All Chapters of Stitching a Path to Vengeance: The Rise of Lucia Montess : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

“What’s the need of writing it down when he already has it recorded?” Henry voiced within himself, after which he took a deep breath and continued. “There were a lot of distress calls from my fellow truck drivers who were already at the client's shop, and that divided my attention at a point in time. I'm expecting my first child anytime from now, and I didn't want to do anything which would warrant me getting fired. I didn't notice the old man on time, and when I did, it was too late. I couldn't bring myself to accept what just happened, and that was coupled with the tension on me. That was why I zoomed off. I regret that decision up till now, and I will continue to live in regret till the day I die” Henry whimpered from his cavity. All through his narration, he never looked directly at the detective and had his head bent low. “I would appreciate it if I could see your face Mr Henry. Please, look up” Shawn said authoritatively. It sounded more like an order than a plea. “For the f

The blaring of a truck which was close to Lucia's taxi woke Lucia from her slumber. She had a drool coming out of her mouth, and the sudden realization made her clean up her mess in embarrassment. The taxi driver had been watching her from the rear mirror, and when she saw herself, she understood what the look was all about. Her whole hair was scattered due to the strong breeze coming into the car. And so, she rearranged her hair and readjusted the hem of her clothes. “We're about reaching your destination young lady” the middle aged driver voiced out. This was a signal for Lucia to be totally aware of her surroundings. Lucia had earlier been called by her bosses to meet them at home since it was already late, and as much as she went there just once, she was already familiar with the road. “I'll be stopping here Sir” Lucia puked from her cavity when she came before the gate of the couple's house. When she came before the gate, she knocked, expecting a reply. This wasn't the case

As soon as the convoy of cars stopped at the enormous and magnificent mansion, Mr Palma took a deep breath of the fresh and natural air which he had missed for the past one month. Almost immediately, the gate was open and the cars drove in to meet all the workers lined up in their working outfits and waiting for Mr Palma’s return. “Good day Sir. Welcome back home” they all chorused in uniform rhythm. After this came an organized disembodiment of the workers as they all swiftly and carefully carried in the luggages to its prospective place of belonging. “Home sweet home” Mr Palma mumbled to himself as he took one more look at the mansion. Even though he had just enjoyed a very luxurious vacation, nothing beat the comfort of his home with family surrounding him. “I ordered the maids to prepare a light meal for you so you won't get too filled for dinner. We'll be throwing a lavish welcome back feast for you” Mrs Lilian announced excitedly. She seemed to enjoy every passing second wit

“I'm sorry, what?” Wilson retorted, his annoyance turning to surprise. “You seem to quickly forget things. I thought you would recognize me the moment I got in, but I was wrong. Thank you lucky stars your mom volunteered for you to follow me, if not, I would have visited you later at night” Lisa said in the most soothing and romantic voice, her fingers moving around Wilson. “What are you trying to do?” Wilson asked as he shook off Lisa's hand in disgust. “Ugh, it's me, Lisa. Don't you remember your middle school crush and prom date?” Lisa asked, visibly pissed off. And so it hit Wilson. It was no wonder the name and face felt familiar to him. Never did he imagine facing his childhood crush and disappointment in such a way.Wilson attended the same middle school with Lisa, who was back then the most popular girl in school. Wilson was among the popular guys and had ladies crushing on him, but his whole attention was on Lisa. In that context, he asked her out to be his date for prom

Everything seemed to have frozen as Lucia came face to face with Mrs Katie. The suspense at that moment was intense, and for some seconds, Mrs Katie seemed to have forgotten she was under labor. The two young women stood looking at themselves without saying a word, and it took words from people around before they could say anything. “Do you know her Lucia?” Jada asked as she looked at her daughter's frozen face. Mrs Katie's relatives also asked the same question.“She's the lady I told you all about mom. She's Mr Henry's wife” Lucia responded softly. In the midst of contractions and pain, Mrs Katie was able to give her companions an answer. “She's the daughter of the man who Henry accidentally murdered,” said Mrs Katie in a low tone. She wasn't proud of what her husband did, and it showed in her body language that she wasn't comfortable. She swallowed harder than usual, and her whole face was full of beads of sweat. “I'll suggest you go deliver your baby Ma'am. You must be in so