JAMESON'S POV Charlotte and her father ran in to the kitchen less than two second after I'd run in. Jenn was staring at a mess of ketch up and some yellow substance I was too distressed to study. And she looked more shocked at our presence than in any real danger. “Oh God". Jenn groaned. “What is the matter? Are you all right, Jennifer?" Mr Schnapp asked. I couldn't help my own facepalm. “She's all right dad". Jenn replied. “Is she? Are you?" He asked again. I turned back before he could take that step I knew he was going to take forward. “She's all right. Jenn tends to be...dramatic". I nodded at him. He raised his brows at me. That did not sound like dramatic". “It is, trust me". I glanced at Charlotte. She was glaring daggers at Jenn. I needed her to take her father away so I could properly berate Jenn. “Is everything all right over here?" The stern voice of one of the staff echoed. He gasped as soon as he saw Mr Schapp. “What do y
CHARLOTTE'S POV “Wait, what do you know?" I asked. “The baby. That's why your emotions are everywhere". She said slowly. I frowned. “Yeah... I'm not sure that's why I...well, did that". “She raised her brow. “So you reacted that way on purpose". “No! I mean, that's not-" I scowled. “Are you trying to lead me into a trap?" She laughed. “I'm just telling you what you're trying to ignore". “But you're still mad at me". I said. She nodded. “I am. But I admit my fault. It wasn't my plan to bother anyone." “You're dramatic". I said. She didn't reply. “Jenn?" I said hesitantly, nestling at a corner of the chair she was in. “Do you think I should keep the baby?" Jenn slowly looked up from her book. “Keep the baby?" I nodded. “This is a lot- and I'm so terrified of telling dad and Jameson. Maybe I shouldn't bother telling them at all? I should just get rid of it quietly?" Jenn stared blankly for a full minute, than she went back to
CHARLOTTE'S POV Never did I believe Jenn could betray me like that. But what did I know? She could be out to ruin whatever was left of me. She had some secrets of her own, none of which I knew at all. She was just there when I needed her, and I welcomed her with open arms despite our past because I needed someone. She was hot one minute, cold the next. I always assumed it was because of the trauma she'd also apparently gone through. But then, she'd also gone through trauma. How did I know that she didn't hate me for it? One had happened while we were both in college and friends. Why did she not tell me? And now this. I wasn't sure I could ever go through with getting rid of a child, foetus or no. I'd thought about everything. But there was the voice in my head that kept telling me that I was probably going too fast again, and every where and everyone would soon be in pandemonium because of me. It was my stupid mistake, going to that place after signing the divorce paper
BRANDON'S POV “It was you who put it in my head that Charlotte is the killer, you know". I said without looking at Kareem. I studied some documents my temporary replacement secretary-Ava had taken a compulsory leave a few days earlier without prior notice. Something about a serious emergency somewhere. The usual me would have fired her immediately, no worker under me should have the audacity to be so bold. But I wasn't the usual me these days. All the guys, especially Kareem had noticed and noted it. But I missed Ava's efficiency. This secretary was good, but I was beginning to understand that my secretary's standards were out of this world. “You don't really mean that". Kareem said incredulously. I raised a brow at him. “What? You already had the notions before I even noticed. I basically just confirmed what you already suspected". “Charlotte wouldn't hurt a fly. At least that's what I said. But you led me to believe that the letters she sent were not just e
BRANDON'S POV “Brilliant of you", she seethed, “To think I would befriend an invalid". I raised a brow. I knew that. The fact that she hadn't figured out that I was trying to bait her showed how important the person was. And that made me all the more curious. “What's wrong with making..." Emile's voice trailed off at my mom's death glare. We hadn't noticed when she came back in. The tray of oranges shook in her hands. I watched my mother closely. Emile had spoken out of turn. She had become used to speaking freely to me. But I was not going to let my mother pick on her. “Mom". I barked when she made to speak. She turned her glare on me. “The oranges are about to fall from her hands". I said calmly. Emile used the distraction to place the oranges on the table and disappear. Smart girl. “Go on". I goaded once Emile was out of sight. “Take the oranges. She's peeled them nicely for you. Go and feed them to your pet". She looked like she was going to explode.
I stood still at the entrance of the hotel. My heart was racing as I followed Brandon to the hotel.I'd suspected he had an affair but I wanted to be wrong. I was hoping and wishing it wasn't true but there's only one way for me to find out and come to terms with my reality.Brandon and I have been together for a year and a half and I’ve always tried my best to put his interests before mine. As long as he was happy I was happy as well.My father always had his doubts about him, My dad always wanted me to be careful and not to make him influence my life.After college, Brandon had proposed and I was so excited to get married to him. My dad has always had my best interests at heart, He made sure to always ask if that's what I wanted and if I was under pressure of any kind.I took a deep breath and I entered the hotel and walked over to the attendant at the reception.“Ple…please can you tell me if a man named Brandon Coslin is-” With a shaky voice I tried to get the information I needed
BRANDON’S POVI paced around the room angrily, flipping the documents I saw on the table, I didn't want Charlotte to find out now. I’m not done using her, This won't go well for my business.Charlotte makes my life easier and I don't want to jeopardize that, I don't think I have any hold on her anymore. Even if I do, The grip must have loosened as she saw me in the hotel room.“Babe, what's going on?” Tatiana's eyes gleamed with worry, This little fool If she hadn't been so pressed about meeting me today, None of this mess would have happened. But now I have to tame my anger and use her to my satisfaction. I plastered a frustrated look on my face came closer to her and sat on the floor while I put my hands on her knee.“Baby, you know it was because of Charlotte your dad offered to help me and still is” I admitted while looking pitiful, She nodded slowly.“Yes, I can recall” She pushed her hair behind her ears.“I'm scared that he will withdraw his assistance or at worst seize everyth
CHARLOTTE POVI looked at the papers with complete disbelief, My stomach churned with sadness.“You fucking cunt, Divorce papers?!! What did I ever do to you?” My hands shook as tears streamed down my eyes. This was the first time I was yelling at him. A frown creased his forehead.“Watch your tongue” Brandon warned as a smile tugged at his lips.“Are you enjoying this?” I asked as I looked at him with great sadness.“Pretty much” Brandon replied with a chuckle.“Why do you hate me so much?” I groaned in frustration hoping he would see the great deal of pain he was causing me.“Don't try to act smart now, Sign this and leave” Brandon had no love or compassion for me in his eyes, I could only see anger and disgust. I wondered what changed, How my world crumbled at my feet because of the people I love most. I questioned if this was how he had felt for me all these years and how he hid it so well.“I did all I could for you, I even did more than you asked, all for what?” I cringed at the