"Zara Wright is dead," the guard told them."What!" Both exclaimed in disbelief.The warden pointed at Zara's dead body at a corner. She was killed when the fire broke out.Rosaline did not know whether she should be delighted or sad. Delighted that her life's threat was gone or sad that her life's threat was dead. Frederick on the other hand felt no sympathy toward Zara's death. To him, she got the ending she deserved.Rosaline and Frederick went home from there. Both were exhausted. Their lives seem to have a lot of events lately. And all these events in turn drained them. "Sister-in-law you are back," Marcus's annoying voice rang in Rosaline's exhausted ears.Rosaline glanced at him. This time, she did not ignore him like she always did. She replied."Yes, so?" Marcus was taken aback, he never expected her to reply to him."So, how is Zara?" he asked, to annoy her."She is dead. You can go see her dead body in the morgue," Rosaline replied in a cold and emotionless voice."Are you
"Congratulations, your wife is pregnant," Marcus announced."What!" Frederick asked in shock. "She is preg..what?" He asked in disbelief."I said your wife is pregnant. You should be happy and over the moon right now. Why do you look like you just saw a ghost?" Marcus asked."Are you really sure of what you just said? Are you sure that the test result you got is my wife's? Frederick asked, still finding it hard to believe that Rosaline was pregnant. How did that happen? He wondered."You sound like you don't want your wife to get pregnant?" Marcus started his observation.Frederick sighed."Relax, Fred. I was just pulling your legs. She is not pregnant. She's just stressed and a bit malnourished," Marcus explained.Frederick glared at him."Do not make such joke again," Frederick warned seriously."Sorry about that. But why don't you want to have a child?" Marcus asked curiously."You won't understand, Marc. With all that is happening in our lives right now, I do not think bringing a
"Gosh… I almost went crazy," Frederick said. He held Rosaline tightly as if she would disappear if he let go."Baby, You almost scared me to death. What were you doing there?" He asked.Rosaline sighed. She pushed herself out of his grip, took his hands, and looked up at him."Fred, I know you are honestly worried about my health. But don't you think you're overdoing it?" Rosaline asked."What do you mean?" Frederick asked, genuinely confused."Don't take this the wrong way, Fred," She said.At this point, Frederick's head was spinning, as he thought of what Rosaline was saying. Right now, her entire words didn't make any sense to him. So, he listened with maximum attention."While you were searching for me, I was hiding from you," Rosaline stated."What? Why?" "Fred, you didn't give me any breathing space. I understand that you were concerned about my health, but it was just too much. Feeling my temperature and asking how I was feeling every minute. It was too exhausting. So I had t
NEXT MORNING Rosaline woke up beside Frederick. Like always, she lay still on the bed watching him sleep. She watched his chest heave up and down with a fond smile on her face. She stretched her hand to touch his face when she suddenly recalled yesterday's events. "You are really selfish." Sounded in her mind. She retreated her hands and wiped her smile off her face. She was not going to forget being called selfish unless Frederick apologizes to her. She got off the bed, went over to the closet and took her clothes, then left the room, while Frederick slept like a log of wood on the bed, as a result of the drug he consumed. Rosaline found her way into the room beside Frederick's. She opened the door and used a stool to hold it, to stop it from shutting and trapping her in there. Once she made sure that the door would not shut, she turned around to place her clothes on the bed, only to see a naked lady sprawled on the bed. Who is she? She wondered. Rosaline tapped the lady's foot,
TWO WEEKS LATER Rosaline and Frederick were still acting like total strangers. While Rosaline was determined not to talk to Frederick, Frederick on the other hand was bent on making her realize her mistake. Despite their dispute, the couple secretly looked out for each other. It was obvious that they craved each other's attention, as they spend most of their time secretly staring at each other. Rosaline woke up, feeling drained and nauseous. She covered her mouth with her palm and ran into the bathroom. Frederick lay on the bed watching her with a worried expression, yet he made no move to go after her. When Rosaline emerged from the bathroom, she sluggishly walked over to the bed and sat down. She has been feeling nauseous for almost a week now. The worst part is that the aroma of food, even her favorite food, makes her nauseous. At that moment, she craved Frederick's attention. She turned to look at him, but Frederick got off the bed without looking back at her. That morning, Rosa
"I'm pregnant, Fred," she announced, smiling like she just won a lottery. However, the next word she heard wiped her smile off her face."Pregnant? For who?" Frederick questioned, staring intently at her."What do you mean by that? Who else would I be pregnant for, if not you?" Rosaline replied. Surprised by Frederick's question."But we always used protection and I have never released inside of you," Frederick said, still staring at her.Rosaline gazed back at him trying to figure out if he perhaps was joking. But there was no hint that he was joking."What are you trying to say, Fred? Did I get myself pregnant?" Rosaline questioned.Frederick sighed and looked away, then said."I do not know about it, Rosaline. But I'm curious to know how you got pregnant because I can vouch that the baby growing inside you is not mine.""Fred…"Rosaline called, but he cut her off."Do not get me started Rosaline. I have no idea of where you got your pregnancy from. We have not been intimate for over
Rosaline dragged her luggage down the stairs, amidst Isaac's pleas. Tears flowed down her face and her heart ached, but she consoled herself that perhaps it was all for the best. She wasn't going to keep living with a husband who doesn't trust her, a husband who accused her of infidelity without batting an eyelid. "Mrs. Mills, please come back," Isaac cried. Although he knew nothing about why she was crying, it was a known fact to everyone living in the mansion that Frederick and Rosaline have not been on good terms for over two weeks. Maybe she was fed up with their conflict and decided to leave, Isaac thought.Ever since he began working for the Mills family, Rosaline has been the only one who cared for him. She was the only one who asked how he was doing. Even Bradley Mills, who was the kindest of the Mills, has not shown him as much kindness as Rosaline. To him, she wasn't just his boss's wife. And he wasn't ready to let her leave.Isaac ran and blocked her path, stopping her fro
TWO MONTHS LATER Frederick's home looked nothing like its former self. It was now quiet despite being filled with maids who handled everything. If one looks closer, he will notice that the entire furniture was new. This was because Frederick discarded everything that reminded him of Rosaline. He changed the kitchen wares, dining table and chairs, couch, etc. As they all contained memories of Rosaline.The maids in the mansion can be seen quietly carrying out their duty with utmost care, as if afraid to make a mistake. The sound of a door opening upstairs made the entire maids run in various directions, as they sought for ways to exit the living room. It was as if they all feared whoever had opened the door."It's your turn to serve breakfast. Good luck and be safe," A maid whispered to another, then quickly ran out of the living room.The last remaining maid fearfully walked to the dining room. She stood in a corner waiting for the boss to come down. A few seconds later, footsteps we