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Cole's mouth fell agape in sheer astonishment. This definitely has to be a doppelganger of Claire.
Otherwise his best friend's wife was timid and mute. She barely opened her mouth to speak. And even if she was slandered, she found it was better to meet them with silence than to retort.
"What? Is something on my face?" Claire asked with a grin.
Cole nodded his head as he confessed, "You have become fierce. I like this side of you."
"Thanks. I had to become outspoken for the sake of my marriage. I have to save Hunter and my relation, Cole. And I will need your help with it."
"I am always here for you two, Claire. Just let me know how I can help." He liked her spirit.
"Okay, listen to me," She held his gaze. "I want to gather information on Zara. Cole, I feel that her return is deliberate and that her husband's death is not natural."
Cole's back stiffened. His eyebrows knitted together as he suppressed himself from looking disappointed.
"I get your point about saving your marriage, Claire. But I think you're judging Zara wrong. I hung out with her when she was dating Hunter. She's a pure soul. Zara can't even hurt a fly let alone break your marriage."
"I want to believe that too. That's why I need your help. I want you to help me get her information, Cole."
"I don't think I can help here, Claire." Cole shook his head apologetically. "I know Zara and I know you as well. You both are struggling in your lives and the cause of your hardship is one and the same man. You must talk to Hunter and sort things out. I don't want to become a part of this where Zara is concerned."
"Are you saying this because of your friendship with Hunter?"
"That too, and also because I know Zara. She's innocent, Claire. I don't think she could kill her husband to be with Hunter. Your fears are justified but it's a ridiculous guess." He got up with a cringe face, not happy with Claire's perspective.
"If she wanted to be with him then she could have him two years ago by refusing her marriage with her fiance. Hunter would have crossed seven seas to make her his. But she didn't and quietly proceeded with her marriage. Try to see logic here. Zara is not behind your miseries. Your own husband is."
Claire stared at her hands in her lap. Maybe Cole was stating the facts.
However, he was not married to someone. He didn't know the pain of losing his significant other half.
He didn't have to fear an old lover who made a stunning return on his marriage anniversary. It wasn't his marriage dangling on the precipice.
On the contrary, Claire was tolerating more than she could. Her sixth sense told her Zara had more layers to her face. Even if she didn't, she would soon know.
"Thanks for coming to meet me, Cole. I will always remember this. But I will do what I have to do." She rose while bearing his gaze.
"Then good luck with it. However, if Hunter gets pissed off and does something crazy to you. I hope you won't blame him or anyone else. I already warned you." His brows creased. "Zara is very humble and down to earth. You will find nothing negative about her because she has none."
With that he departed with a frown that made Claire realize she lost a friend.
Although she took note of Cole's words regarding Zara seriously, she reached out to a friend from her school, Monty. He was a professional detective and mastered the art of gathering information even if it was buried five layers inside earth.
"Hi Claire, I saw the news on the internet. I'm sorry you have to go through that." Monty said.
"It's nothing. Don't worry about that. I will handle it."
"I always liked your spirit, Claire. You are a strong woman and you will go very far in life with your perseverant behavior." Monty was always team Claire.
Without wasting time, Claire told her doubts, "I just want to save my marriage, Monty. I will go to any limit to hold onto my husband. Which is why I need your help."
After a long sigh Monty replied, "I'm in, buddy. I always wanted to work with you. But due to our poles apart profession I dropped the desire. It will feel good to be working for you."
Claire thanked him. After hanging up, she decided to visit her parents to take them in confidence.
Her father was reading some documents in the living room while her mother was in the kitchen when she arrived. Scott took their father's car to college since she took his in the early morning.
"Claire," Dominic's body stiffened when he noticed her.
He left his papers on the table to get up and engulf her in a hug. Since he almost yelled her name, her mother also came running to them.
"Oh baby, it's good to see you back home." Andrea said emotionally.
They settled on the couch with Claire in the middle while her parents sat on her side. The way they glanced at her made her nervous.
The Argents were the second most wealthiest family in Bloomcrest while the MacIntyres were the first.
