Chapter 16Someone tell me I’m dreaming. Tell me this isn’t true. Robert can’t be dead. He just can’t. I had just seen him yesterday. Even though he rejected my love and treated me cruelly and harshly, I still loved him with all my heart and didn’t want him gone at all. I had grown so attached to him I could barely go a day without seeing him and knowing how he was doing even though he might not want to do the same for me.I couldn’t seem to understand how someone could have done something this heartless and pinned it on me. He didn’t have any enemies that I knew of. The last thing I’ll do on this earth is kill someone, much less the father of my unborn child. The love of my life. My lifelong crush. If the police had come for me, that meant the news had probably gone viral. What will his family and the entire city think of me now? What do I tell my child when he grows up and wants to know what happened to his father?My head was bowed low in despair as the police car sped through. I h
CHAPTER 17“What is your relationship with Mr. Ronald Wilson?”I swallowed a lump around my throat to find my speech coherence. “He is the grandfather of my husband. As such my grandfather-in-law.”She scribbled on her notepad and continued.“Do you perhaps have some personal grudge against him maybe because of a past conflict or disagreement?”Her question caught me off guard. Grimacing in confusion, I stammered, trying to reiterate my point, “No…no, I don’t. Why would I hold a grudge against a man who has been so good to me from the very first day he set his eyes on me…”“I don’t know,” she shrugged nonchalantly. “You tell me.”She was taking this the wrong way. Robert’s Grandpa and I have been on good terms right from the start. He was my late grandpa’s best friend. The long-standing promise they made to each other before my grandpa died was the only reason I got the chance to be this close to Robert as his wife after all those years of not seeing him and being far away from him. B
CHAPTER 18 “What?...” I grimaced intensely in bewilderment, feeling blood drain from my face. “I…I didn’t stab anyone…” “How then do you explain the fact that the forensic results show your fingerprints are all over the murder weapon?” She raised a brow, looking at me as if waiting for me to come up with a lie. “What…what fingerprints are you talking about?” I stared at the blood-stained blade on the table in front of me before looking back at her, completely clueless. “So you’re going to deny this one too?” She asked, her face crimson with stern rage. “You mentioned earlier you had a little misunderstanding with your husband yesterday, what caused the little misunderstanding?” I lowered my gaze and shook my head in despair, bitter tears making its way down my cheeks. My heart was clenching painfully in my chest. I can’t do it anymore. I just can’t. It was all too much for me to bear and understand, I might just go crazy. I have been wrongfully accused of a lot of things
CHAPTER 19“W…what do you mean she didn’t make it?...” My voice quivered as I tried to keep it steady. My breath was heavy, coming in short quick gasps that hurt my chest. “S…she’s dead, Lily,” the doctor hesitated before breaking the news with a heavy sigh. “She couldn’t be operated on due to lack of completion of the payment. Her body has been transferred to the morgue. I’m sorry. I did my best. I really did. You need to come now to identify her body and make necessary arrangements…” The weight of his revelation bore down heavily on me like a ton of rocks, crushing me to a pulp. I didn’t know for how long I stayed mute, feeling an acute sense of loss wash over me. My mother. My sweet mother…the only family I had left was gone. I won’t get to see her again. This was all my fault. If only I had gathered the payment and made it to the hospital in time, I could have saved her. She’ll still be breathing by now. Terrible regrets assailed me as hot painful tears burned their way down m
Chapter 20“Don’t listen to her,” the chief detective said in a firm but reassuring tone.As such, I didn’t pay attention to her threat. She could do her worst for all I cared. I was grateful the chief detective had succeeded in kicking her out of the room and taking her off the case. Now that she was no longer here, there was no one to influence his decision and prevent him from listening to me.“Please chief, I need to get out of here. The doctor called to inform me my mother just died in the hospital. I need to go see her, identify her body and pay my last respects…she’s the only family I have left. Please don’t deny me this opportunity,” tears stung my eyes as I pleaded to him as my life depended on it. My mother’s dead image kept flashing in my mind and I struggled with everything in me to push it away.His loud sigh hinted at the impossibility of that as he came closer and sat on the chair in front of me. “Listen, Mrs. Wilson,” he said as I listened to him attentively. “The Wil
Chapter 21Robert brandished a sheet of paper and pen from his side as if they were a weapon. Leaning in and staring into it with my tired eyes, I could see it was our contract marriage agreement.He addressed me harshly, shoving the paper to my face. “Sign this Lily to terminate our contract marriage agreement. I don’t want anything binding me to a murderer. If you check the bottom part, you’ll see I have already signed mine. Sign yours let’s get this sham of a marriage over with.”The detective after getting hold of himself, tried to stop him, a disapproving look on his provoked face. I can’t believe Robert pushed him away like that. “Mr. Wilson, this is not the right time or place to do this. I suggest you wait and get your lawyer to handle this.”Robert washed him with a cold glare. “I’m not leaving this station until she signs this. Try to stop me and I swear I’ll make sure you lose that badge around your neck and your license forever,” he threatened ruthlessly before returning
CHAPTER 22The pungent smell of drugs and antiseptics came wafting into my nostrils. I grimaced in irritation at the sickening smell, shaking my head to ward it off.My eyelids slowly lifted to reveal an unfamiliar environment flooded with bright, almost blinding lights. It took some time before my eyes could accommodate the light. Looking around, I could see the walls of the room were painted white too. It didn’t take me long to realize that I was in a hospital. The only sounds heard in the room were the beeping of the heart monitor and other medical machines I was one way or the other hooked to. I could hear some voices around too.Groaning, I twisted around on the bed and tried to sit up on the bed. My body felt so weak and sore like I had fallen off a cliff but somehow, miraculously managed to make it alive. But then, I couldn’t because my left wrist was cuffed to the bedframe. “Fuck…” I muttered in frustration before falling back on the bed. A wince escaped my mouth as my muscl
Chapter 237years later…The prison gates creaked open and like a baby learning to walk, I stepped out carefully, embracing my long-lost freedom. I couldn’t believe that after seven years of being locked away in this shit hole and treated like an animal, I was finally a free woman. The feeling was overwhelming. As a result, I covered my mouth with both my hands, unable to contain the rush of emotions swelling inside me as tears of joy streamed down my cheeks.After the trial, I was found guilty and sentenced to seven years imprisonment. Robert and his family hired some of the best lawyers in the country to argue the case. They did their best to see that I got a death sentence. But as fate may have it, I didn’t. Due to my lack of criminal history and a strong alibi the night the murder was committed, the judge reduced my sentence to seven years imprisonment. My attorney really did her best. From the way she defended me in court as if her life depended on it, it was obvious she was pas