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Lisa was dumbfounded. Her eyes widening every now and then as her empty brain searched for a solution.She couldn't think which was of course worse. Annabelle's mother was almost on the brink of death, that was a fact and she couldn't do anything about it.Even when Amelia had nonetheless given her the option to escape, she didn't. Cecelia was already a cruel woman on her own and perhaps a foolish move from her might supposedly end everything. So with her mind screaming with everything it got for her to run… she felt her body betraying her. It stood in one spot rooted as though held down by paralysis.With Amelia in front of Lisa, it seems as though she's become an impenetrable fortress on her own as her eyes shot daggers at the fellas in front of her."I won't let you harm Lisa!" Her voice evident with threat. Her hazel eyes burned with intense murder. She was like a siege engine ready to let the first bullet out in its barrage. For now, nothing seemed to stop her. Although, it w
Lisa kept flinching at every sentence. Every word caused her heart to race tremendously. The texture of his tone told so much that he meant every ounce of his statement. It was already a problem for Lisa.Lisa's mind raced as she absorbed Alex's harsh words. It was as if a storm had engulfed her, plunging her into darkness and despair. How had her life taken such a tragic turn? Just days ago, she was blissfully happy, even though she lived in fear. But now, her worst fear has come to pass and her trust shattered.As pain emanated from her battered body, Lisa desperately searched for a sliver of hope within herself. She refused to accept this twisted reality that Alex, Cecelia, and Savannah were trying to force upon her. Deep down, she knew her innocence, but convincing others seemed like an insurmountable task.The room seemed to close in around her, filled with tension and hostility. Lisa's eyes flickered towards Alex, once filled with love and adoration, now cold and filled with ani
Slowly she regained her consciousness. She tried opening her eyelids but they felt so heavy for her. After much struggle, she managed to have a little sight of her surrounding which was blurry in her vision. As the seconds turned into minutes and the minutes into hours, Lisa found herself locked in a self-imposed mental battle. She was torn between yearning for freedom and the ever-present fear that pervaded her being. She had shed countless tears over seemingly insignificant matters during her time here, seeking a solution to her predicament.Memories of 3months came flooding into her head. She finally remembered why she fainted and how she ended up there, on the cold bare floor. Trying to sit up but the weakness she felt wouldn't let her. She had fainted due to starvation. She wasn't even aware that she has been that way for 6days with no one bothering to check up on her. The small room stank from her body odor. It's been more than a week since she bathed last. Tears soon rolled
"I am dead serious, I absolutely cannot do it!" Lisa's voice reverberated with undeniable determination, her tone stern and unwavering. It was at that very moment that Lillian's initially harsh and piercing gaze softened, replaced by a glimmer of understanding."Why?" Lillian managed to ask, her curiosity-fueling a desperate search for a rationale that could possibly appease Lisa's intense refusal.Lisa took a brief pause, gathering her thoughts before finding an explanation that not only justified her adamant stance but shed light on the complexities of their relationship. With a subtle tremor in her voice, she began to delve into the depths of her apprehensions."We are simply not compatible," Lisa began, her words filled with a mix of regret and cautious self-preservation. "Did you not notice the vehement animosity he harbors towards me? It goes far beyond mere dislike or aversion. His disdain for me permeates the very core of his being, consuming every fiber of his existence."Her
Well, that vow broke the very minute I discovered that she killed my Lia and forced her way into my life. She doesn't deserve to be my wife. In fact, whatever punishment she's receiving is best suited for her." Alex's voice was impaled with a dark sonorous emotion. Anger mixed with sorrow and sadness, in fact, he was unfathomable."Have you ever listened to her? Have you asked her to explain herself on if she had killed Lia or not? Did you give her the chance?! No you did not, you immediately condemned her because it's what the situation presented for everyone to behold. Lia is dead, so you have to get over it. Lisa is your wife and she isn't supposed to be treated like a slave." Lillian said, anger and resolution present in her voice."Mother, my marital life is non of your business." Alex cold voice said in a extreme low growl and Lillian cuts in."I am your mother for heavens sake and you must listen to me. Lisa should be treated as a part if the {Alex's surname} family. She should
He became more methodical, revisiting every detail, turning it over in his mind, seeking patterns and connections that might reveal the truth. It was a grueling process, a constant battle against impatience and disappointment. However, each small breakthrough revitalized his determination, propelling him forward. Xavier stormed into his office, frustration bubbling within him. The interruption caught him off guard, and for a split second, anger threatened to consume him. However, upon recognizing the familiar face that stood before him, he made a conscious effort to rein in his emotions. Taking a deep breath, he settled himself into a nearby couch.Eager to hear any new developments, Xavier leaned forward, his eyes locked on Alex's face. He hoped that there would be some progress, some clue to finally unmask the person responsible for contaminating his wine. He yearned for justice, for the chance to make them pay for their deceitful act.With a heavy sigh, Alex met Xavier's gaze, his
After the intense fight with his stepmother and stepbrother, Alex desired nothing more than to distance himself from the situation. He didn't want to bear the burden of their wrongdoing, even though deep down, he knew he was merely seeking retribution for the contamination of his precious wine. The thought of the incident alone ignited a surge of anger within him, reminding him that there was another accomplice involved, someone unknown whom he had yet to uncover.As his anger reached its boiling point, Alex's fist clenched tightly, his knuckles turning pale with the sheer force. The tension in the room was palpable, as if every object around him could sense his overwhelming rage. However, despite the intensity of his emotions, a strange sensation compelled him to divert his attention towards the photo frame that sat on the nearby table.As if against his own will, his face slowly turned towards the picture, his gaze fixating on the framed image. Within it, he saw a captured moment fr
"We should get this over and done with, or else I might as well kill Alex once and for all," Chris responded with a sneer in his voice, his anger still simmering beneath the surface. The intensity of his emotions lingered, tainting his words with a dangerous edge. He relished the thought of revenge, envisioning a scenario where he could bring Alex to his knees for the pain he had inflicted upon Chris and his loved ones.But just as the words left his lips, a sudden voice startled him, piercing through the charged atmosphere of the call. Chris turned abruptly, his eyes widening with surprise, only to find Tiana standing there, her gaze fixed upon him. In that moment, a realization washed over him like a cold shower—she had been eavesdropping, surreptitiously listening in on his conversation.A myriad of thoughts raced through his mind, attempting to piece together an explanation for Tiana's intrusion. Had she overheard enough to comprehend the magnitude of their predicament? Was her pr