ANGELIQUE SLOAN'S POVAs soon as the body above the bed was illuminated with Greyson's phone, I screamed as I lost balance and fell to the ground, where I bathed in the woman's blood. My mind couldn't comprehend the current situation at all. It doesn't make sense how the police officer, Joy Alcaraz, was inside the room that's designated for my mother. And most of all, she's no longer breathing. There's no more way for either Greyson and I to save her, or at least those medical folks downstairs."W-w-what's going on here, Greyson? Why is that lady there instead of my mother?" I asked in a hysterical state. "You probably know what occurred here judging by what you said before we entered this building, Greyson. Explain everything to me in detail right now," I commanded him, trying to sound like I wasn't about to go nuts."This is why I stopped you earlier. The people inside here aren't as sane as you thought. They all have loose screws in their heads and no one would be able to wake th
ANGELIQUE SLOAN'S POVThe past few days felt too ordinary. Knowing how the detective, Joy, was already dead, I could rest assured that no one else out there would keep on interrogating me as the prime suspect. Though I still have to be wary of anyone who might have a clue about my secret, Greyson still has the video as evidence, and that’s the only string that keeps us together for now.“Where’d you run off to? Didn’t I tell you not to go out without my permission?” Greyson asked, then crossed his arms in front of his chest.I sighed and copied his current posture. “What did you expect me to do? Stand by in the same room while watching you being so intimate with everyone else?” The delivery of my message sounded kind of harsh, so I avoided having eye contact with him.His hand reached for my chin, forcing me to look at him. “What’s so wrong with that? We’re not officially a couple, and I believe that our declaration of being engaged to one another can now be put on hold or totally re
ANGELIQUE SLOAN’S POVCompared to the hospital that Greyson and I went to in search of my filthy mother, this place is much better. All of the medical staff here seemed to be occupied with all of the patients that come and go, unlike in those two buildings, where they didn’t care if anyone inside lost their lives."Angelique, over here," Lian said from afar. Turning around to find her, I saw her at the edge of the second floor, waving at me and sending me a gesture to go up.She brought me to her father's ward the instant that I stepped on the same floor as her. As I anticipated, her father was asleep. "Is he in a coma?" I softly asked. I placed the fruits above the table that was beside his bed.Lian nodded once. “He’s been unconscious, and his pulse keeps getting weaker each day. Mom and I couldn’t sign the operation agreement because of the fact that we lack in terms of finance.” She had a blank expression, but her eyes were clearly in agony as she watched her father fight for his
ANGELIQUE SLOAN’S POV Each and every step that I took while heading back to the hospital wasn’t that easy for me, even though I had a straight face. My mind was literally like a puzzle that has absolutely no chance of being fixed. I know exactly what I need to do, but my conscience is pulling me back as if I haven’t taken my father’s life at all. There’s no clear explanation of what I’m feeling. As soon as I was around the area where I last saw my mother, I heard two women laughing. One was from my mother, and another one was from a voice I wasn’t familiar with. Curiosity piqued my interest, so I tried to take a peek through the slightly opened door. “Who’s that girl?” I whispered a query to myself with my forehead scrunched. I have never encountered that woman in my whole life. She looks more gorgeous than me. Her hair was the first thing that I noticed because of its blonde color. H
ANGELIQUE SLOAN’S POV The way that Greyson’s facial expression turned quite softer when he saw Gwynneth right in front of him and beside me, made me shiver down my spine. "It seems like the relationship between the two of you is far deeper than I imagined," I said, with the intention of leaving. "I heard from her conversation with my mother that she hasn't been able to meet you for years, and I guess that's true," I added. Greyson faked a cough as he rapidly shook his head. "T-that's not the case, Angelique. Don't get too ahead of your assumptions," he mumbled. "It's just that... I wasn't expecting that you'd return here with someone else. I was waiting for you to come back here with Lian, or at least a client of mine," he explained further. "You don't have to lie to yourself just because someone else is here, Greyson." Gwynneth randomly reached for his arm, then clung onto it. "I know that you've also m
ANGELIQUE SLOAN'S POV I have been doubtful of Greyson's real feelings since the beginning of his story regarding his relationship with Gwynneth. But there was nothing I could do but sit beside him and listen. "Wouldn't it sound more convincing if I told you about it with emotions?" Greyson faked a laugh, trying to dodge the assumption I made. "Didn't you see how much of a b*tch that woman was? Who would even dare to get back in a relationship with her?" I shrugged my shoulders, unsure of how to respond. "What was the reason why the two of you broke up anyway?" I asked, as my curiosity could no longer be contained. "I ended things with Gwynneth because of how she was living in poverty," Greyson directly answered without even thinking twice. "It's not that I'm looking down on everyone who has a low economic status. It's just that Gwynneth had been a gold digger," he defended himself before I could've attac
