As Frederick drove home, his entire thought was about the videotape Sonia told him to go home and watch. He hoped that whatever it contained won't be enough to break him and Rosaline apart. Once he got home, he went straight to Zara's room. He saw the video player on the desk, where Rosaline had left it. He played the video. Frederick stood watching the video with a look of doubt. She shook his head in denial."I didn't do this. This isn't me," he mumbled. "This video is obviously photoshopped," he thought. He turned off the player and left the room, mumbling how far Zara has gone in making such a video look real. He headed down the stairs but halted when he sighted Isaac carrying a glass of juice."Here, drink this." Zara's voice resounded in his head. He shook his head."What was that just now," he thought. Still wondering why Zara's voice was resounding in his head, he continued descending the stairs."Lay with me Fred. Do not worry. Once you sleep and wake up, you won't remember
Rosaline stared blankly at the door. She found it hard to believe that Frederick had walked out, without bothering to explain things to her. And worst of all, he made it look as if she was the one at fault, he had made her seem like the guilty one. Her mind was in turmoil and her emotions twirled like a whirlpool. She felt wronged. Hell, she wasn't the one who had sex with an ex, so why should Frederick blame her? And trust, what has trust got to do with something she saw with her bare eyes? Sonia had talked about trust and now Frederick had also said the same. Did they expect her to overlook such a horrendous video, all in the name of trust? Hell, she was a human being with emotions. She doubted that anyone would be able to wait for their spouse to get home and explain things. At that moment of thinking, her phone rang loudly. Pulling her out of her thoughts. She checked the caller. And once again, it was her lawyer. She ignored the call and put her phone on silent mode. She didn't w
"Let's divorce," Rosaline declared. "What? Divorce?" Frederick asked incredulously. And stared at Rosaline in disbelief."Yes. We are going to divorce soon anyways," Rosaline said with a straight face. "You are being impulsive right now, Rosa. Calm down and think about it," Frederick said in a pleading voice."Think about what, Fred? What should I think about? This is all your fault you know. If you didn't sleep with an ex or walk out on me. Things would not have been like this," Rosaline ranted. "Baby, I do not think blaming each other or asking for a divorce is the right thing to do right now. I made a mistake and I'm sorry. I really am. Zara will be delighted if she sees us like this right now. She did what she did to create a misunderstanding between us and separate us. Let's not give her the satisfaction of seeing us separated. I Love you, Rosaline. I really do, and I'm not ready to let you go. Not now, not ever. Please let's resolve this amicably," Frederick earnestly professe
"Drop that suitcase and head back to your room," Robert, who had turned around at the sound of the flower vase, ordered. "Who the hell do you think you are to tell me what to do?" Ace fired.Robert angrily descended the stairs "Your father. I am your damned father and you young man will listen to every word I say."While Ace and Robert were bickering, Martha, who was still on the ground, slowly crawled towards them. Both were so engrossed in their argument that they failed to notice her.Ace laughed out, on hearing Robert call himself his father."You are not…"Ace paused when he felt a jolt of pain in his arm. His knees trembled, as he fell to the ground. He looked down at his arm, only to find a syringe on it. Martha had injected him."I hate you," he muttered, then lost consciousness."What did you do to him?" Robert asked in panic. He ran over to where Ace lay on the ground and took him into his arms."Ace, wake up." He shook him, but Ace lay like a log of wood in his arms. One w
Marcus found his way to the guest room, while Frederick went back to their bedroom."Has that guy left?" Rosaline asked, almost immediately he entered the room."No…actually, he will be staying with us for a while," Frederick replied.Rosaline's eyes bugged out and she flared."You let him stay without discussing it with me first?" she asked in disbelief "Marcus is my cousin babe. He is family. I couldn't just tell him to leave," Frederick replied in a calm tone."So what if he is your cousin? I should now condone his attitude because he is related to you. Didn't you see how he was trying to infuriate me?" Rosaline bombarded him with questions.Frederick sighed, left the door, and went to her on the bed. He held her hands and said."Baby, I told you he didn't mean it that way. He was just curious. That's all. Just give him a chance, and you'll get to know that he is a great guy. Besides, we are going on vacation tomorrow.""Are we going to live at the vacation site? Won't we come bac
Rosaline and Frederick got to Paris at night. Frederick was so exhausted that all he wanted to do is to eat, shower, and sleep off. But that wasn't the case for Rosaline. Her eyes shone with excitement. She kept looking out the car window and taking pictures of whatever attracted her. The car stopped in front of a grand hotel."It's the hotel we stayed in last time," Rosaline exclaimed.Frederick nodded. He had jet lag and really wanted to sleep.He signaled the chauffeur to get their bags, then walked off alongside Rosaline. Rosaline began taking pictures of the hotel. She walked past him in excitement, then paused and asked."Hope I'm allowed to take pictures this time?" Frederick smiled."Definitely," he replied.Rosaline grinned happily, walked back, and pecked his cheeks. Then continued taking pictures. The hotel had a really wonderful night view. A big fountain was right outside it. The fountain had little lights that shone like stars around it. The reflection of the moon on th
"Son, you are awake," she said.Ace looked at her and glared at her."You think I have forgotten what you did to me?"Martha's heartbeat increased; she felt her heart almost leap to her throat."Did..did to you?" she stammered."Yes, what you did to me," Ace replied.Holding onto a last string of hope that he was talking about a totally different thing. Martha asked."What did I do to you?" her breathing hitched as she awaited his reply."You mum, you did something I will never forget."At this point, Martha's heart began to beat erratically. She began to rack her brain to come up with excuses. But the next word that left Ace's lips made her exhale without even realizing it."You made me the CEO, and now I barely have enough time to go clubbing with my friends," Ace complained.Martha recalled that just a week ago, Ace had complained about not having enough time to go clubbing with his friends. "It seems like the drug worked," she thought and stared at Ace."Why do you keep staring a
"Fred, I'm ready. What's delaying you," Rosaline asked. Both were about to go out. While Rosaline was already dressed up and ready to go, Frederick was yet to get ready."I'm almost done," he yelled from inside."I'm leaving without you in five minutes," Rosaline said. Frederick ran out immediately. His shirt was buttoned halfway, his trousers were below his knees and his hair was nothing to write home about. Rosaline giggled on seeing him.Frederick scowled at her."You made me late, and now you are giggling," Frederick accused.Rosaline shrugged and stifled another giggle. She walked over to him and began to button up his shirt."This is what you should have done since," Frederick said with a smile and patted her head.A few minutes later, both left the house with no destination in mind. As the couple strolled the streets of Paris, they ended up at a park."Isn't that the park where we did the three-legged race," Rosaline asked, pointing at the park excitedly. Frederick looked in t