the door opened and Armstrong and his staff members stormed in. Armstrong's eyes widened. “What the fuck! Call an ambulance ASAP,” he ordered as he rushed towards Victoria. “It's alright, it's going to be fine,” he whispered. “Sh…. She wanted to kill me,” Victoria murmured dramatically as her index finger pointed in my direction. Tears streamed down her face. Victoria was really a drama queen. “I… I swear I wasn't the one. Sh…she stabbed her….” “What the fuck did you do to her? Are you supposed to be here?” Armstrong spat. A wave of humiliation ran through my veins as my heart raced. I raked my hands through my dark hair trying to process what was going on. Because it didn't seem real. “I came because of Charles,” I finally found my voice. “You call the police, now,” he said as he pointed at one of his staff who was at the door. “Right away sir.” For a moment I froze, my heart tur