"Zara is Justina Powells. A murderer who escaped prison.""What!" Frederick shouted in surprise."Zara is what?" He asked, still finding it hard to believe what Hailey just said."Don't be too shocked Fred, she hid her identity so well. If not that I had overheard her discussion with that man that day, I would not have known.""How did you even find out all this?" Frederick asked. Still doubting the authenticity of this new revelation.Hailey went ahead to tell them how she discovered that Zara was Justina Powells. "After discovering her identity that day, I met a private investigator. And together we uncovered more truth about her.""You mean what you just said isn't all?" Frederick questioned."Of course. How do you think she was able to move around freely, after escaping prison?" Hailey asked."I hope it is not what I'm thinking," Frederick said. At this point, his head was throbbing. How could he date a murderer?"If you are thinking of plastic surgery. Then you're right. She cha
"I'm sorry your life was threatened because of me. I'm sorry your life was endangered because you got married to me. I'm sorry for the pains you had to endure just because you got married to me, Frederick sincerely apologized to Rosaline."Listen, Fred. Everything that happened was not your fault. You had no idea of Zara's identity before dating her. I'm now safe, that is all that matters. Do not beat yourself over it. I love you, Frederick Mills. And it breaks my heart to see the love of my life hurt," Rosaline said. She snuggled closer to Frederick and placed her head on his chest. "I love you too, my gem," Frederick told her."I promise to be on the lookout from now on. I will not let any harm come to you," he promised.Rosaline smiled. "I know that already. You will be my husband in shining armor," Rosaline joked to lighten the mood."I thought it's knight in shining armor?" Frederick asked."It doesn't matter. You will be what I want you to be," Rosaline said, grinning."Your w
Frederick went round the whole house as he searched for Rosaline. He even entered Zara's room but didn't find her. Frederick went down the stairs and woke Isaac up."Where is my wife?" he asked."She is upstairs in your room," Isaac replied sleepily."She isn't there," Frederick replied. Isaac didn't say another word. Frederick looked down at him, only to see him fast asleep.Frederick vigorously shook him."I'm telling you that my wife is missing and you're sleeping!!" Frederick barked in anger and frustration. He silently prayed that Rosaline was safe wherever she was."Sir, have you called her on the phone? Maybe she left to get fresh air. Don't you know that being cooked up in here all day is tiring and stressful," Isaac said and yawned.Frederick palmed his face. He had completely forgotten about phone calls. Rosaline's absence from the mansion has disoriented him. He pulled out his phone and dialed her line. The phone rang but there was no response. He kept calling, and the phone
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