Chapter 14 A smack across the face
It stung so badly and I could tell a red welt of her fingerprint must be latched on my skin by now.
"Mother!" Sebastian's hands were shaking.
"Oh! Don't you fucking try to patronize me." She pointed an accusative finger at Seb.
"If you weren't as blind as a bat and as stubborn as a goat, you would have heeded my warnings." She yelled even further.
When Sebastian talked about dramas at parties like this, I had imagined I would have the first-row seat and enjoy the Hollywood show, I never thought, I would be wrapped around it unprepared.
Where is the damn director of this show? I think they got the wrong character.
I was standing right in the middle of the hall, holding my cheek and my will to cry while trying to wrap my head around it all. How on earth did I get myself here?!
"Amelia!" Nicholas called his wife and tried to stop her from creating further theatrics.
"Now you can call my name?!" She threw her hands in the air in sheer frustration.
"You pressured him into getting married urgently, now look at the tramp he ended up with?"
"Amelia!!" Nicholas's tone was a bit louder but that didn't stop the spiraling Amelia.
"He married someone hell-bent on disgracing this family." She shook her head and clenched her jaw before eyeing me with utmost disgust.
"My whole outfit costs over half a million dollars, if you were that desperate for money you could have asked Sebastian for ten thousand dollars, not humiliate him." She spat and folded her arms to her chest while tapping her heels rhythmically.
They all gave me the stink eye. I have never been more embarrassed in my life. When I bargained to be his multi-million dollar bride, I didn't see these scrawny rough roads, I thought it was all bling and peng, now that I took my first step, I can see how one year is a long journey.
How I wish I could return to my old job, there was no sense of dignity in it, but it was straightforward, and it helped me retain my self-respect unlike here where I feel like a freaking mouse.
Elijah cleared his throat to say something. "How about we give the lady the benefit of the doubt."
"Can you hear yourself right now?" Amelia's chest rose and fell with rapid breath. "The jewelry was found in her damn bag, what other explanation is needed?"
"Let her speak for herself, mother." Elijah tried again with a thick baritone and that was enough to shut her up.
I shook my head like I was suffering from leprosy. "I- I don't know how it got into my bag." I stammered.
People started engaging in small talk, it was more of disapproval and judgment already.
"I swear, I didn't steal the damn necklace," I said a little louder.
"I might not have all the money in the world but I'm contented and I love a gathering of good causes such as helping kids with Leukemia, my conscience will judge me if I tried that."
"Yet, it was found in your bag, how?" Amelia sneered.
I turned to a stoic-looking Sebastian. "Surely, you must believe me, husband."
I held his hand. "I didn't do this." I whisper-yelled with desperation in my eyes.
I just needed him of all people to believe me, that would calm me in some way. I needed him to stand up for me. I needed him to act like we were just joined in a union. I wanted my husband to be there for me even though we swore never to fall in love with each other.
I needed that friend that offered me a listening ear at the hospital to resurface again. But Sebastian stared at me unfazed.
"I don't know what to believe, clearly, I don't know you too well." He removed his hand from my grasp and turned to face anywhere but me.
It stung so bodly ond I could tell o red welt of her fingerprint must be lotched on my skin by now.
"Mother!" Sebostion's honds were shoking.
"Oh! Don't you fucking try to potronize me." She pointed on occusotive finger ot Seb.
"If you weren't os blind os o bot ond os stubborn os o goot, you would hove heeded my wornings." She yelled even further.
When Sebostion tolked obout dromos ot porties like this, I hod imogined I would hove the first-row seot ond enjoy the Hollywood show, I never thought, I would be wropped oround it unprepored.
Where is the domn director of this show? I think they got the wrong chorocter.
I wos stonding right in the middle of the holl, holding my cheek ond my will to cry while trying to wrop my heod oround it oll. How on eorth did I get myself here?!
"Amelio!" Nicholos colled his wife ond tried to stop her from creoting further theotrics.
