ROSY I looked away, embarrassed. “I don’t know what you are talking about,” I muttered even when I was fully aware of what he was talking about. “You’re still putting on that dress?” He waved at my stained dress. I glanced at the dress and bit my lips. “Oh, it seems you also forgot that you threw up all over me last night. My car stinks so bad that I can’t even go close to it,” he said and my brows shot up. So that’s where the vomit came from. I must have drank so much last night. “Well… I never asked you to help me,” I wanted to show the ‘tough lady’ type. Caleb rolled his eyes in disgust, snickering at me. “Is that your apology for poking in my car and on me?” “What else do you expect me to say?” I shrugged. “Don’t say anything, just wash my car,” he replied and turned his back on me. My eyes widened unbelievably at his statement. “What? Wash your car! Hey, have you gone insane?” I snapped, stomping my feet on the ground. He crooned his neck, his length
ROSY Immediately the door opened, I jumped forward and swung the saucepan at whoever was at the door, but a hard large hand gripped my wrist. I winced and thrust the knife forward, but my hand was gripped and twisted. I yelled as I felt a bone snap. The knife and saucepan fell out of my hands and I was pushed to the ground. My back slammed on the wall, and I felt pain shoot through my body as I groaned, biting my lips to ease the kind of pain I was feeling. I slowly opened my eyes, and my jaws dropped as I stared at Mario, who, in turn, was staring unremorsefully at me. He shut the door and it got locked again. I heard a low groan in the kitchen and my heart leaped. That jerk! He must be awake! The groan turned into a mocking laugh as I heard feet shuffle slowly towards me. “Do you think you can run away so easily, Rosy?” Caleb’s voice paralyzed my entire body. Mario bowed to him and picked the weapons I used to fight a lost fight. He walked into the
ROSY My mind was still trying to comprehend what just happened before me when running feet echoed outside the basement. I was seated on the chair, star-struck and paralyzed. The door to the basement fell open and the cops entered the room. I guess the gunshot led them to me. “Are you okay, Rosy Connor?” One of them asked. I didn’t respond even when I wanted to. My tongue was stiff and wouldn’t move, to be honest, my mind was entirely blank. My cold eyes wouldn’t leave the body of Caleb which was lying in a pool of blood. Is that his blood or someone else’s? Why will he kill himself in the first place? Is he such a maniac? Some hands pulled me up from the chair and began to lead me out of the room. I didn’t want to look at that bastard again but I couldn’t help it. I glanced back and stared in dismay as they searched for a pulse. I wanted to find out more; I wanted to be sure that he wasn’t dead, but I was pulled into a car and taken to the hospital. “How do you fe
ROSY Am I dreaming? Of course, I am dreaming! How can Caleb be alive? How? My heart slowly began to freeze as he rolled the wheelchair towards the bed I was lying on, that terrific smirk never left his face. “I woke up before you even though I was the injured one,” he teased and I scoffed. My brows furrowed together when I saw a smile curve up on Madam Helen’s lips as she stared admiringly at Caleb. “Thank you so much for what you did, Mr. Thompson, how do we repay you for your kindness?” Madam Helen asked and I glared at her from the corner of my eye. Caleb’s chortle made me snap my angry eyes in his direction. His deceitful large grey eyes were fixed on my crimson face as he twitched his lips sinisterly. I wonder what could be going on in his mind right now. What game is he trying to play now? That coward! He better not think of mentioning marriage as a payback. “You don’t need to pay me back. I am doing what I should have done five years ago,” he muttered and my
ROSY I batted my lashes repeatedly as I stared at him. What is he trying to do? Threaten me? I scoffed at the thoughts wondering why I should be scared of his foolish words. Caleb chuckled and moved away from me, returning to the wheelchair. I let out a breath I never realized I was holding when he was a few inches away from me. “You understand what I mean, Miss Rosy?” He grinned. I narrowed my eyes, sending a glare across to him. “Are you playing games with me?” I scoffed. He crooned his neck, twitching his lips. I clenched my stomach as it fluttered when he did that innocent act. “Is that what you want to call it?” his eyes twinkled happily. “You have no repentance, Caleb,” I snapped and he giggled. “You seem to be a bit dumb, dear ex-wife.” His brusque statement made me flare up in anger. Is he calling me dumb? That stupid bastard. “Can’t you see that you’re my partner in this game, you’re not an opponent but a partner.” “I am tryin
ROSYI felt like my heart was about to burst out of my chest as I stared at my living room which was turned upside down.Incomprehensible words were written all over the wall, the pillows were torn and broken vases were scattered around the living room. My plush cushions weren’t excluded from this destruction.“Who could have done this?” I heard Veronica gasp.Who was able to get into my house without my permission or a key?There are only three keys to this place.I have the first one, Veronica has the second one. The third one?Who has the third one?“Who else has a key to this place?” I asked, refraining myself from blowing up into flames.“Evan?” Veronica rasped out.“Evan returned it the day he left,” I snapped angrily.“Then who has it?” Veronica muttered.“You didn’t come here last night, did you?” I asked and she shook her head.I ascended the stairs and sprinted into my room.I threw my drawers open without taking a glance at my room. The two keys lay in there
ROSY He twisted his head in my direction and that disgusting smirk pulled out on his face. “Come in,” he said, nodding me towards a chair. I scoffed and slammed the door shut before flouncing towards the chair. He rolled the wheelchair close to it and grinned when he saw the irritated look on my face. “What?” “Stop the pretense and get out of that wheelchair!” I snapped angrily. Why should he continue to be in a wheelchair when his legs are perfectly fine? The thought made me roll my eyes at him and scoff loudly. He tilted his neck, eyeing the flask dangling in my hand. Not so fast, hungry bear, you won’t be having this food until I get some information and assurance from you. I can’t believe I’m making a deal with the devil. Someone I should kill. Well… it’s only for the meantime, I will kill him after using him to find my daughter’s murderer. Besides, we’re in the same boat in this. “Is my face so cute that you can’t look away?” he teased and I narrowed my e
ROSY Katherine stared down at me, her intimidating eyes piercing accusingly at me. “What are you doing here?” She sneered, twitching up her lips in disgust “Your fiancé should be in the best position to answer that question,” I muttered a reply. “I asked you, not my fiancé,” she snapped sassily. I sighed; I was not ready to get into a headless argument with a crazy woman like her. I made to leave the room but she blocked my path and slammed the door shut. “I always let you go because I didn’t want people to know how you’ve been sniffing your way around my fiancé, but I won’t keep quiet anymore,” she blabbered out words that I couldn’t understand. I glanced over at Caleb, hoping he’d get this lady out of my sight, but he did nothing of such. Instead, he reached for the flask and pulled the lid open. I watched in guilt as he struggled to get the spoon to his mouth. “Honey!” Katherine winced annoyingly and shoved me aside as she dashed towards Caleb. “What are you eating? Who