All Chapters of Clash Of identity: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

CHAPTER FIFTY _ TWOFLASHBACK (Con't)Maria called Sylvia and Sophie, who were her only friends, who ahnf out with her at the club. After drinking to the stupor, the three decided to go home. Sylvia, who was less drunk, offered to drive them home, but Maria insisted that she was just fine, and she wasn't drunk. She took the stirring with Sophie by her side and Sylvia behind. They connided into another car, and theirs fell off the cliff. Sylvia sustained a mild injury but was unconscious for days, Sophie died at the hospital while Maria lost her memory. After recovering from the accident, Fred, whom she had been dating before the accident, and Sylvia told her what happened. She couldn't believe the fact that she let her stupidness kill her friend. She would lock herself up all day crying, refusing to eat or drink anything. Fred and Sylvia were the only ones who could calm her down or make her eat something. Fred soon left the country, leaving her all alone with Sylvia.Clifford walke

CHAPTER FIFTY _ FOUR"Mom?" Maria called as she turned around and began walking towards her mom. She bent over and placed her hand around her mom's thigh. "Mom," she called again. "Are you really going to divorce dad now? Mom please don't do this. I do not want to be a product of a broken home. Dad loves you so much and I'm sure you love him just as much. Mom please, don't let anything come between you both I beg of you," Maria pleaded. Clifford walked up to them and bent in front of them."Faith, I am ready to give you whatever you want that would make you happy. Whatever would heal you faster, even if it means divorcing me, I'll give it to you," he replied. Faith raised her head to look at her husband. She couldn't believe he just said those words. She raised her hands and began hitting him continuously. "Who said I wanted to divorce you? Who said I meant those words?" She asked as she went ahead to punch him. Maria hugged both parents together as tears continued to drop down fr

CHAPTER FIFTY _ SIXMary stopped running, and turned around to face Henry. "Can we talk for a bit please?" Henry asked. Maria hesitated for a while. She didn't want to have anything to do with Henry anymore. At least for the fact that Mary was already mad at her for stealing her name and position. She didn't want anything that would increase Mary's hatred for her. "What do you want to talk about?" Maria asked Henry, as she took two steps downstairs. "Can we talk somewhere private? Just for two minutes. I promise I won't take much of your time," Henry said. Maria walked downstairs and immediately she stood in front of Henry, she turned to look at her parents who were still at the dining. "We will leave you both to talk," Clifford said. He tool Faith's hand, she was still seated on the dinning chair, while Clifford stood in front of her. She stood up to her feet and took her hand away from Clifford. "I am still mad at you honey, so you are not allowed to hold my hand," Faith sai

CHAPTER FIFTY _ EIGHT Maria held up her pants as Henry tried to pull them down."I am sorry, I don't think I want to do this. I'm not sure I would be able to do this, Henry," she pleaded. "Why not?" Henry asked her."I'll only be hurting Mary even more," she replied. Henry sighed and fell to the bed. "I am so sorry," she apologised further. "It is just surprising that you care so much. I thought you didn't a few weeks ago?" Henry asked Maria. She sat up on the bed, picked up her shirt, and quickly wore it back. She looked straight in Henry's eyes. He didn't make any attempt to stand up from the bed yet. "I am sorry. I'm sorry if I raised your hope, and if I turned you on. But I just can't help it. I saw the pain in Mary's eyes today, and even when I didn't hurt her, she accused me, and she hates me now. I am not sure, Henry, that I want to see that look I saw today again. She had so much hatred, so much pain and anger in her eyes. I'm sure she wished she could kill me right the

CHAPTER SIXTYMaria woke up and Henry was gone. She wondered why he left without saying a proper goodbye. She couldn't get enough of his warm cuddle last night and had slept peacefully trusting her entire body in the warmth of his embrace. She was pained that he left so early, but she had to accept the fact that he didn't belong to her, but to her twin sister. Or at least not yet. She stood up from the bed lazily and walked over to the window. The morning sun shorn directly on her face, and her beauty radiated the room. She wondered within herself what it was that she had, that Mary didn't. Why would Henry love her more than he loves his wife? Maria chose to believe that Henry didn't lie to her or deceive her about the fact that he loved her. Even though he had told her in the past that he didn't love her, he was only with her because he thought she was Mary, something in her still felt that he had loved her wholeheartedly all along. Maria heard a knock on her door jerking her from