~SOPHIA~
I pulled away from Layla and tried to stop her, but Layla stopped me. “Clinton needs her,” she said, and I rolled my eyes. I didn't want to cause any problems, Clinton was now my husband, and even if he cried in her arms, it would be me he would spend his forever with.
“I don't want her here, she's the cause of my daughter's condition,” I sobbed, and Clinton glared at me without saying anything before he fell back into her arms.
“I know exactly how you feel, Sophia, but now is not the best time,” Layla said, and I cursed her inwardly. She was so stupid to believe me.
~JESSICA~“We can conclude that Mrs. Jade is the biological mother of Sophie.” The doctor's voice echoed in my head. I was relieved that Sophia was not the mother of Sophie, but I was worried about Layla.My eyes searched for Layla, who was struggling to breathe. Jade was by her side, asking her to calm down.“It's a mistake—it can't be possible, I’m—I'm Sophie's mother, what are you talking about?” Sophia t
“Officers, take her away,” I instructed. I couldn't let her threats scare me. They dragged Sophia away, while she was laughing. I don't know if she was losing her mind or pretending to.I searched for my phone in my pockets, and when I got it, I dialed a lawyer's number. He was very good at his work, and I knew him from before, so I knew I could trust him with this case.“Mr. Andrews,” I said as soon as he picked up.“J
~A WEEK LATER~"Okay, Mrs. Wang, but only for five years from then I request all my movies be taken down.”"Noted, Mrs. Minjun, but if you want, we can enter into a better deal where you get forty percent of all sales.”“No.”“First, seventy… Okay, we will
I stole eyes with Loren, who also didn't know how to answer. Luckily, the doorbell rang, and it caught Lulu's attention.“Pappa!” She ran to the door, and Loren followed her.“My goodness, Lulu,” Loren said while opening the door.“Pappa!” Lulu ran into Clinton's arms, who picked her up and kissed her forehead.
I watched as everyone ran out of the restaurant. I didn't scream or say a word. Some who ran past me asked me to run for my life, but I refused. I took a few steps to where Clinton was lying. I kneeled and took his hands into mine.“Cli—Cli-nto-n.”“Love—plea—please go,” he said, and I shook my head.“No—no, I can't leave you here, I can't leave you by yourself here, you're bleeding, you need a doctor,
“Threa—threatening messages?”"Yes, Jess, but don't worry, I'm trying to figure it out,” she said and held my hands.“You were supposed to tell me, Loren, do you still have them?”"Yes, but the caller is unknown. Jess, you don't need to worry about anything, I'll sort it out,” she said, and I pulled away to wipe away my tears.“Jess,” I heard Jade's voice. I turned to confirm, and it was him.“Are you okay?” he asked, and I stood up and fell into his arms. He patted my back, and I didn't stay for long in his arms as I pulled away in a few seconds.“I'm fine but Clinton is not,” I said, walking back to Loren. “Please give me your phone.”“Jess?”"Please, Loren, I need it,” I said, wiping away my tears. She hesitated but still handed me her phone. I knew the password, so I didn't need to ask for it. “If anything happens, please call me,” I said before I walked away, ignoring them as they asked where I was going.When I reached outside, I realized I had forgotten to ask for one of their
I freed her neck, and she put a distance between us.“Tell me!” I demanded, and she laughed while examining her neck.“You thought I would tell you anything, I thought you were smarter than that, Jessica,” she mocked, and I hit the cell out of frustration. “I can’t believe you almost killed me in their eyes, and you,” she yelled at the guards. “You are going to pay for this, I promise you that, assholes,” she massaged her neck.
I carefully walked toward the living room, where Loren and Chris sat. They still didn't notice my presence, so I intentionally cleared my throat, which worked as they looked at me.“Jess, what are you doing here?” Loren stood up and came to my side. She tried to touch my hands, but I moved.“I should be asking you that, what are you doing here, Loren?" I took steps toward Chris, who looked at me without saying a word.“Come on, spill it.” I intentionally touched Chris's wound, and he cried in pain.“Ouch!”