"Gerard... It might be hard to fathom, but the timing she says this... Are you sure she is not lying? And is that even your child..." Seeing his glare, she gulped. "So it is your child? How did this- Did you keep on meeting her after-""We lost our baby, mom," Gerard began to shake leaning on her shoulder and she sighed in relief.Thank God it got solved by itself!She was relieved but her son's pain hurt her."The day of my wedding she had a miscarriage. And that b*Emma hid it from me although she knew. While she was suffering I had to put up with that Emma b!tch! Mom, I can't continue this farce anymore... I want my Jer. I am going to divorce-""No, no!" Before he finished, his mother closed his mouth. "Don't say that word. And what do you mean 'our baby'? I don't think there ever was a baby. She is playing to get you back... Women like her..."She decided to play the "She lied about her miscarriage" card but was interjected by Gerard's painful chuckle."Hahaha... Very well, mom!"
Jeremy deliberated if he should go and bring her back to have his talk. He wanted to know what they were talking about. As he was about to turn to sneak to the garden, sudden darkness rose in front of him and he almost punched the dark head that popped up."Whatcha doin', Jerry?" Even after knowing it's Scarlett, he wanted to punch that grinning face."She is interested in someone very much," She smiled and he pulled down the window. But Scarlett was quick to stop him by holding the window. "Get lost, Scar. Don't you have a baby to look after?" he turned to leave. He did want to know who she is interested in but he didn't want to beg Scarlett for answers.Geez! I didn't believe the phrase "men marry their mothers" until Bobby married Scarlett. Daisy and Scarlett are the same gossip-lovers."She's has a lot of questions to ask about...It's fine if you don't want to know. By the way, she still isn't talking about her wedding. What is that about? Does she even know? I thought she'd as
Jacques was silent all the way to the store. After lunch, Scarlett with great excitement came to her and asked her to go with her to get a wedding dress. Jacques was hesitant at first, but Scarlett explained that it was important.Jacques had to agree. For her sake and the sake of other innocents, she has to go through the wedding. She didn't want to die and she especially didn't want others to get killed getting mistaken for her. If being Jeremy's wife can protect her, why refuse that offer?Yeah, it's just a dress that happens to be white. I have to wear that dress on that particular day and pretend to say a few lines. Let's get this over with."Scar... Will this shop have $500 dresses?" Jacques asked, seeing that high-end boutique. "Why don't we go to Merchants street where there are affordable-""$500?"Scarlett raised her brows in surprise."Yes, that is too much for a dress worn only once. We can rent a dress. Do you know a good-""I cannot wear a $50 dress and I definitely won'
Jacques saw Martha's face getting flustered. "That- He didn't believe your lies, of course! He said he- he was always careful – very- and even if you got pregnant it can't-" with a stutter Martha spoke and Jacques fisted her hands. "Then why are you here talking to me, liar!" Jacques smiled. "I can see you're lying. Now get lost," she turned to leave. She didn't want to interact with that lying woman."You're showing your lowly birth by the words you use," Martha smirked. "You can try but you'll never become one of us. Remember that. You are a lowly orphan and-" "Yeah, yeah... and you're the greatest nonce Harold Feldstein's sister-in-law. I admit. You're better than me," Jacques said in a sarcastic tone and scoffed seeing Martha's flustered face. She was lost for words.Jacques was not feeling guilty. That woman has no right to talk about her birth.At that time, Scarlett came back and Jacques gestured that they could leave. "Who is she? Your fellow grifter? Is there a gang of pe
Jacques looked at Jeremy and he seemed serious and was ready to leave as if he was a king giving orders.You're not the King here!Emma had a pleased smile and Martha had a victorious smile. But looking at Jacques Martha was confused as to why she was allowed there.Jerina didn't want to care about Martha. She turned to look at the boss of the boutique and she had an unimpressed look. Of course, she wouldn't like outsiders getting involved with her staff. She wanted to speak, but for some reason, Scarlett stopped her from saying something and she went silent. Even Charlie looked surprised and confused.Is TJ that stupid? Is he willing to ruin his name for his sister's "compassion"? And is it compassion to shove something in someone's hand that they might not need or want? Isn't assuming what others want, patronizing? "Yes," the girl nodded and she didn't stop smiling, but Jacques's heart clenched. She knew she might be wrong. That girl might be really happy to get a job elsewhere. An
Scarlett stood behind Jacques with her hands folded. She knew why Emma was here. Since Jeremy mentioned Jacques's wedding dress, she's here to know the price. And just like she predicted, Emma started to talk."So you were here to get a wedding dress, Jacques? You could have asked me to join you. So did you take a picture? How many dresses did you choose? What color?" Emma went on."I got one dress and the wedding's just a week away. You can see it then," Jacques answered plainly and Emma clenched her jaws."Ah, so you're trying to keep the-""Shall we leave?" Jeremy walked from behind Emma and Jacques saw Emma's face relaxing immediately."Jerry," Emma clung on to Jeremy. "Let's go to dinner together. I want to-""I'll leave with Scar, then," Jacques interjected."Yes, I'll have to get back," Scarlett went along. "Here, we made good use of it," she returned the black card to Jeremy.Emma's eyes bulged seeing the metal card getting transferred from Scarlett's hand to Jeremy's. In the
When Jacques woke up, she felt the gentle breeze on her face. She was still sitting in the car, but they had already reached home.Did he leave me because I was asleep? He could have woken me up rather than leave me in the car...She yawned and started to unbuckle her seatbelt, but paused hearing the slight murmur the wind carried. It seemed like Jeremy and Charlie were conversing about something serious. She decided not to eavesdrop, but when she heard her name, she decided to listen.Her heart pounded as if she was breaking into the Louvre Museum since she is not used to eavesdropping. Jeremy and Charlie were at a distance talking and their voices were very dull. Jacques couldn't even hear properly.But then, the wind changed direction and she heard their voices a little better."...I was wrong to ask you to respect her as my wife. You saw how she acted before...that's her true self. That's who she is. Respect her for who she is..."He's asking his people to respect me! Does that me
Jeremy, overwhelmed by his emotions and the immense high given by her feminine scent wafting into his senses, got closer to her. His arms gently lifted her close to him and his lips wanted to unite with hers."No," she said and her eyes widened.The next thing he felt was her cold fingertips on his lips and even that coldness gave him an odd warmth all over her body. But he knew she was resisting and he decided not to go through with his desires.But before he lowered her down, she jumped from his embrace and within seconds she ran up the stairs and got inside her room. He heard the sound of the door locking and an odd feeling of loneliness washed up in his heart."That girl is really fast, isn't she? Like a squirrel... Bobby was right to give her that nickname."Jeremy sighed hearing that familiar voice."Mark! What brings you here?" He got down from the stairs."You should start locking your doors, Jerry," Mark poured himself the rum he helped himself."The tigers are very quiet aft