Much to my dismay Claire did have a point. Jordan was present almost immediately after her first attack and he would be viable as a witness - if he was willing to participate in helping Claire get justice. And I’d much rather be the one to confront him after what he had done to Claire and how he tried to pursue her. I refused to let him manipulate or traumatize her any further so I agree to speak to him myself.I decide to leave as soon as Claire wakes up. The doctor said she’d have her first round of physical therapy for her hand and I had Elena delivered here early so that Claire felt comfortable. I also contacted Jasmine at Claire’s request to update her on what had happened. Jasmine was distraught and came directly here. I catch on my way out to find Jordan.“Leonardo! Is she okay? Where is she?” Jasmine is clearly upset and was crying.“She’s doing okay. She’s been devastated and her hand is badly damaged. But I’m on my way to see if Jordan knows anything from her first attack. I
Business hasn’t been going well after losing my star architecture and the love of my life. Claire was my saving grace for my shady business deals and shortly after she left, the deals caught up with me as I watched her career flourish from afar. I received multiple lawsuit subpoenas and most of my long-standing employees decided to flee. The only one brave enough to weather the storm was my receptionist and truthfully, she was all I could afford at this moment.After liquidating the materials I had dwindled overseas and paying back these contractual-based lawsuits, I was left with only $10,000 in my business equity and no incoming work. What I had made by doing small contracts was only maintaining my business open and my drinking habit alive and well.I had gone to my office to drink away my sorrows and strategize on how I could possibly redeem myself without fleeing the country to fine work endeavors elsewhere. If I left, id never be able to show my face here again and I’d never get
It was early when Leo had left. Part of me wanted to ask him to stay but it felt necessary to let him leave as he has been working diligently to find out who’s done this and trying to free my brother, Matthew. He did however make sure that Elena was here to comfort me and assist me in getting ready for the day. Leo had taken the liberty of calling Jasmine to update her on what had happened to me since the last time I saw her. I don’t know exactly how that call went but I was grateful to have him place it. I knew I wouldn’t have been able to make it myself. Almost immediately after Leo left, I hear a knock at the door. Expecting to see the doctor, I try to pull myself up to a sit with my only working hand - a task that proved to be more difficult than I anticipated. But it was Jasmine, looking frightened and worried.“Oh my god, Claire!” She rushes in to hug me and I instinctively throw my arms out to hug her back. Nothing compared to a Jas hug. “Leo called me and told me what happen
After Roman leaves, I turn to Francisco and smile.“Lovely meeting your nephew. This account of what happened was very exciting.”“I told you, mon Cher.” He snakes his arms around my waist and pulls me tightly against him. “Your wishes have been granted.”“Yet you won’t grant me the wish of death?” I ask with the same amount of sex appeal as I did before.“She is no threat now. Why death?” He shrugs. A bold move that infuriated me.“Because he still loves her.”“He will not stop loving her in death. He would mourn her, blame himself for her despair and you’d be competing with a corpse.” How dare he think Claire was competition for me. Claire was nothing but a distraction. “Leo belongs to me. It’s not a competition when you’ve been wrongfully replaced.”“As you wish but I cannot kill her. It is far too risky now. She is being watched.” The only valid point he had made. I’ll have to ease my mind in other ways until I got Leo back to me.I go to kiss Francisco and suddenly feel a sicken
After about two hours, Mason and his office meet me back at our starting point. “How was the search?” I ask expectantly.“I have about ten ciagarette butts from the stairway and the back entry.” The young officer says pridefully as he holds the bag up.“I found four throughout the flooring of the unit.”“I have seven. I also disposed of the useless samples.” I hand my bag to Mason and remove my gloves.“I can have these all cross-referenced with CODIS. If he’s in the system, we’ll catch him.” I nod as I shake his hand and the hand of the eager young officer he had brought. The kid was ambitious and I respected his angst. He would make a well-decorated officer one day. I then leave to return to Claire. Hopefully, I’d made it in time for her physical therapy. Once I arrive at the hospital, I am greeted by Claire, Elena and Jasmine. I notice Claire is trying to squeeze a ball in front of who I assume to be her physical therapist.“Okay. You’re doing great. It’s going to be a process. I
Leo made it just in time to be present for my first appointment of my physical therapy. Honestly, I wished he wouldn’t have. I loved his support but didn’t enjoy feeling my weakest in front of everyone - especially him. I tried my best but my hand wouldn’t cooperate with me and everyone I felt close to was there to witness my failure.I wish my hand wasn’t damaged. I wish that my career was still intact but now I was a burden and a bother to everyone around me.After therapy, Jasmine knew just what to do to cheer up. A warm shower would help melt away the stress of today. I ask Leo to accompany and I see the shock on his face - plain as day but he agrees. I would rather him see me naked than see me fail and truthfully, I wasn’t comfortable with anyone else in such a confined space yet.For the first time in a very long time, we laughed together. I can’t remember how long it had been but it felt refreshing. He didn’t focus on my hand. I don’t believe he noticed the silent tears that f