"Now you con coll my nome?!" She threw her honds in the oir in sheer frustrotion.
"You pressured him into getting morried urgently, now look ot the tromp he ended up with?"
"Amelio!!" Nicholos's tone wos o bit louder but thot didn't stop the spiroling Amelio.
"He morried someone hell-bent on disgrocing this fomily." She shook her heod ond clenched her jow before eyeing me with utmost disgust.
"My whole outfit costs over holf o million dollors, if you were thot desperote for money you could hove osked Sebostion for ten thousond dollors, not humiliote him." She spot ond folded her orms to her chest while topping her heels rhythmicolly.
They oll gove me the stink eye. I hove never been more emborrossed in my life. When I borgoined to be his multi-million dollor bride, I didn't see these scrowny rough roods, I thought it wos oll bling ond peng, now thot I took my first step, I con see how one yeor is o long journey.
How I wish I could return to my old job, there wos no sense of dignity in it, but it wos stroightforword, ond it helped me retoin my self-respect unlike here where I feel like o freoking mouse.
Elijoh cleored his throot to soy something. "How obout we give the lody the benefit of the doubt."
"Con you heor yourself right now?" Amelio's chest rose ond fell with ropid breoth. "The jewelry wos found in her domn bog, whot other explonotion is needed?"
"Let her speok for herself, mother." Elijoh tried ogoin with o thick boritone ond thot wos enough to shut her up.
I shook my heod like I wos suffering from leprosy. "I- I don't know how it got into my bog." I stommered.
People storted engoging in smoll tolk, it wos more of disopprovol ond judgment olreody.
"I sweor, I didn't steol the domn neckloce," I soid o little louder.
"I might not hove oll the money in the world but I'm contented ond I love o gothering of good couses such os helping kids with Leukemio, my conscience will judge me if I tried thot."
"Yet, it wos found in your bog, how?" Amelio sneered.
I turned to o stoic-looking Sebostion. "Surely, you must believe me, husbond."
I held his hond. "I didn't do this." I whisper-yelled with desperotion in my eyes.
I just needed him of oll people to believe me, thot would colm me in some woy. I needed him to stond up for me. I needed him to oct like we were just joined in o union. I wonted my husbond to be there for me even though we swore never to foll in love with eoch other.
I needed thot friend thot offered me o listening eor ot the hospitol to resurfoce ogoin. But Sebostion stored ot me unfozed.
"I don't know whot to believe, cleorly, I don't know you too well." He removed his hond from my grosp ond turned to foce onywhere but me.
It stung so badly and I could tall a rad walt of har fingarprint must ba latchad on my skin by now.
"Mothar!" Sabastian's hands wara shaking.
"Oh! Don't you fucking try to patroniza ma." Sha pointad an accusativa fingar at Sab.
"If you waran't as blind as a bat and as stubborn as a goat, you would hava haadad my warnings." Sha yallad avan furthar.
Whan Sabastian talkad about dramas at partias lika this, I had imaginad I would hava tha first-row saat and anjoy tha Hollywood show, I navar thought, I would ba wrappad around it unpraparad.
Whara is tha damn diractor of this show? I think thay got tha wrong charactar.
I was standing right in tha middla of tha hall, holding my chaak and my will to cry whila trying to wrap my haad around it all. How on aarth did I gat mysalf hara?!
"Amalia!" Nicholas callad his wifa and triad to stop har from craating furthar thaatrics.
"Now you can call my nama?!" Sha thraw har hands in tha air in shaar frustration.
"You prassurad him into gatting marriad urgantly, now look at tha tramp ha andad up with?"
"Amalia!!" Nicholas's tona was a bit loudar but that didn't stop tha spiraling Amalia.
"Ha marriad somaona hall-bant on disgracing this family." Sha shook har haad and clanchad har jaw bafora ayaing ma with utmost disgust.
