ESTELLE After how Skyla easily manipulated us, I didn’t know if I could trust him even if I saw the evidence. He could easily exploit these pieces of paper to get into his ex and his son— this was what a psychopath would do. Or they could be both crazy. Look at what paranoia could do and affect someone’s state of mind. My muscles tensed as I stared at Jake. “Jake makes a good living. I was in his bar. Everyone is his friends. That’s how you know he’s a good person. His house is clean. I saw pictures of Everette in his home. He doesn’t have a woman in his life. He doesn’t drink. He has a good amount in his bank account and pays his tax on time.” “How did you know that?” Jake asked Sax. “But when a woman uses two names? That’s a red flag. When she asked me for breakfast, I saw her ID. I realized she’s been lying to us. She doesn’t have furniture other than a couch and a TV. I didn’t have time to check her kitchen and the bathroom, but her ID caught me off guard.” Linden stood up
LINDEN I’d made a lot of mistakes in my life, but this time, I almost ruined a man’s life, a father to a little boy, because I let my emotions get the best of me. Maybe a past should be left in the past. And I should have just followed my gut. “When you’re silent like this, I know there’s a lot going on in your head.” “I know. I’m sorry.” I kissed her hand. “I almost ruined his life. Even if the court acquits him for the lack of evidence, his name has already been disgraced. I couldn’t help but look back at how my life was simple back then. Sometimes, having this kind of position always puts me in the tough spot, decision-making that involves life, and I don’t wanna make that decision again.” “Hey. you can’t blame yourself. You always have a blind spot regarding the people you care about. Everyone does.” “I hated her for years. Then, I began to care because I thought she was a victim. She used it to get my sympathy, to manipulate me. She blindsided me, Estelle. I won’t let it go
LINDEN The officer opened the door to the room. Skyla wasn’t there yet. “We can leave if you feel uncomfortable around her,” I told Estelle. “I’m fine. I wish I could slap her. I was really nice and genuine to her, and she exploited my kindness. If we didn’t find out, I’m afraid she would do something to tear us apart, maybe create a story and make me look like the bad guy or a jealous wife. Or maybe drug you and pretend you sleep with her.” “What the fuck? Where did that idea come from?” My eyebrows furrowed. I wanted to throw up just thinking of waking up next to Skyla. “Don’t ever think like that. Nothing can tear us apart, okay?” “Well, you don’t know that, and you once trusted her. Given that she’s a bitch who has been obsessed with you, it’s possible and could be a part of her failed plan.” “That’s not going to happen, baby. I know you won’t do anything to hurt me. And I trust you with everything. And you know that I would never do something to hurt you.” Skyla walked in
ESTELLE“I have the result.” Micah waved the envelope in my face.I grabbed it from her and quickly ripped the envelope open. The red liquid lipstick and the Starlash mascara Tatiana used lay upon the result. If this was contaminated or laced with any toxic substance, we had to pull out from all suppliers, retailers, and resellers, including all shops, and stop the production.My heart hammered even if I knew our products were top qualities. I unfolded the envelope. As soon as I read the report, I closed my eyes and smiled.“What does it say?”“Get this bitch!” I waved it in her face, making her laugh.“I have no doubt!” Micah yelled in my office.“Me too. Put the paper on my table. I have to picture that and post it on my Ig. I wanna show the people that we don’t play around here.”“Do it.”“Damn, I wanna shove this piece of paper into her face. She ruined my company. Now it’s payback time, bitch.”After I took the photo, I quickly uploaded it on my Instagram with a three three-word
LINDEN That sick son of a bitch! “Where are you going?” Estelle followed me out of the Gunner Room. “I need some air.” My blood was still boiling. I was still shaking with rage. I would have already broken his face if he was just in front of me. Father-in-law or not, I didn’t give a fuck. He couldn’t accept Estelle chose me over his pompous ass boy, and now he wanted to ruin us. “Hey.” She took my hand, linking it with hers. She knew I was shaking. “I should be the one furious. He ruined my company, but I don’t want to give him the satisfaction he craves, Gabriel. He thinks he succeeded. No, he did not. The company will be back on track now that I know who’s behind it. And you and I are still here, together.” We walked to my office, and I rubbed my temple, and it didn’t miss her sharp eyes. “You should go back to your office or go home. Take some time to rest.” “I have tons of work to do.” She pressed my hand against her lips. Estelle always calmed me down, but not this time. H
ESTELLE “Where have you been?” Linden just came home. His shoulders slumped. He looked like he just lost everything and still carried the entire world over his shoulder. We were supposed to have dinner, but he was late. Now, it was almost midnight, and he didn’t seem to care. He just passed by and ignored me. He went to the fridge, took bottled water, and drank it almost empty. “Baby, I know you’re still mad, and you didn’t like my decision, but you can’t—” “What do you know about mad and decisions?” he asked in a cold-blooded tone. Okay. He was beyond mad. “What do you want me to do? File a complaint against my father and humiliate him? Would that satisfy you?” “Family, right?” He snorted. “I watched you worry for days because of the damages he caused. I was with you the entire time because I was afraid you might miss a meal and not sleep well while pregnant, for God’s sake. Now that we know who the culprit is, you only want to cut the tail and not the head of the snake.” “W
ESTELLE “Gabriel?” But I met different eyes. I wiped my tears away. “Qamar.” I threw myself into him and hugged him. I badly needed someone to tell or lie to me that everything would be okay. “It’s okay.” He patted my back and said it was okay, but I didn’t feel okay. It still didn’t make things feel all right. “I’ll be fine.” I pulled away and went back to lying in the same position. Qamar pulled the blanket to cover me. “Do you need anything?” “No. He’s leaving me. I don’t know what happened, but something went terribly wrong. He’s not the man I know. He’s not my Gabriel. The man with me earlier is not my husband. He’s a different person.” “He’s hurting.” “Well, shit. He just broke my heart.” Tears kept pouring as I remembered what he just said. That was the worst thing he ever did to me. I didn’t even know if I could forgive him. *** I woke up feeling empty. His side of the bed was empty. My eyes were puffy. My chest hurt, but I was not giving up because I just lost a husb
LINDEN What the fuck did I just do? I felt fucking terrible. My eyes felt hot with inconvenient tears. I told her before my father that I would never hurt her, yet I did it in the worst way possible. It broke my heart because I let my emotions get the best of me. I couldn’t unsee the look on my wife’s face, the pain in her eyes— the woman I loved, the mother of my unborn child. That was the most foolish thing I’d ever done. It was unfair. I broke her heart to save another life. And my child— I wished she didn’t feel her mother’s pain, and I hoped one day she could forgive her father for what I’d done if I didn’t make it back. Lately, I doubted my action— I questioned myself if I was still doing the right thing. It was three in the morning, and I was already in my office. And I didn’t know where to begin because expressing my feelings and writing a letter wasn’t my strong suit. With modernization, who still wrote letters these days? And writing a sorry letter to my wife woul