ANGELIQUE SLOAN’S POV Even though I knew that Greyson had already seen the crime scene that night, I still pretended that he had no clue about it when my mother mentioned it, thinking that it wouldn’t be great if she figured out that Greyson knows I’m a murderer. “Go on and try; it’s not like Greyson would believe a word you’d tell him. He knows me damn well and loves everything about me,” I bluffed, hoping that she would back down from her blackmail against me. My mother picked up her phone from her purse, browsing through it. “Well, this might be something that would make you change your mind,” she said with a grin on her lips, as if she were suppressing her laughter. As much as I was curious, I patiently waited for her to show me her phone, which I shouldn’t have done. I should’ve run away. I shouldn’t have stayed here for too long. I always end up thinking of doing something diffe
ANGELIQUE SLOAN’S POV “Huh?” Greyson exclaimed, scrunching his forehead as hard as he could. “Who the f*ck do you think I am to have a sex tape with someone? I have a lot of clients, yes, but that doesn’t mean that there are videos of them spreading online or anywhere!” he grunted. “Then, how can you explain that video where you were having a good time with Gwynneth while I was ending my parents’ lives?” I asked, ignoring what he said. A gasp escaped from Greyson’s mouth. “T-that...” He raised his hand in an attempt to grab my arm, but I nudged it off so he couldn’t hold me. “I wasn’t in the right mind when that happened, Angelique; trust me,” he panicked, making it sound like he wasn’t telling the truth. “Why are you stuttering? Have you run out of excuses?” I smirked to provoke him. Greyson shook his head. “I’m not making up excuses. I really wasn’t thinking straight that night. I w
ANGELIQUE SLOAN’S POVMy eyes remained at the center of the front page. Greyson pulled over, giving me time to react to what I discovered. “What is the meaning of this, Lian, Greyson? If this is some kind of prank, I’d rather you stop it now before I get furious,” I said in between my heavy breathings.“Don’t overreact, Angelique. It’s not like this is the first time that you’ve gotten yourself involved with crimes,” Lian mumbled, insulting me right in front of Greyson. “Besides, you’re not the one who’s going to do whatever’s written in those papers. I just showed them to you so you wouldn’t doubt your husband’s words,” she added.Greyson invited the two of us to go out for a while and get some fresh air, noticing that the tension between Lian and me began to worsen. He opened the door for me but not for Lian, which made me slightly grin. Fortunately, there was a stall open nearby with no customers, so we were freely allowed to stay inside. Lian and I watched Greyson from the corner
ANGELIQUE SLOAN’S POVNow that I think about it, Lian was also the person who brought me closer to my mother once more. She was also the reason why I got to encounter Gwynneth and realized Greyson's relationship with her. There’s something about Lian that’s making me convinced that she might have an underlying connection with either Gabriela or Greg... or maybe Greyson himself.“Where did you hear about Lian?” Gabriela asked; her voice seemed a bit shaky, or maybe it was just my imagination. “Don’t tell me that Greyson also got her involved in his nightclub?” she added.I shrugged my shoulders. “I don’t know. I saw her in front of the elevator and felt that she was somehow familiar. When I thought deeply, I remembered her name,” I lied, maintaining a straight face so she wouldn’t sense that I was bluffing. “Is she an employee here?”Gabriela avoided having eye contact with me, and it took her a couple of seconds before she gave me a response. “She’s not yet one of our employees. I hea
ANGELIQUE SLOAN’S POVThe two of us utilized the elevator to head up to Gabriela’s office. The other employees were all staring at Greyson, which somehow made me feel uncomfortable. However, Greyson suddenly placed his hand on my shoulder. “Can you please give space for her in the corner? We’re heading up to the 19th floor,” he said at the same time that they stepped away. “And stop giving me those sticky gazes; it’s disrespectful to my wife,” he added.After a few minutes, the elevator doors opened as the bell rang, signaling that we were already at our destination. My expectations were completely different. I thought that there would be luxurious people waiting in the hallway, but there was no one. The path was empty, and only the two of us were creating sounds of our footsteps.“Why are you still calling me your wife, Greyson? Didn’t we already agree to discontinue the act of being married couples?” I questioned him as we stopped in front of the third door we passed by.Greyson shr