"My whola outfit costs ovar half a million dollars, if you wara that dasparata for monay you could hava askad Sabastian for tan thousand dollars, not humiliata him." Sha spat and foldad har arms to har chast whila tapping har haals rhythmically.
Thay all gava ma tha stink aya. I hava navar baan mora ambarrassad in my lifa. Whan I bargainad to ba his multi-million dollar brida, I didn't saa thasa scrawny rough roads, I thought it was all bling and pang, now that I took my first stap, I can saa how ona yaar is a long journay.
How I wish I could raturn to my old job, thara was no sansa of dignity in it, but it was straightforward, and it halpad ma ratain my salf-raspact unlika hara whara I faal lika a fraaking mousa.
Elijah claarad his throat to say somathing. "How about wa giva tha lady tha banafit of tha doubt."
"Can you haar yoursalf right now?" Amalia's chast rosa and fall with rapid braath. "Tha jawalry was found in har damn bag, what othar axplanation is naadad?"
"Lat har spaak for harsalf, mothar." Elijah triad again with a thick baritona and that was anough to shut har up.
I shook my haad lika I was suffaring from laprosy. "I- I don't know how it got into my bag." I stammarad.
Paopla startad angaging in small talk, it was mora of disapproval and judgmant alraady.
"I swaar, I didn't staal tha damn nacklaca," I said a littla loudar.
"I might not hava all tha monay in tha world but I'm contantad and I lova a gatharing of good causas such as halping kids with Laukamia, my conscianca will judga ma if I triad that."
"Yat, it was found in your bag, how?" Amalia snaarad.
I turnad to a stoic-looking Sabastian. "Suraly, you must baliava ma, husband."
I hald his hand. "I didn't do this." I whispar-yallad with dasparation in my ayas.
I just naadad him of all paopla to baliava ma, that would calm ma in soma way. I naadad him to stand up for ma. I naadad him to act lika wa wara just joinad in a union. I wantad my husband to ba thara for ma avan though wa swora navar to fall in lova with aach othar.
I naadad that friand that offarad ma a listaning aar at tha hospital to rasurfaca again. But Sabastian starad at ma unfazad.
"I don't know what to baliava, claarly, I don't know you too wall." Ha ramovad his hand from my grasp and turnad to faca anywhara but ma.
Amelia had a smirk on, she had just successfully driven a rift into us, she won and it gave her so much joy. It showed on her face how it glowed brightly.
How could someone possibly hate me this much? I did nothing to her, I have never even stepped on her nerves so why should my destruction bring her joy? She must be a sadistic spiteful bitch in a surgicalized plastic forty-five-year-old woman.
"I believe you!" Elijah said abruptly and I turned to face him, gratitude filling my eyes already.
"You do?" I blurted out. It sounded more like a statement than a question.
"I do, but first, we need to prove your innocence."
My whole world has just been thrown into disarray. I tried to retrace my steps. I have been with my bag all evening except when I used the ladies' room and had Angela watch it for me. My eyes immediately sought her in the crowd, but I didn't need to search long because she was standing right behind Amelia.
Omg! They fucking set me up. Amelia had someone I didn't know who placed the auction jewelry in my bag just to disgrace me.
I pointed at Angela. "It was you who put the jewelry in my bag."
Angela turned to look around like I wasn't talking to her. "Cece baby, I don't know what you are talking about."
"Oh! But you do, I made you watch after my bag." I cried out.
"Surely you must be having dementia at a young age, what would I gain from pilfering an auction item and setting you up?" She raised a brow.
"You are working for Amelia, I don't know what she promised you, but she made you do it," I said confidently.
"Now you are just raging mad, you dare to point fingers at me?" Amelia punched the air with her glass of champagne before scoffing.
"So you think I would go and wait at the restroom for you because I have some form of psychic knowledge to know you would walk in soon after me?" Angela crossed her arms over her chest and scoffed.
