All Chapters of Love's Last Sin: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Mrs Jaiswal and her husband managed to escape the mob of reporters who had wanted stoping her from leaving. There were plenty, all rallying towards them hoping for answers to their questions about her daughter. "Did her daughter learn from her or was just influenced by the media?" That was the question. Everyone wanted to know where Maya learnt such behaviors from. Everyone wanted to know why she did what she did to her sister. On arriving home with her husband and being ushered into their home by the security who didn't stop checking for any signs of reporters waiting at their gate, she noticed that they had forgotten their son back at the hall and he likewise forgot to follow then home.He must be drunk. She worried as she instructed a driver and security to go back in search for him, and she didn't want the prying eyes of the media to discover the addiction of her son, the one true heir. She turned to the living room to face her husband after the driver and security had gone on

FIVE YEARS AGO.."It will just take a little while Maya, but be rest assured that I will definitely divorce Jasmine for us to be together. Just have a little patience with me" Maya's face fell. Angered and annoyed at the statement she just heard." Is that what I'm worth, Arun? Merely a mistress for that illegitimate child's husband?" She spat, her anger not hidden in the tone of her voice. "No Maya. You're worth more than a thousand Jasmine's. She can never be used as a criterion to you. She isn't worth being comparing to you" Arun's soft voice tried calming her, even holding her hands as he spoke, trying to bring her to sit with him on the bed. "But she was a better candidate to be used as my replacement, Arun. You replaced me with her and now that you've married her, you don't want to let me rest" "That all happened because I was deeply into you. I couldn't afford the thought of leaving you so I used her as a stand-in to be closer to your family" "Spare me the trashy excuses

Jasmine rode back home with Marshall. The unplanned kiss had lifted her doubts for him and had set her mind at ease towards him. As their chauffer drove into the mansion silently, an elderly woman climbed down from her car as she stared at them. The lady was the same person that has bumped into Jasmine at the party and she had noticed something with her birthmark at the nape of her ear. Her curiosity had been piqued and she had trailed them home, invested in knowing whom she was to have that mark and at exactly the same spot. "You say her name is Jasmine Padmavati?" She questioned her assistant who sat in the passenger seat. She had taken over the wheels from him while they were coming, skeptical he might not be able to trail the chauffeur she wanted properly. " Yes ma'am" he replied, handing her a report he had put up in those few hours she told him about her. "Mmmmm" she muttered as she digested the information therein. "The other Padmavati daughter's photo's are available

As Jasmine sat there lost in thought, Marshall's words continued to echo in her mind. She felt a sense of comfort and peace whenever she was around him, and she couldn't deny the strong connection they shared.But then, the pain of her past still lingered, and the desire for revenge against Arun still burned within her. She thought about all the times he had hurt her, all the lies he had told, and all the memories he had tainted.She couldn't let it all pass because she was trying to be a better person. She hadn't accepted Marshall's love. Not if she remembered.Suddenly a phone began to buzz and she picked it up from her side. It was hers. She heaved a sigh of relief. Finally something to divert attention.Marshall kept watching her as she answered the call, thankful she hadn't left his presence to answer it and he watched as the smile left her eyes.It wasn't flushed nor flustered by thoughts she harboured after his confession anymore and he could tell that something was not right.

Arun was oblivious to the new presence with him in the room. Pulling himself as he searched for the company that had been on the bed with him. Sensing none, he stood up to search for her. "Maya" he exclaimed immediately he opened his eyes to behold the vile face staring down at him with no underpants exposed with no blanket covering him. He was embarrassed when he saw the chauffer and immediately took cover for his member with the blanket he picked up. He noticed the chauffer snicker to himself but kept his cool. He had been caught red handed, acting docile was the only option for him. "What are you doing here?" He asked, swallowing his embarrassment, she cheated and was also cheating on him afterall. They were partners of the same crime and deserved each other. "What am I doing here?" Maya repeated. "Yes, what are you doing here?" He repeated. Maya scoffed. "Are you concerned about how I found out about this secret house of yours or about your whore that just left? Which