All Chapters of The Reason for His Hatred MY MISCARRIAGE: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

PresentValarie sat in the car and gazed through the window, admiring the way the snow fell heavily and cast an impenetrable silence over the deserted road. But just a couple of moments later, a feeling of awkwardness started creeping into her peaceful mind. Jasper was out for too long, and now she is beginning to worry.She had looked at her watch for what felt like the hundredth time. Each tick of the minute, she felt more and more anxious. Where had Jasper gone? What's happened to him? And what about the mechanic? Would they be able to fix the car?Valarie couldn't sit still any longer and pushed the doors open and stepped into the frosty air outside. The snow crunched as she walked about, hoping she might catch a glimpse of Jasper or the mechanic. But it was an empty road before her—just a great white expanse.Valarie did not change from worry to fear when she thought of Jasper being alone and vulnerable in the storm. She could not just sit and do nothing. She had to go look for h

PresentValarie's feet pummeled the snowy surface, her legs propelling her as furiously as they could to escape Arthur's pursuit. She did not dare look back, fearing what she would see, but concentrated instead on the path before her, hazed from view by the heavy snowfall.The flakes swirled about her like a heavy veil, rendering visibility nearly zero. Valarie tripped and caught her foot on a concealed rock, but she managed to regain her balance and keep going.Arthur's voice floated through the air thick with snow, getting louder and more insistent. "Valarie! Valarie, stop! Wait!" But Valarie didn't stop. She couldn't stop. She had to keep running, no matter how exhausted she was.The snowfall grew heavier, with clumps falling in thick, heavy flakes, making it nearly impossible to breathe. Valarie's lungs burned, her chest heaving at the exertion. Again she staggered, her legs trembling beneath her.But still she ran; at last, Valarie's legs gave out, and she fell to the ground. Arth

The driveway was pulled into by Jasper and Valarie. The light pouring from the windows into the little house was warm and inviting. There was Elara, with a string of old friends of Jasper's, awaiting his arrival with worried faces. Elara's expression bore the signs of an extra-heavy tension, and Jasper sensed that something was wrong."What's wrong, Elara?" he asked with his brow heavy enough to carry the burden of worry.Elara hesitated for some time before she finally let out that low, serious voice of hers: "A man came looking for you, Jasper. He tried to get in, but luckily Josh and Kavin showed up just in the nick of time, and he walked away."Valarie narrowed her eyes. My mind raced through the possible thoughts of who this mysterious stranger could be, and shivers cascaded down her spine as she looked around at the whole crowd, fixing her eyes on Elara's worried face.The moment they entered the cozy little house, Lily almost choked Valarie with her arms, her small face wrinkled

Valarie froze in fear, having felt the touch of her hand on the soft surface of the door handle; the following moment had the smell of a loud, booming shot cut through the air like a knife. That captured her memory; it was suddenly Jacob and Elara, the elderly couple from his head, who had treated the girl with very high regard. It seemed like she was being flooded by another wave of fear; the very thought that they could be hurt, or worse.It was as if Valarie's chest had tightened up with dread when she turned back at last to take a final glance, her eyes fixed in horror wide. Tears sprang out of her eyes as she took in the scene behind her. It was then that her grip over Lily got tighter, as if by sheer will she would command that all things dark never touch that little innocent girl.Then the shouts and footsteps got nearer and nearer, and panic gave way to Valarie's empty fear. She had now to get Lily to safety, but to leave Jasper and Elara behind was impossible. She could not li

The door cracked open, and Valarie felt her heart sink within her, leaving a wave of panic that surged through her. Victor's shadowy stature cast itself in the gateway, with his piercing eyes laid on her with a malignant glint. She wrestled harder against the ropes as though trying to free herself from them, but they seemed only to tighten and cut in deeper into her skin.Victor walked slowly toward the bed, his playing smile transformed into a sly smile. He sat down beside her, pulling out his hand to touch her nakedly exposed thigh. Valarie recoiled in horror as she tried to bubble her way out of this clenching embrace. "Stay away from me!" she spat, her voice trembling with fear."You unearthed yourself, little bitch," sneered Victor, glistening eyes filled with malice. "Or what? What will you do? Scream as much as you want; there's no one who will help you. You're here just to become my slave."Valarie's tears flowed like water as she felt Victor's hand creeping higher up her thigh