CHAPTER THREE ‘Liar’

      

I wasn't sure how but I found myself knocking in front of a small house with a black Ferrari car parked in front of the house giving passerbys the impression of a rich man paying a poor prostitute a visit.

After asking a lot of people about how I could find Cameron, someone who seemed close to him wrote the address of this house and I couldn't believe it.

The CEO of SanVanguard industries. How could he live in such a shabby place?

Because of my situation though, I didn't keep doubting. Instead, I knocked hard on the door screaming Cameron's name like a crazy fellow.

I just wanted him to help me out, slam some sense into my husband's head and tell him the two of us didn't have an affair. Even if Jarrod wouldn't believe me, he would believe the friend he'd known his entire life right?

I kept knocking but I received no response, it seemed no one was in the house but I didn't give up. I had nowhere to go now. If Jarrod was really serious about divorcing me then I'd really be doomed. I had nothing. I.. I really had nothing.

The reality hit me hard and I felt like I was suffocating. Tears sprung out my eyes which I quickly wiped.

I had been too careless.. I didn't do anything for myself. And now that he was threatening to throw me out, I did not even have an alternative?

I cussed under my breath and slapped myself hard. I was indeed really foolish. I enjoyed all those luxuries without even thinking a day like this would come. How gullible was I?

If I stayed at a hotel for a month I'd go broke! I slammed my fist into the door in frustration. My thoughts in an entangled mess.

Just when I was about to give up knocking in a home that probably had no one in it, the door opened revealing a good looking and familiar man dressed in a simple t-shirt and jeans.

I didn't even have time to criticize his clothing, I instantly let out a sigh of relief even after seeing his hair in a tangled mess. He must've been sleeping.. no wonder he didn't open the door on time.

I forced a smile on my face wanting to look like a polite and respectful wife to Jarrod's friend, “Sir, I really hate to bother you but you're Cameron Petals, my husband, Jarrod's best friend right?” 

His eyes settled on the ground and he let out a sigh, “No”

The smile on my face disappeared and I quickly put a leg inside his house when I noticed he was about to close the door.

“Sir, I know you're my husband's best friend. I.. don't know why you're denying it though but you must've heard Jarrod Smith talk about me, I'm his wife Bella and recently something really big happened and he wants to divorce-”

“-Leave” he interupted giving me a stern look.

I pretended as though I didn't hear what he said and continued, “-Someone is trying to stain your identity as a ceo, sir, photoshopped photos of you and me fu*king were exposed last night. Jarry saw them and he got really mad, he thinks the both of us had an affair”

After what I said he didn't look too concerned. So I unzipped my bag and brought out the photoshopped photo of me and him together. I handed it to him and scoffed.

“The editor of this photo must be a professional, don't you think? But it's inappropriate for a married woman like myself to be seen like this, it's also a stain to your reputation if the media gets a hold of pictures like this. Don't you think?”

Cameron took the photo from my hand and looked at it closely but he didn't say a word which was pretty understandable.

Some women must've photoshopped photos of him and them together so this was probably something he was used to and he probably didn't know how hazardous it was for me and Jarrod so I decided to say something that would anger him and let him indirectly help me.

“Wouldn't it be a shame if everyone sees this. What will they say about you? That you're dating your best friend's wife? If people see that online, it will definitely bring your company down to the dust”

However I didn't get the reaction or response I hoped for so I got really angry.

I pushed his chest making him move further away from the door. I stepped into the house and slammed the door shut, throwing my bag across from me that it even hit a vase and sent it crashing onto the ground.

I ignored the surprised look on his face and started venting.

“I get that you're a big shot and probably don't care about things this hopeless but for goodness sake, help me out here! I'm pregnant and my marriage is at the verge of falling apart. Please come with me to Jarrod and convince him this photo is a fake, please I'm begging you! My husband is not as smart as you to figure out a bulls*it photo like this so-”

Before I could finish speaking, he interupted me shakily. “-Y-you're pregnant?”

A sigh escaped my lips as I thought about how annoying Jarrod's friend really was. After everything I said, was that the only thing he could pick up?

I took a closer look at Cameron and saw that he actually looked nervous. Did I scare him too much?

I moved closer to apologize but he beat me to it, “I- I'm sorry”

A scoff escaped my lips before I could try and hide it. Was he so scared I'd hurt him, hence the reason he was apologizing all of a sudden? 

A smirk spread on my lips and I decided, if he was actually afraid of me then it wouldn't be so hard to blackmail him and force him to clear my name in front of Jarrod.

“No, I am sorry” I smiled as I moved closer to him, placing a hand on his broad shoulders. “Then will you help me out this once? I promise I won't ever bother you again” I glanced at the side of his face and was satisfied by how nervous he looked.

It wouldn't be so hard to move back in with Jarrod then.

“Bella.. I'm sorry that night I couldn't control myself.. I-i just wanted to see you I- I'm so sorry, I didn't think you would get pregnant from-”

Before he could finish his blabbering I moved my hands away from his shoulders and slapped him hard across the cheek.

How dared he? How dared he think we had a night together! Yes I was drunk a few weeks ago but I remembered vividly, Kelly said she helped me into my room and Cameron even left early. 

If we had a night together, I would've clearly remembered it even though it would only be a few flashes but I didn't remember a thing. I didn't even remember having a polite discussion with Cameron. We'd never met officially and talk.. a-and that night I served him a few shots.. it was purely coincidental I met him. He intended to see Jarrod, I just happened to be home and I couldn't send him away so I let him in.

“You're such a liar! I've never met a liar half as good as you. Well I guess that's how you do your work, lying to employees and living a fake life!” I wiped the sweat of my forehead and shook my head angrily. “Why am I surprised anyway? You and my husband are good friends, one's a cheater and the other is a liar”

I clapped my hands together and bursted out laughing like the lunatic I really was. I'd given my entire life to a prick for a husband who didn't deserve it and his friend here was saying I really cheated on Jarrod with him.

I didn't care anymore, if Jarrod didn't want me anymore I'd abort the child and go back picking people's pockets untill the day I'd get caught and locked up in prison. Wasn't that the best ending?

“Nevermind Mr boss” I looked in Cameron's direction with a psychotic smile on my face, “I'll abort the child and go back to picking people's pockets. Tell Jarrod that if he eventually start looking for me” I turned to the door, about to leave but then I remembered something, I turned back to face Cameron and continued, “Tell Jarrod that I hate him. I never loved him! Ever since I saw his dick in some woman in a hotel a month after our wedding, I hated him! I stayed with him only for his money, tell him that yeah? Tell him I fu*king hate him!”

Tears rolled down my cheeks as I turned the door knob and opened the door. All of a sudden, I felt a needle in my neck and my body went limp. I instantly fell into a smooth pair of arms which was very irritating to me.

I was livid but I couldn't scream. It was as though, I was dying.

“Y-you.. you stabbed me?” I lost consciousness after saying my last words.

I guess death wasn't as scary as I always thought. Slowly my mind went numb..