But what made them outstand the MacIntyres in terms of possession was love. The Argents loved each other and cared deeply. Their family was one full of culture and happiness. All the uncles and aunts, and cousins lived joyfully like they were cut from the same piece of cloth.
On the contrary, the MacIntyres were scattered. They hardly met each other. If family dinners were to be conducted, they have to go through their secretaries respectively to reach out to each other and make an appointment for the same.
That's why, when Claire expressed her feelings for the cold and emotionless middle grandson of Mr. Thomson MacIntyre after his proposal came, Dominic told her to think twice. Their family didn't know the meaning of unity. They were like the coins in a chess board which moved according to rules and conditions.
"I'm sorry for scaring you yesterday." Claire rested her head on her father's shoulder.
In response her father kissed her hands while her mother hugged her. It wasn't her fault that her husband came out as a jerk.
She told them about wanting to stay in the marriage with Hunter. Her parents stared at each other as they could see she was refusing to believe it. Even though it was in front of her eyes.
Her husband was gone.
They stayed quiet and listened to her. They brought her up with values that she must not give up in life. She was taught to be a Victor no matter what. Alas, she was trying it in the wrong place. They didn't correct her.
When it was time for her to depart Dominic caressed her head and said, "This house is yours, darling. Don't ever hesitate to come back."
"Why would I come back? I have my own house with my husband." She said with a chuckle, making her parents' face twist with a forced smile.
'You can't refuse it for long, Claire. You know it's over. I hope you understand that soon.' Her parents thoughts to themselves.
She then took her leave. Nevertheless, just as she stepped out of their mansion, she discovered a bunch of journalists with mic and camera men gathering around the gate of Argent mansion. The three security guards tried to keep them at bay.
'Zara Levine, you think you're smart enough! Let me show you the mirror.' She mused while strutting towards the crowd with her head held high.
Tbc...
7The cameras flashed just as Claire crossed the gate and came to this side to meet the waiting crowd of journalists. "Mrs. MacIntyre or Miss Argent? Which one do you prefer?" Irritated by the question, Claire forced her lips to curve. Her grin carried a hint of mockery as she faced the cameras before holding the gaze of the journalist who asked her the question."What should I call you- a journalist or a woman with impaired eyesight? Or rather... a brainless journalist with impaired eyesight? Which one do you prefer?"Her Savage reply made the woman chuckle sheepishly in embarrassment. The others stared at Claire with an impressed glance as she never spoke like this before.It seemed that the kitten had transformed her claws finally."Do you see this sparkling big diamond? This shows that I am married. Hence I will prefer Mrs. MacIntyre now and for the rest of my life." Someone from the mass of journalists clapped in amusement. The lady mouthed a small apology while another person
8Dusk hung over Bloomcrest while the winds rolled over calmly. In her Villa, Claire worked tirelessly in the kitchen. She was preparing food for Hunter. There was a cheerful smile on her face as though she was very happy in her marriage.Thea was helping in the kitchen. She took the dishes to the dining table as they were filled with a new dish by Claire. As she returned after her fourth round, she nervously pinched her fingers and spoke in a hushed tone. "Madam, I don't think Mr. MacIntyre will return home today. S-so I'm afraid all this food you're making is going to go wasted." "I left a message to Hunter in the evening to come home soon for dinner. He might have seen it and will be here anytime now." Claire said confidently. Beside her Thea made a pitiful face as she thought, 'You're dreaming with open eyes, madam. Your husband is gone. He's not yours any more. Why can't you see it?' "Can you pass me the ketchup please?" Claire asked. Thea remained quiet and helped the lady
9Hunter stared at her last message with cold eyes. 'Playing stubborn? I like it.' He mumbled while putting a hand under his head. He was in the penthouse on the sofa in the living room, staring at the door of the room Zara was in. Although he insisted on sleeping in bed with her and cuddling her, she refused him without blinking an eye. Zara claimed that she was a widow and Hunter was a married man. A married man with a loving and dedicated wife. It would not be appropriate to sleep with him while his wife was waiting for him in their house. Though the flames of need to be held tight were evident in her eyes, she suggested maintaining space. This was one of the qualities in Zara that Hunter was crazy about.She sacrificed her life and love for others. She prioritized others' feelings over hers. She didn't give herself the attention and praise she deserved. All her life, she thought about others. Then why shouldn't Hunter thrive to give her a deserving happy life? She deserved to
