Two Couples, Worths.

Exactly a week and three days later, it's very early in the morning in Charles's Worth home and now, he lives with his newly celebrated wife, who is now free to live with her husband ever since the first wife decided to leave of her own free will...

Only that a couple things are starting to change...

Charles comes in frustrated and runs his hands through his hair over and over again. "Argh!"

Alexa turns in bed and opens her eyes. "What's got you so riled up this early in the morning?"

Charles looks over at her and sighs, trying to suppress the boiling rage within him. "It's nothing, go back to bed." It's all you ever do anyway.

"Did you say something?"

"What? No." He stands up from the unlaid bed and walks down the living room, he looks around and realizes how much, within a week, the whole place looks like a pigsty.

His mind does a flashback to just two weeks ago, and maybe as far back as two years ago. Bethany was an early riser and even before Charles, who as well woke up pretty early would wake up to go to work, she'll have his breakfast ready, his shirt and coat for the day neat, ironed and ready... And she never sent him off without a goodbye kiss.

Charles shakes his head vigorously to rid himself of those thoughts. On another note, he brings out his phone and dials her number.

And it's the same response he's been getting for a whole week.

"The number you're calling is out of service."

Now, Alexa is still sleeping up in the room, his shirts are unwashed not to talk of being ironed and worse, there is absolutely no breakfast for him to have...

Bethany...

Frustrated with himself, he grabs his wrinkled coat and dirty shirt and slams the door on the way out.

Later that evening, Charles decided to go say hi to his parents and possibly even eat his dinner over there since he's pretty sure that Alexa will be in bed by the time he gets home, or as is her daily routine, she'll complain of being tired running her mall to actually care about his own needs and in the end of the argument, he'll end up being the selfish bad guy, the villain.

Charles plops into the chair as his Dad, John watches the evening news on the television.

"I wonder why you watch the business and entertainment section, it's always so boring to me." Charles remarks

John laughs lightly. "When you run a business that requires you to know what's going on around you, you will come to understand. You're just being lazy, I'll soon step down for you to take over, just a few months to go and you'll be the CEO and you don't like watching the business news? You better start now if you want to make it by then."

Charles rolls his eyes. "Nothing is going to happen. Ages have changed past all of these..."

Quinn comes down the staircase wearing very skimpy clothing with heavy makeup.

"And where you headed young lady?" John asks her as soon as he sets his eyes on her.

"I have a date with my boyfriend this evening."

Daisy comes round with a spray bottle in her hands. She looks at Quinn up and down and shakes her head. "You look cute but don't you think it's a little too cute? Maybe you should tone it down a bit?"

Quinn scoffs. "Such old people I have parents. You don't know anything about the current trends and fashion..." She pauses for a split second, staring at the screen. "Isn't that Bethany?"

Almost immediately, every head snaps in the direction of the screen that's currently a little too silent for their hearing.

John immediately turns it up.

"... introducing the woman who had gone missing very many years ago, they found her recently and are announcing the old CEO will be handing over to her. This is what she had to say at her interview..."

"What? CEO of where? What are they saying?" Charles mutters

"That's guttersnipe. She's probably just trying to claw her way up by using some old rich man."

Arthur comes into the room wordlessly and stands at the back, smirkint while watching the events on the screen.

Daisy chips in next. "Maybe we should not be too worried about her. It's probably some old, run down construction company that she is getting and is only blowing it out of proportion so we can come begging or something. Don't pay any attention to it..."

Bethany's rich voice, during the interview waxes out of the speakers into all their listening ears. "I am so happy to be here. Never did I imagine that I was ever going to find my real family."

A reporter asks her before she walks away. "What's your relationship status? I'm sure so many eligible men would love to know."

Bethany laughs lightly and turns to face the camera. Looking directly at the screen, almost like she's looking right at Charles, he sits up, hanging on to her every word.

Maybe, just maybe he still has a chance?

"I am Bethany Worth. Mrs Bethany Worth."

"Whoa, you're married?"

Bethany smiles beautifully, the light catching on the jewelry that dazzles around her neck and her fingers as she flashes her ring to the camera. "Yes, I am."

Charles frowns. "That's not..."

Daisy scoffs immediately. "What did I tell you about this woman being desperate for attention? She ran away from the family but she is still using our reputable name to garner attention to her useless company."

"Or she's probably Bethany Worth because she's married to me." Arthur remarks, his head tilted to the side ever so slightly, observing the family in front of him.

Daisy is the first to snap out of it. "What did you say? Those kind of jokes are too expensive Arthur."

Arthur only laughs drily. "I, Arthur Worth, is married to Bethany Worth, the beautiful woman on the television right now." He states again, flashing an identical ring with the one they just saw on the screen on Bethany's finger.