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-Eri Jones-
Suzy and Rose had been good company for the whole day.
It took a lot of convincing before they finally left.
And they did that very late at night.
I wasn't sure how right they were about what Don had done, but one thing was for sure, if he'd allowed Leila to offer mom that money, things wouldn't have taken this turn.
He made mom starve for an entire week, because of how spoiled he was.
Just because he was the only child of a billionaire, it made him feel like he was better than we that defined poverty.
How could I seriously just forgive him.
Yes, I might put forgiveness into consideration, but right now… I just needed to clear my head first.
It just felt weird to be with Kelvin, when I'd spend my entire life hating.
I sighed laying on the bed with Hane sleeping beside me.
“You alright?” Well, I guess she wasn't asleep.
“Yeah, I guess.”
There was silence for a while, before she spoke. “Are you going back?” It came out just above a whisper, while I pondered on that.
There was no way I could live the rest of my life without Don, nor was I sure I could spend it with him.
Knowing that he was part of the reason mom isn't with me.
“What do you think I should do?”
Silence.
We both just stared in the darkness.
After a moment of silence, I assumed she was asleep which was a little surprising.
Hadn't we just talked.
“Hane?” I called lowly but got no reply.
How could she just have fallen asleep that quickly.
Weirdo.
After some more minutes, probably an hour of staring at the darkness, sleep greeted me.
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The sound of a closing door cut through my sleep, causing me to open my eyes.
“Hane.” I called sleepily, turning to see if she was still sleeping beside me on the bed, but she wasn't.
A little tiredly, I pushed myself up.
Maybe she had gone out.
That thought was proved right when I left the room to the parlor where a plate of rice and glass of juice laid on the table.
There was also a note on the table, and when I picked up, Hane’s handwriting greeted me.
That brought a smile to my face as I dropped the paper.
What would I have done without Hane.
Now, to prepare for the day.
It took me an hour to bathe, brush, change into something better and finish eating.
Though the entire time, thoughts of Don stayed in my mind.
But I ensured to not cry.
Was this seriously how things would be for us both?
At the moment, I just decided to forget all the bad things that'd happened this week, and just went back to the good moments we had together.
When he was mean to me, to us magically getting married.
How shocked I was when he randomly barged in to propose, and how certain I had felt that there was no falling in love with him.
When I actually did fall for him.
All the sex we'd had.
His sweaty self in bed, whispering how much he loved me while pushing his cock into me.
That thought escaped a groan from me, especially when—
The knock from the door cut through my thoughts.
At first I thought it'd be Hane, but she wouldn't have knocked.
Maybe Rose or Suzy decided to revisit.
As I stood up and started towards the door, my brain snapped.
They wouldn't knock either as they can just open it or take the spare key if by chance they thought the door was locked.
For some reason, fear gripped me the nearer I was to the door.
What if it was Don? Maybe Rose or Suzy told him about my whereabouts and he came to visit.
When I opened the door, relief flowed through me at the sight of the person who certainly wasn't my husband.
But that relief turned to confusion, because who on earth was he and what would any one randomly come visit?
“Eri Jones?” He sounded so business-like, I was more alarmed.
“Yes?”
The last thing I saw was the man reaching for something in his pocket with his gloved hand before darkness followed.
This was a nice feeling.
Comfort that I'd love to last forever as it seemed like all the stress of the world had just vanished in its fluffiness.
A satisfied sigh escaped my lips as I planned on rolling to the other side.
But the pain that followed the action was nothing related to the comfort of fluffiness.
“What the heck.” I groaned, sitting up straight and opening my eyes to reality.
Because that was when it hit me.
I had hit the floor, and that hurt. Especially my butt.
“I can see you're finally awake.” A voice I recognized rang in my ears.
Jerking my head to the direction it came from, a chill ran down my spine at the sight of Marc heading towards me.
That was when I realized… Where was I?
I turned to the pillows I was— oh wait, it wasn't a pillow but a couch.
A couch I guessed was extremely comfortable.
But that wasn't important.
Only that Marc neared me, not having an expression that'd make me feel I was safe in his hands.
Jumping to my feet, my gaze swept everywhere to try note for an escape route in case things got messy.
But none seemed within my reach.
So I glared at my father-in-law. “What's going on here?”
Wait, how did I get here? Why was I even— where on earth was I?
Fear clawed at my skin as nothing came to my mind.
What the heck was happening!
“Sorry for the sudden invitation, Eri, but we need to talk.”
His words seemed like an opening, because everything rushed back to my memory like the speed of light.
The man standing by the door, who I could now guess knocked me out of consciousness… all by Marc's orders.
“Invitation? You didn't invite me.” My voice cracked a little.
“Listen—”
“Did you just kidnap me?” Now I felt my body trembling at the thought of not coming out here Alice.
Why would he kidnap me? What did he want to do?
Oh shit.
“Again, apologies on that but I really want to talk to you.” He didn't sound anything close to feeling sorry.
Infact, he possessed an even more stern tone than Don.
Finally, air was finally able to leave my lungs, but that didn't mean I wasn't still feeling alert.
“What do you have to say?” I demanded, not giving off anything that'd prove he intimidated like heck.
Hands on hips, I stared intensely at him.
“I figured out that you're Catherine's daughter.”
Oh yeah, so he's just figuring that out. I had to resist the urge to roll my eyes.
“Firstly, I'd like to apologize and I want you to know it wasn't your fault.”
“My fault?” The fact he said that made my brain explode.
Wasn't my fault?!
Of course it wasn't my fault. It was your fucking fault!
If he hadn't been such an asshole, mom would've had more money and maybe a job as one of their workers.
This son of a gun said it wasn't my fault!
“Yes, and I also know you're not on good terms with my son.” It seemed like he had something to say, so I willed my blood to calm.
“I also know how much attention you'll gain from the public if this was to go out. Maybe money even.” He sounded like he thought I'd actually do it.
“Okay?” Would this man stop beating around the bush and speak up?
A man I hadn't realized was standing by the door, walked towards us with a slightly big box.
My eyes almost left their sockets when he opened the box.
It was filled with dollars. Dollars?!
What the fuck?! This was money.
I turned from the money to Marc and back to the money.
Hesitantly, I turned back to him. “What is going on?”
His smirk made it evident he knew the money had gotten my attention. “Let’s make a deal.”
“Deal?” Now I was getting serious about this.
“You take all this money for yourself and let all of this die down.”
My brows dipped, as irritation followed. “So you're trying to bribe me?”
He didn't even shake at that word, hands in his pocket. “I won't call it a bribe.”
“Well then what will you call it?”
One thing I hated was bribes and he wanted to involve me in his dirty act.
“First of all, you show no sympathy at all knowing you were part of the reason my mom died, then you kidnap me and try bribing me to keep my mouth shut?!”
Yep, that was me talking.
This guy was frustrating the shit out of Mr.
He threw an intimidating glare at me, but I willed my spirit to keep calm, standing unshaken.
“Fuck off with your fucking money.” Pivoting, I rushed out, stopping at where I now knew was the door.
“You know, I wasn't planning on making this public before but now I will.” Then I left.
That wasn't true. I could never do something that would harm Don, I just said it to make Marc uneasy.
Suzy and Rose would probably be annoyed that I didn't take the money, but bribery?
Nope, that was not what I was into.
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