After everyone leaves, I settle in bed next to Claire. The therapist had mentioned she would be discharged tomorrow and I felt it was necessary to see where her head is at with moving back in. I still want her home, but I want to make sure she’s okay with the idea as well. I rub her back gently as she’s curled into my chest. “Clair, are you asleep yet?” “Not yet but I am comfortable.” I let out a soft laugh as she replies. “Are you up for a talk?” “Sure.” I watch as she draws back to give me her full attention. “Well, as of tomorrow you’re being discharged and I want to make sure you’re still comfortable with moving back in or if you’d prefer other accommodations?” “I think it’s going to be a bit strange for me at first. I’ll be moving into the home we’ve shared as husband and wife for five years and we’re divorced now. There’s a lot of hurt and pain attached to the house and in what used to be our bedroom but I do think it’s the safest place to be and I do think I’m safer with
I was almost asleep when Leo asked to talk. He wanted to ensure my thoughts on moving in together again. Truthfully, I felt terrified at the thought of being alone and I didn’t want to place this burden on Jasmine when fashion week was faster approaching so I decided Leo would be was my best and safest option. The only issue I saw was being in the same home we shared together. I had fond memories as much as I had sad ones in those walls and I didn’t want to feel trapped again.Leonardo was changing for the better and I recognized that but there would always be a part of me that feared he’d resort to his old demeanor that hurt me and destroyed our marriage. And the well-aged question appeared again.What would his family think this time around? I was useless to them once again. They shared no empathy when it came to me. Even though, we hadn’t established getting back together - I knew very well the risks and criticism we’d face. So I asked my thoughts openly.“What happens if we’re to
I hear a car door just outside and rush to the front door as it opens. Leonardo and Julia step inside. “Leonardo needs his wound to be checked.” Julia announces as I rush to Leo’s side as I see blood stained onto his suit that looks as though it were cut. He seemed defeated.“Oh my god, Leo! Are you okay?” I say as I pull him to my bathroom where I keep a first aid kit.“I was wrong.” He murmurs as he removes his suit jacket and sits on the toilet lid. He begins unbuttoning his shirt with his head held low and I help him pull it off carefully.“What happened?” I ask quietly as I assess the cut on his forearm. It was three inches long but not very deep. “Charlotte attempted to attack Julia. But Julia overpowered her and defended herself and it threw Charlotte into a rage. Julia recorded everything for you.” He keeps his head low.“Why are you so sad? Are you in pain?” I ask as I get saline water to rinse out his wound.“You were right. Charlotte is a danger to you, our boys and mysel
I take the staged call and head outside. It wasn’t a contractor, it was Claire. She wanted to see how Charlotte would respond to Julia while I wasn’t around and Julia felt confident that she could handle herself.“Everything is going well. Charlotte is alone with Julia now.” Julia seemed very brave.“Don’t leave them alone for too long.” She instructs.“She’s recording the entire conversation from her phone. There’s nothing to worry about. I’m going back inside now. Okay?” “Okay, be careful.” She said before hanging up. I turn to go back inside and as I enter the restaurant, I can see Charlotte is angered and has a knife. I decide to watch her actions as Julia seemed completely calm and in control of the situation. I listen closely to their conversation.“You think Leo will make an honest woman out of you? You’re just French whore in a nice dress. I’m sure you laid on your back plenty of nights to afford it.” She seethes as her grip remains firmly on the knife.“Wrong again, Charlot
I step out the vehicle as Leo opens the door for me. I can see Charlotte through the window of the restaurant as I drape myself on Leonardo’s arm. “You should look at me and laugh as though we’re having a nice conversation. Laughter is often mistaken for chemistry and your audience is at the window.” I say as I smile and laugh. He laughs softly and plasters a light and natural smile.“Good eye.” He replies as he opens the door for me. We step inside and give the host Charlotte’s name. We are then instructed to follow him to the table where we’d seen Charlotte from just outside. She’s reading the menu as we appear and looks up. Her face turns from a face of excitement when she sees Leo to a face of confusion as her eyes land on me.Charlotte was not as pretty as I anticipated. Francisco has disappointed me. He ran to be in the arms of this woman?“Leo, it’s so good to see you.” She stand to greet him and I feel him tense. “And who is this?” “This is Julia. We’ve been seeing each othe