10Hunter didn't have to ask about his wife at the reception. A doctor who noticed him entering inside, who was talking to a nurse, left his conversation incomplete to escort the heir of MacIntyre empire to his wife's ward.Obviously Claire had to be taken to the VIP floor and kept in the biggest ward. As Hunter walked nearer to her, his body started growing sweaty and heart thundered in his chest.This feeling was equivalent to feeling the soul leaving one's body. What amazed him more was the fact that he was feeling this way for his wife who he was desperately trying to dispose of to be with his real lover.'What the hell!' A lump formed in his throat as he heard himself swearing in shock.In front of him were Thea and Cole sitting on a bench. While the old woman was rubbing and squeezing her hands in nervousness, his best friend sat emotionlessly staring at his shoes. However, they had one thing in common. Blood.Both of their clothes were stained with blood as though they were pla
11Pain engulfed Claire. Her body became numb as she expressionlessly stared at nowhere in the air.She didn't know what day it was or how long she had been asleep in a hospital bed, but she knew that not eating proper food for ten days caused huge damage to her body.She could feel her bones trembling. Her body felt paper light while her lashes weighed down with exhaustion.All of this she did was for what? Her husband didn't even care to spare her a glance when he saw her.It was after ten days they met. But still, he left hurriedly as if she was not in a hospital bed with a bandage on the head. The screeching sound of parting door made her lift her eyes. Claire noticed Cole standing on the doorstep with a frown."What's up with your husband? He left like a hurricane." He came inside."Something to do with Zara." Claire spoke in a voice lacking emotions. It still oozed with pain.Cole's back stiffened. He gritted his teeth as he shook his head."Zara!" He huffed while turning aroun
12"You're being insane, Claire! Like why? Why would you persevere to stay beside a man who doesn't give two fucks about your health?" Penelope ground the words out as a tear escaped her right eye.Although she was aware of the full story of her friend, she didn't expect to get the gore information Claire just shared.Hunter left her unattended for ten days. Even if he came to see her today, it was only for a few minutes.He has to he a total jerk to do that to his devoting wife."It's certain that man doesn't feel shit for you. Why would you still chase after him then?" Penelope literally screamed as she asked the question.Claire raised her now dry eyes. She was exhausted of crying. But her wet lashes made her look vulnerable."Hunter is distracted, Penny. Otherwise he was a very good husband to me in the last two months after I asked him to give me another ch—""Who the fuck is he to give you a chance, huh? That asshole should not even get an appointment to see you again. You're bey
13If Claire thought that was more hurtful, she was wrong.Just after Hunter left she saw her mother-in-law turning to her husband with a teary face and said, "Poor soul has to go through so much. Leon, she will be fine, won't she?"And she hugged her husband.Claire felt like a bucket of cold icy water was thrown on her. She had been here since last night and nobody came to see her except for her husband... Which was also for only ten seconds to count.Her parents were oblivious of her condition. But considering that Cole brought her here in his arms, shouldn't he have told her in-laws too? Beside her husband.Torment seeped into her bones and suddenly her skull began to throb with pain.Cole was standing beside her in-laws, soothing them. Claire couldn't bring herself to believe how suddenly everyone's emotions turned against her. Up until some days ago, all these people were on her side, shedding tears for her and pitying her.She could have endured Hunter's indifference because he
14While the lines of worry lessened around Cole's mouth as the ladies seemed to notice his words, Claire scanned his face for visible lies.He could be lying to fool her. Unfortunately, all she saw was genuinity.Moreover, he had no reason to lie. He may be Hunter's best friend, he was supporting Claire."Nice excuse but my friend and I are not imbeciles. That woman and rape... What a joke!" Penelope said, her words reduced the impact Cole's announcement had created.She refused to believe that it happened.She cringed and added, "I'm forced to wonder whether you are involved with Zara to destroy Claire's relationship. Cole, tell me honestly, are you doing this because you are jealous of your best friend having a loving and faithful wife? You want to separate them because you never had a chance at true love. Ain't I right?""If you can't say anything good, don't open your stinking mouth, Penelope Baker." Cole hissed out.His eyes grew darker, and if looks could kill, he would have red