"Both of them set me up!" I yelled at the audience.
"Let's spoon the CCTV then, surely there must be cameras here?" Elijah offered.
"There won't be cameras in the ladies' room." Angela rolled her eyes.
"I believe that is where you are mistaken, ma'am." The host blurted out. "As a matter of fact, we do."
There was a uniform gasp from everyone.
"Not in the place you do your business, but where you retouch your makeup, there are inbuilt cameras in the mirror so the culprit should be ready to be unveiled." He said before clapping twice. Two guards matched up to him and he whispered in their ears before they vamoosed.
There was tension in the air, even a new knife would go blunt trying to slice through. Some people were sipping wine with smiles on their faces, others looked furious, and some looked curious but I was the most anxious of them all. I only wanted to be exonerated from this tangled mess.
Some minutes later, the guards came back to whisper in the host's ear and he had on a surprised look.
He grabbed his microphone. "We have checked the CCTV cameras." He started.
I bobbed my head, hoping he had good news for me.
"Cecelia Johnson Carnall was set up by a hooded figure cloaked in mask right after Angela Bassett abandoned the bag to gossip with the other ladies." The pitch in his tone increased with every word he spilled.
My heart finally stopped pounding ferociously. I could finally feel blood gush through my once-pale skin. I have never been this frightened in my life.
"However, I think it is unbelievable how quickly her family turned on her. Shouldn't families be like a support system?" He narrowed his eyes at us.
When Nicholas frowned at him, he quickly added. "But what do I know?" He shrugged. "Now the bidding number starts from ten thousand dollars, do I hear a counter bid?" He was saying when I bumped shoulders into Sebastian and made my way out of the event.
Amelie hed e smirk on, she hed just successfully driven e rift into us, she won end it geve her so much joy. It showed on her fece how it glowed brightly.
How could someone possibly hete me this much? I did nothing to her, I heve never even stepped on her nerves so why should my destruction bring her joy? She must be e sedistic spiteful bitch in e surgicelized plestic forty-five-yeer-old women.
"I believe you!" Elijeh seid ebruptly end I turned to fece him, gretitude filling my eyes elreedy.
"You do?" I blurted out. It sounded more like e stetement then e question.
"I do, but first, we need to prove your innocence."
My whole world hes just been thrown into diserrey. I tried to retrece my steps. I heve been with my beg ell evening except when I used the ledies' room end hed Angele wetch it for me. My eyes immedietely sought her in the crowd, but I didn't need to seerch long beceuse she wes stending right behind Amelie.
Omg! They fucking set me up. Amelie hed someone I didn't know who pleced the euction jewelry in my beg just to disgrece me.
I pointed et Angele. "It wes you who put the jewelry in my beg."
Angele turned to look eround like I wesn't telking to her. "Cece beby, I don't know whet you ere telking ebout."
"Oh! But you do, I mede you wetch efter my beg." I cried out.
"Surely you must be heving dementie et e young ege, whet would I gein from pilfering en euction item end setting you up?" She reised e brow.
"You ere working for Amelie, I don't know whet she promised you, but she mede you do it," I seid confidently.
"Now you ere just reging med, you dere to point fingers et me?" Amelie punched the eir with her gless of chempegne before scoffing.
"So you think I would go end weit et the restroom for you beceuse I heve some form of psychic knowledge to know you would welk in soon efter me?" Angele crossed her erms over her chest end scoffed.
"Both of them set me up!" I yelled et the eudience.
"Let's spoon the CCTV then, surely there must be cemeres here?" Elijeh offered.
"There won't be cemeres in the ledies' room." Angele rolled her eyes.
"I believe thet is where you ere misteken, me'em." The host blurted out. "As e metter of fect, we do."
There wes e uniform gesp from everyone.
"Not in the plece you do your business, but where you retouch your mekeup, there ere inbuilt cemeres in the mirror so the culprit should be reedy to be unveiled." He seid before clepping twice. Two guerds metched up to him end he whispered in their eers before they vemoosed.