“Well that was quite a show. I didn’t expect that from Nathan.” I say as I stand there while Claire sits down.“Celeste is a piece of work. She’s always wanted Nathan for his money and he’s not wrong. I don’t think that’s his child. I think it’s Jordan’s.” Jasmine might be onto something there.“He does look like that smug little con artist.” I sneer as I think of his smug and crooked face.“We shouldn’t get involved. It looks like Nathan has things handled.” Claire says softly as she rubs her belly. “I just hope he’s okay.”“What do you mean?” Why wouldn’t he be okay?“He’s always wanted kids and I don’t want him to be let down if he finds out that the baby isn’t his. His dream was sitting right in front of him.” She motions to where they sat on the couch. Claire was always very empathic to others but for some reason, I always felt uneasy about her empathy towards Nathan. It just seemed like they were getting too close and I didn’t want any man that close to my wife.“I think he’ll b
The last person I expected to show up at Jasmine’s front door was Celeste. After I had found out about her and Jordan, our tumultuous divorce proceedings and pointless mediations, I expected to never see her again. Yet, here she is with a little boy and she’s certain that he’s mine. He has brownish black girl like hers and brown eyes. To be frank, he truly looks nothing like me.Even though, I know I shouldn’t. I find the words escaping my mouth before I can take them back.“Is this really my son?” I felt it when the air shifted in the room. Claire and Leonardo stood there silently, Jasmine walked in and froze and time felt frozen. Let me clarify a few things, Celeste never wanted children. I always tried to convince her otherwise but she would refuse, saying that a child was nothing short of a distraction from us living our best lives together. And now, after we’ve divorced and she’s gotten the house, moved a random man into it and a small percentage of my company shares, she’s back
Claire and Jasmine listened closely to the conversation I had with Charlotte on the phone. They felt triumphant as I played my part. “Well she seems convinced.” Claire smiles as she sits down on the couch beside me. “Now, we just have to get Julia and Leo ready to rub it in. The letter said six o’clock, right?” Jasmine confirms.“Yup. I already texted Julia and she said she is getting ready. She wants to make sure she is dressed for the occasion.” Claire seemed a bit nervous but she did it well.“You brought your nice suit, right Leo?” “I did and before you ask, it’s black.”“Good, that means it’ll match with Julia.” Jasmine smiles as her need for color coordination is satisfied.“How do you think Julia will act when she’s faced with Charlotte?” Claire asks quizzically.“I’m not sure. But I should get changed. Julia should be arriving in the next thirty minutes to debrief before we head out.” I stand and leave the room to change. It felt odd to be going to dinner in the company of
It’s late morning when I awake from my nap. The medication they gave me was great at silencing my dead mother but horrible for my energy. Every dose I’d taken had driven me to a long deep rest that encapsulated my hours. I grab my phone and see blog and tabloid notifications - my favorite reading material as I was able to read about myself multiple times. Although, I was glad for my absence in these apps as of recently. The last thing I wanted was to be paraded around as a lunatic.I open the first app to read about today’s events and see Claire is plastered on the front page.“Billionaire’s wife trades high life for loving longevity?” I continue reading as the article names a ‘Nathan Carter’ as Claire’s new love interest and describes their poolside manner as romantic and intimate. Did she really trade Leo for this guy? He wasn’t nearly as handsome as Leo. I look up his net worth isn’t even in the same caliber as Leo. How stupid of her. I continue to look at the photos and I’m struck
I watch the movements of Charlotte’s ankle monitor and to my surprise, it hasn’t move at all from the primary residence. I checked its connection and gps settings. Only to find that everything was working perfectly.Leo informed me of his and Claire’s plan to seem separated in the blogs to make Charlotte more confused and less hyper-fixated on hurting Claire and for some reason, I feel like it might’ve worked. Claire hadn’t had a run in with Charlotte and she hasn’t left to see Leo either. Did her psych hold have something to do with this?I ask the officers providing surveillance at Charlotte’s residence to check in every two hours, just in case. Charlotte wasn’t a dumb woman. She was cunning, fast and maniacal. If she were planning something then I needed to be top of it before anyone got hurt. Surprisingly, the only alert I’d been given was a visitor to Dahlia. The view was partially obstructed but they believe it wasn’t friendly as the woman left without entering and Charlotte sla
I grab my phone and lay on my bed, face the ceiling and try to distract myself. My monitor meant that my moves were recorded and that meant no late night surprise visits to Claire. I had no army, no freedom, an injury to my arm and no opportunities. I wonder if Claire had even seen my letter. It couldn’t be a violation if she were to meet with me in a public location. I wouldn’t have followed her or threatened her, technically. Or did technicalities not count in this situation?I begin scrolling through today’s blogs on my phone, not out of interest but sheer boredom when I see it. Claire seems to be cuddled up with a young man who wasn’t Leo. Not only that, but she’s pregnant in these pictures. Had my plan worked already? Did Claire move on without my knowledge? I scroll through the pictures and notice a Rolex and decide to check out who this guy was. A quick search proves telling as I see his name is Nathan Carter. A newly-made millionaire who had done contracts with Leo in the past