223Closing his eyes, Hunter took ten deep breaths to stabilize his emotions."Calm down, Hunter. Calm down. Calm down for Claire. She doesn't want a brute for a husband. She wants a loving and understanding man. You can be that for her. You are already that man for her. Calm down. Think about Claire. Just you and her. Just you and her. Just you and her."While he attempted to make himself resurface from the dark abyss of indignation, the sound of the creaking door stiffened his body. He tried to think of himself in another scenario with Claire by her side.'I'm not letting you have the satisfaction to see me lose my shit, Murphy. Not again. Not again.' He told himself as footsteps drummed in his ears as Tyler walked in again.Hunter was bracing himself for another provoking statement from him when, "Hunter, son, are you okay?"He opened his eyes to see Avery looking at him with concern. She has a tray of food in her hands and contrition in her eyes! Contrition? Hunter blinked his la
222Hunter's heart slammed in his stomach as it throbbed everywhere in his body. His fingers curled and a tide of intense rage crashed within him. "Murphy, no." He shook his head in warning, his voice a low eerie snarl."No? Why no, Hunter? I gave you respite all these years. Don't you think it's time to pay back for your evil deeds done towards me. It's not like I'm doing it alone! Claire and I will do it together. This way you will only have to pay once for the crimes you committed towards two individuals separately. It's a favor done on you, isn't it?"Hunter fumed. His heaving chest indicated the kind of control he was having on himself. The pulse at his throat seemed to explode any time now, even then, it didn't stop Tyler from pushing his buttons further."I was silent all this while because I didn't want to disturb your married life. I'll be honest, you dazed me with your so-called picture perfect life. I thought you were happy and your wife whom I have never met before didn't
221Hunter sat in his bed by the support of the headboard, his legs stretched, right one crossed over the left. His hands remained firmly folded across his chest as stared up at the ceiling in the darkness with a face devoid of emotions and his heart bleeding in pain.When he had boarded his private jet to come to RavenMoore the other day, he invented a weird psychological thing where he assumed his heart was Hundred percent charged and strong. Since this journey he had embarked on to win Claire back wasn't going to be easy- given his long list of sins- he needed to be strong. He needed a strong heart to face the repercussions as well. Hence, Hunter strengthened his heart. Though it was stupid, he decided that he was going to minus some percent from the hundred percent after each heartbreaking incident he would encounter. This way he would get to know how it feels to hurt someone, how it feels to shatter someone's heart. After all, you can't truly know what it's like to have a heart
220Claire's breathing splintered as she looked down at Tyler. He was trying to sit up straight as Avery held his shoulders, her own eyes streaming with tears and chest dithering with sobs. Claire felt her heart crushing at the sight of blood. Tyler did nothing wrong to get this. He wasn't even trying to woo her into noticing him. It was all her doing. She had wanted to use him against Hunter for revenge. She had thought of dragging him in. Seeing his blood made her blood rush in agony. Claire wanted to support Tyler and wipe his blood with her own hands. However, the crazy fit of rage she felt compelled her to turn Hunter. She slapped him again and pushed him back. Hunter staggered. The first slap was enough to stun him. He was not ready for the second one, and the push had caught him off guard. "What do you think of yourself? Just who are you to beat Tyler like this? It was my decision to come with him... I will go with whoever I want, Hunter MacIntyre. Don't you dare think that
219Hunter got up and dusted his clothes. His emotionless face didn't give away his feelings, and that aggravated Claire. She wanted to know whether or not he was hurting. Was he jealous that Tyler was defending her as though he shared a special bond with her? "We both know that it's not true. Claire would never not want me. She loves me too much to fall out of love with me, Murphy. Who are you kidding?" Hunter sneered.Claire didn't know whether it was his belief in her love or overconfidence in himself that made him say that. However, her chest tightened and emotions dripped out of her eyes in the form of tears.She pressed her lips tight to not cry as she leaned more into the pillar, feeling too weak to hold her own weight on her legs. "Oh, wow. I'm impressed. You must have a Ph.D. in delusion. "Claire loves me too much to fall out of love with me"? Nice dialogue there, MacIntyre! Where do you get all these dialogues from? Don't tell me you've started a part time job as a poet."