ANGELIQUE SLOAN’S POVGreyson made me sleep on his bed last night while he covered himself on the floor, refusing to initiate any kind of conversation with me. I bet that he’s been mentally exhausted all day long, and no one else is to blame other than myself. There’s still an hour left before the afternoon, and Gabriela already called us for lunch. She definitely has something to discuss with us, seeing that she didn’t bother to invite Greg.“Were you able to sleep well with someone you don’t love, Angelique?” Gabriela asked with a hint of sarcasm as she was serving our dishes on the dining table. “I prepared some beef Wellington; I heard it’s one of your favorites.”I genuinely smiled at Gabriela. I took a spoonful of the beef and couldn’t help but praise her for how savory it tasted. “If only I knew that my mother-in-law was going to be this great of a cook, I would’ve loved your son with all I’ve got. I wouldn’t care if he ends up tearing my heart into pieces,” I jokingly commente
ANGELIQUE SLOAN’S POVI didn’t know what to do with Greg, so I decided to go with Greyson instead. I was behind him, and the both of us were glaring at his father. I held both of Greyson’s wrists behind his back so that he wouldn’t be able to fight back, as if he were handcuffed.“Don’t do anything rash, Greyson. You wouldn’t be able to face the consequences either way,” I said, trying to convince him not to ignite his father’s furiosity any more than that. “If it wasn’t for your father, you wouldn’t even be here in this world,” I added.Greyson hissed at me as he resisted my grip, pushing me away from him. I was about to fall on my knees, but fortunately, Gabriela was there to catch me. “Don’t try to act like you’re any better, Angelique. I know that you can’t wait to see me lying on the ground, surrounded with my own blood,” he coldly replied with a stern gaze.As I shook my head, I caught a glimpse of how Greg was on his way to slash the shard of glass on Greyson’s head, so I hasti
ANGELIQUE SLOAN’S POVAt that point, I knew that there was no more room for lies. The undeniable frustration that’s shown in Greyson’s face made his veins pop out from his forehead. There’s no right for me to complain about anything. “I can’t believe you, Angelique. Were you actually the one who’s pulling the strings, thinking that I was the one in control?” Greyson asked, accusing me of being a manipulative woman.I laughed, trying to set the atmosphere back to normal. “You were just that easy to play with, Greyson. It’s been years since we’ve been apart, and you really thought that I’d simply let you do as you please with me?”Greyson shook his head with a smirk on his face, removing his hold on my chin. “I knew it. I told you before, didn’t I? That there was something different about you, despite knowing that you’re still Angelique,” he murmured.I can’t understand myself anymore. If only I could be honest and tell him that, maybe he could actually help me think straight.We were s
ANGELIQUE SLOAN’S POVIt hasn’t been long since Greg and Gabriela went out of the house. There’s a high possibility that the two of them would hear what Greyson and I would discuss, so I was quite hesitant to give him a response.“You know what? Forget it. I shouldn’t have expected that you weren’t going to betray me for the rest of your life,” Greyson said, shrugging off his question from a few minutes ago. “You better think twice about what you’re planning, Angelique. You wouldn’t want to mess around with me.”I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion. “I don’t know what’s making you this confident, Greyson. You’re no longer holding a chain on me. Everyone around the world already knows about the crime that I’ve done to my parents, so there’s nothing else left for you to blackmail me with,” I furiously muttered, trying my best to keep my voice down as I don’t want his parents to hear us.Greyson clicked his tongue, supposing that I'd hit the bullseye. “Even so, I’m still your husband!”I
ANGELIQUE SLOAN’S POVThe four of us sat on the floor of the living room. Greyson was beside me while his parents were in front of us. It was quite a mystery to me how they addressed him as my husband, but I think he already told them about it. But still, I tried to pinch some of Greyson’s skin on his back, causing him to look at me with such a ferocious gaze.“What?” Greyson muttered under his breath, so I merely rolled my eyes as a response, showing that I wasn’t happy about all this. “Just bear with it for a little longer, Angelique. They just need to tell you something important,” he briefly explained.Seeing that I have no other choice, I sighed, then glanced at his parents, who were waiting for me to do so. “U-uh. So, what is it that you were meaning to tell me?” I asked out of pure curiosity.Greyson’s mother stared at her husband, gesturing to him to be the one to speak. “We want to apologize for all the years that we’ve been rude to you, Angelique. We didn’t know that you’re
ANGELIQUE SLOAN’S POVI could sense how serious Austin was with the words he declared to Greyson. His hands were tightly pressing on my wrist, refusing to let me go. However, I have no intention of letting Austin do as he pleases, especially not in front of someone I have known for years.“Can you let go of me now, Austin? I don’t know what you’re planning, but I don’t like what’s running through your mind,” I coldly said, placing my palm above the back of his hand. “I could’ve let this slide further if you were at least my ex-boyfriend or someone I had feelings for... But seriously, you’re just a stranger to my eyes, Austin,” I added to make him realize his selfishness.“You heard my woman speak.” Greyson stepped in between us, aggressively pushing Austin’s shoulder to make him forcibly let go of me. “I don’t know who you are, but you’re thick-headed as fuck, dude. Go find your own wife or at least a girlfriend and mind your own business. Whatever’s happening between the two of us wi