CHAPTER TWO

Anderson rushed out of his mansion down the street with only his pants and no shirt to cover his upper body. He looked dejected, frustrated, and sad. His hands covered his mouth in great shock as he wandered restlessly.

Anderson made a strong fist and screamed, "Fuck!!" Venting out his frustration.

Meanwhile, Wanda sat quietly in front of the car along with the stranger. Her face emit brokenness and hopelessness which the man could read easily. He glanced at her slightly. "If I may ..." He asked with a sweaty voice.

But Wanda didn't answer. She was lost in thought. Where would she go to right now? She has no one left to run to for help or support, where would she lay her head when the night comes?

"Is everything all right, Miss?" The man asked with a curious tone. His eyes fixed on the road ahead but he kept glancing at her stealthy.

Wanda was still lost in her thoughts. Tears began to roll down her right eye without her realizing. The man looked worried and soon hit the break and parked by the roadside. As he stepped on the break forcefully, the car halted instantly which made Wanda almost hit her head on the dashboard.

"Are you okay?" He inquired again, unclipping the seat beat and facing Wanda with a curious face.

"Uh ..." Wanda mumbled, turned, and faced the man. "I am sorry. I am okay. I-i am fine." Wanda stammered as she tried to pretend that everything was fine.

"But you don't look like you are okay." He argued, placing his left hand on the steering. "Are you crying?" He added, his brow creased together.

Wanda faked a chuckle and spoke, “Crying...?" She wiped her tears. "It must have been hot in here." She added, fanning herself with her fingers.

"Is okay. You can speak to me." The man spoke with a reassuring voice. "But I am fine." Wanda quickly replied with a serious tone.

The man kept his cool and put in back his seat belt before driving the car back onto the track. After 40 minutes drive, he finally spoke again. "Where should I drop you?"

Wanda stared through the window and saw a hotel not far away from them. "Here is okay." She said with a low voice. Her hands clipped together tightly.

The car came to a halt and parked a few meters from the hotel. "What's your name?" He inquired with a smile on his face.

"My name!" Wanda asked back with her brow raised in curiosity. The man nodded. "Uhm, my name is Marry." She answered but she knew she gave him a fake name.

"I am Micheal. The C ..." He spoke but Wanda was already out of the car slammed the door and went to the back seat to take out her box.

Wanda didn't bother to wave at the man. She left hurriedly without wasting time. And so, Micheal drove off.

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Anderson was back in the house looking terrible and frustrated. He stormed into his bedroom like an angry bull. Agnes was standing by the door but was almost pushed aside by Anderson.

"Anderson, what's the problem?" Agnes asked. She walked towards him and tried to hold him. 

"Get off me!" Anderson yelled at Agnes, trying to wear his shirt. "Be out of this house before I get back." He sounded a warning to Agnes.

Agnes was confused and curious. What has come over Anderson? Did she do anything to ignite the beast in him? As she was lost in her thoughts, Anderson stormed out of the room and slammed the door behind him. Agnes tried to follow suit but her eyes drew her attention to something on the bed. She walked towards the bed and picked it up, it was the pregnancy tube.

Agnes eyes widened in shock, her brow furrowed and creased together. "No no no ..." She muttered in disbelief. "How is this possible? Is Wanda pregnant?" 

Agnes knew that she stood no chance of getting Anderson all to herself with this new development. But she must act fast before it's too late for her.

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It was noon, past 4 pm. Wanda walked towards the hotel with the hope of getting help. As soon as she got to the entrance, the security personnel stopped her. "ID please." Said the security sitting inside the box office by the entrance of the hotel.

"I am here to see the hotel manager." Wanda gulped down her saliva as she spoke with a trembling voice.

The security man raised his head and looked at her inevitably. His eyes rolled from top to down as he disrespectfully looked at her. "And you are?" He asked with a curious voice.

"I just need to see him please," Wanda spoke with a disturbed voice.

The security man refused to listen to her. Soon l, there was a commotion which drew the attention of the hotel manager who was just around the entrance to welcome an important VIP.

"What's going on here?" The hotel manager asked with a thick voice as he stood behind Wanda who was facing the security man.

"Sir ..." The security man was about to speak but Wanda turned and soon, her eyes and the Manager's eyes met.

"Wanda!?" He spoke with a surprising tone. His eyes widened with shock. She was the least he ever thought to see at that moment.

"Uncle Thomas," Wanda called out his name with little respect. 

"What are you doing here, Wanda?" He asked curiously. "I am here for my inheritance." Said Wanda with a straight face.

Thomas laughed so seriously that he held his stomach. "You are here for what?" He mockingly asked and laughed again. "Inhe-inheritance! You must be ..." He added, using his index finger pointing to his head to signal Wanda must be crazy in the head.

"Wait, where is your husband? Did you run away from him?" Thomas inquired curiously. Wanda bowed her head in shame and was speechless. "I knew it."

Thomas turned to the security man and said to him, "Don't let her in." He warned and turned to leave.

"You can't do this to me, Uncle Thomas." Wanda rushed to her uncle's feet and grabbed his left leg. "Please, I have nowhere to go. I-i need a place to sleep for the night." She pleaded.

Thomas harshly and forced his leg out of her grip, spitting in front of her with a disgusting look. He walked away without looking back at Wanda. Wanda cried profusely, using the hem of her shirt to cover her face halfway. Just as she was deep in her misery, Wanda felt a cold hand touch her shoulder from behind. She raised her head, her eyes a little blurry from shedding tears. 

The scene was breathtaking, men in black suits were all standing upright and surrounded her. Wanda managed to stand on her feet, looked at who touched her, and went wild instantly. She couldn't believe who she saw standing before her.

"You again!" He said with a surprised tone. His eyes a bit opened wide.

Wanda wiped her eyes with the back of her palms to have a clear view of who the man was. As soon as she opened her eyes, her g

aze fell on a familiar face. "Mr Micheal!" She exclaimed with an unbelievable tone.