Marcus began stammering. Nera going to Texas meant one thing, and that one thing was Greg Blair. Ever since they moved to Florida, she never visited her uncle or even tagged along alone on the trips he used to make with Sam.But out of the blue, she was talking about visiting the useless uncle, who was yet to accept their marriage even after six years.Not once did he make attempts to visit her. For the past four years, they only made phone calls or Zoom meetings. So her talking about visiting meant she wanted to take a break from the marriage."What are you going to do with Texas?" He finally found the words to ask."My uncle lives in Texas; what kind of question is that?" She asked, annoyed.Marcus was quiet, he walked to the bed and took a seat."You can't just get up and say you are going away without planning," he replied "We are talking about my uncle; we do not need to get permission; I want to visit him," she insisted. She was tempted to ask whose permission she needed to get
Marcus was caught out of words, as he kept staring at her."Do you ever use your head? Am I some kind of slave to you that you have to bind me to this house?" She yelled on top of her voice.Marcus was taken aback. "Nera, you have not even heard my explanation," he tried to speak, but she ignored him and blushed past him. She was not in the mood to hear him out or any explanation that she knew was only a bunch of excuses."Nera! Nera!" He yelled on top of his voice.But she went straight into Sam's room and locked herself in.She could not believe the manipulation. Marcus closed the line. All she wanted was some fresh air away from him, but he had the audacity to call Uncle Luke.She joined Sam in his bed and began playing with him. Anything to take her mind away from her irritating husband.It did not take long for Uncle Luke to arrive at the mansion and he was welcomed by Marcus. "Where is Nera? What did you do to her?" Uncle Luke asked."She locked herself in Sam's room," he re
It had only taken Frank a second to recognize Nera when she turned around, forcing him to run in the opposite direction. He was not supposed to be surprised that he was bumping into her or that she was talking to his sister.He kept running until he found a corner where he hid, trying to gather his breath. He still had the food in his hands, but his heart was beating so fast that he could hear it beating.It was not like Nera would recognize him or she knew who he was, but her meeting him would ruin his plans. He could not believe how carelessly he was forgetting that Nera was just on the other side of his apartment.He decided to throw the food in the bin that was next to him and headed home. He planned to come up with an excuse.The most important thing at that moment was to get as far away as he could from Nera. Meanwhile, Sarah kept staring in the direction where Frank was a second ago. It was like one minute he was there, and the next he disappeared."Where is he?" Nera looked a
Uncle Luke got up in disbelief and followed the useless old man before he got into the mansion. All he was trying to do was give advice, but it looked like Marcus was a head full of minced meat. He could only imagine how his niece's advice was always flushed down the toilet."Marcus, listen to me!" He yelled at him."No, no, no, I will not listen to your stupid advice!" Marcus insisted. He knew exactly what he was planning; he wanted to take Nera so that he could corrupt her and turn her against him."I know I called, but I was hoping for you to pump some sense into Nera because sometimes she behaves like a teenager," Marcus added. "But I was long; instead, you want to take her and my son away so that you can convince her to divorce me!" He added.Uncle Luke stared at him, speechless."Like I earlier said, tomorrow, come up with an excuse and leave!" Marcus insisted and finally walked into the house, going straight upstairs.Uncle Luke matched up to the kitchen, where Nera was still
All Nera could do was shade more tears; they were all correct. She had neglected her four-year-old, and she was lucky he did not get kidnapped."Thank you, officer; my wife will be extra careful next time," Marcus spoke up and led his wife out of the shop, thanking the staff for their help."I am sorry, I did not," Nera cried out as she walked behind him."We will talk about this at home," Marcus replied and handed Sam to her, who was now sleepy."We will use my car," he said, getting in.Nera got into the back seat, her eyes still full of tears. She was never a careless mother and always paid extra attention to her son, but it looked like she had turned into a bad mother."Nera, Sam is fine; it's okay; we all make mistakes," Marcus tried to comfort her."I do not know, but I always tell him not to talk to strangers," she cried out."He is four and loves Bibi guns, he probably just wanted to check the other bibi gun out innocently," Marcus replied."If only I had turned, all this coul
Meanwhile, Marcus was living his best life, and he had somehow decided to forget about Frank. Two weeks passed, and he could see that everything had gone back to normal thanks to the mini kidnapping of his son that he faked.Nera was always so calm and always said yes to everything that he suggested, and he never heard her talk about going to Texas.Everything was fixed except for one thing, and that was her getting pregnant. It had been almost a month since she slept with Frank, but there were no signs of her getting pregnant.He had hoped she would carry out a test, but she appeared not to care, so he decided to ask her to do the test.Nera looked up at him; she hated pregnancy tests with all the horror and bad memories they brought."Marcus, I had my period last week; is that not obvious?" She asked."That was what happened last time with Sam, and you were still pregnant," Marcus replied, asking her just to confirm.Nera glanced at the pregnancy test and asked him to put it on the
Nera's eyes widened; she tried to look away and hide her shock, but she could not get her eyes off of him.He stretched his hand out for a handshake, but she was busy trying to compare his features with Marcus. He was a total photocopy, except for the color of the air. She could see young Marcus in him.Frank's eyes were also on her; finally, he was able to stand in front of the woman that was a frequent visitor in his dreams or every time he closed his eyes.She had no makeup on and her hair was a little messy, but she was as beautiful as a goddess. Her skin was radiant, and her emerald green eyes were a treasure to look into.She noticed that he was staring and quickly cleared her throat. "Ooh, sorry, you are who?" She asked.Frank's hand was still hanging, waiting for her handshake."Your husband had a twin, Martin, right?" He asked.Nera scratched her head, trying to remember every little thing Marcus said about his family, which he did rarely, but couldn't."I am not sure," she
"Hello, hello?" Nera called out, but there was no response. She heard the loud splatter, and for a second, she felt Marcus fall to the ground.She tried calling again but could not get through to his phone. She wondered if it was the phone that dropped to the floor. Marcus tried to get the pieces together, but they were shattered into pieces. His hands were shaking; he wanted to believe that he was overthinking, but he heard her, especially when she mentioned his twin brother.Realizing he was not going to manage to put the phone together, he ran for the company's phone and dialed Nera's number. He felt like the world was going to collapse on him. The walls around him began to move. He knew the boy stayed in Florida for nothing but trouble. Nera answered"Yes, sweetheart… Who…did you say was in the house?" he stammered."Frank, are you okay?" She asked. "I thought I heard a noise?" She asked, worried."Who is in my fucking house?" Marcus yelled on top of his voice.Nera paused for