218"You, son of a bitch!" Tyler howled as everything around him blurred into pure black darkness.All he could see was his target— Hunter. The freaking bastard was displaying an irking smirk, standing there with hands in his pockets. Tyler stormed towards him and grasped the front of his shirt and the first few buttons snapped, flying around them. Avery's gasp filled the air. She covered her mouth, witnessing her usually calm grandson lose his mind and behave like a different person. She was too shocked to stop him, and Tyler was too enraged to see anything or anyone else. He fisted his other hand and raised it to punch Hunter in his face. It was happening in slow motion for some reason. Hunter, who was least bit fazed by Tyler's reaction, chuckled as he fixed his gaze on Avery's face. "See? I told you, your good for nothing grandson is going to be pissed. He doesn't want me here." Hunter said in a biting tone, making Tyler growl. More anger rolled through him and he ended up sn
217Claire locked the door to her room and stood against it. With hands beside her on the door, she heaved, her chest rising and falling with each breath.Her heart was madly palpitating as her body shivered. Hunter was here— in the old Murphy Mansion. He followed her like he had promised that he would to win her back.Tears blinded her vision. Claire was confused why she was crying. They were not the tears of happiness... they were of anger and relief. And still, she didn't know why exactly she felt relieved to see him.Blinking her eyes, she sat down on the edge of the bed. She put her elbows on her knees and leaned forward as her interlaced fingers rested under her chin. She felt her throat throb as Claire thought back about his kisses.Wherever his lips touched was burning. She rubbed a hand on her neck and shoulder as she hissed to herself for feeling this way. Hunter was an enemy from now on. An enemy who tortured her greatly.She got up and entered the washroom to splash some
216Claire stood like a statue as kisses were being showered along her neck and shoulder. She was turned around, and two onyx orbs which caught light from the streak of light creeping in from the clerestory window from behind Claire shone darkly.Her heart thrummed as she perused that handsome face with plump lips with a hint of smile. The long lashes roofing over his dark gaze cast shadow on his cheeks.Claire stared deep into those eyes and surprisingly they made her shiver. She was not expecting him to follow her and come here. Not after he had been quiet as a cave unvisited for a thousand years.No message, no hint, he gave her nothing. And yet, he was standing here in front of her.Before Claire could think further, the lights returned and Grandma Avery walked into her line of vision behind Hunter. A loud clap shattered Claire's trance before she heard grandma say."Oh my god! I wasn't expecting this." She interlaced her fingers and hugged them to her chest, her expression was on
215Avery stayed quiet. Her grandson was going on the wrong path, thinking extremely wrong things regarding his future. But she didn't speak this time. Tyler was enraged, and anything she said would come as an arrow to him. Later in the evening when Claire came out, she looked rather dull and sad. Avery was sitting on the couch trying to knit a muffler. She noticed Claire coming out and waved at her, but she didn't call for her as she found her appearance surprising. The air of tiredness clung to her. The glow that comes on a person after taking a nap doesn't look like that, do they? They look rejuvenated and fresh. "I'm here, darling." Avery finally spoke, calling Claire over. Claire walked towards her and sat beside her. Her smile was small but the curiosity in her eyes was intense, "What are you knitting?" "A muffler." Avery grinned as she resumed twisting and gliding the long needles around to create a beautiful pattern. "For who? This rather looks short in size so I assume i