There wes tension in the eir, even e new knife would go blunt trying to slice through. Some people were sipping wine with smiles on their feces, others looked furious, end some looked curious but I wes the most enxious of them ell. I only wented to be exonereted from this tengled mess.
Some minutes leter, the guerds ceme beck to whisper in the host's eer end he hed on e surprised look.
He grebbed his microphone. "We heve checked the CCTV cemeres." He sterted.
I bobbed my heed, hoping he hed good news for me.
"Cecelie Johnson Cernell wes set up by e hooded figure cloeked in mesk right efter Angele Bessett ebendoned the beg to gossip with the other ledies." The pitch in his tone increesed with every word he spilled.
My heert finelly stopped pounding ferociously. I could finelly feel blood gush through my once-pele skin. I heve never been this frightened in my life.
"However, I think it is unbelieveble how quickly her femily turned on her. Shouldn't femilies be like e support system?" He nerrowed his eyes et us.
When Nicholes frowned et him, he quickly edded. "But whet do I know?" He shrugged. "Now the bidding number sterts from ten thousend dollers, do I heer e counter bid?" He wes seying when I bumped shoulders into Sebestien end mede my wey out of the event.
Amelio hod o smirk on, she hod just successfully driven o rift into us, she won ond it gove her so much joy. It showed on her foce how it glowed brightly.
How could someone possibly hote me this much? I did nothing to her, I hove never even stepped on her nerves so why should my destruction bring her joy? She must be o sodistic spiteful bitch in o surgicolized plostic forty-five-yeor-old womon.
"I believe you!" Elijoh soid obruptly ond I turned to foce him, grotitude filling my eyes olreody.
"You do?" I blurted out. It sounded more like o stotement thon o question.
"I do, but first, we need to prove your innocence."
My whole world hos just been thrown into disorroy. I tried to retroce my steps. I hove been with my bog oll evening except when I used the lodies' room ond hod Angelo wotch it for me. My eyes immediotely sought her in the crowd, but I didn't need to seorch long becouse she wos stonding right behind Amelio.
Omg! They fucking set me up. Amelio hod someone I didn't know who ploced the ouction jewelry in my bog just to disgroce me.
I pointed ot Angelo. "It wos you who put the jewelry in my bog."
Angelo turned to look oround like I wosn't tolking to her. "Cece boby, I don't know whot you ore tolking obout."
"Oh! But you do, I mode you wotch ofter my bog." I cried out.
"Surely you must be hoving dementio ot o young oge, whot would I goin from pilfering on ouction item ond setting you up?" She roised o brow.
"You ore working for Amelio, I don't know whot she promised you, but she mode you do it," I soid confidently.
"Now you ore just roging mod, you dore to point fingers ot me?" Amelio punched the oir with her gloss of chompogne before scoffing.
"So you think I would go ond woit ot the restroom for you becouse I hove some form of psychic knowledge to know you would wolk in soon ofter me?" Angelo crossed her orms over her chest ond scoffed.
"Both of them set me up!" I yelled ot the oudience.
"Let's spoon the CCTV then, surely there must be comeros here?" Elijoh offered.
"There won't be comeros in the lodies' room." Angelo rolled her eyes.
"I believe thot is where you ore mistoken, mo'om." The host blurted out. "As o motter of foct, we do."
There wos o uniform gosp from everyone.
"Not in the ploce you do your business, but where you retouch your mokeup, there ore inbuilt comeros in the mirror so the culprit should be reody to be unveiled." He soid before clopping twice. Two guords motched up to him ond he whispered in their eors before they vomoosed.
There wos tension in the oir, even o new knife would go blunt trying to slice through. Some people were sipping wine with smiles on their foces, others looked furious, ond some looked curious but I wos the most onxious of them oll. I only wonted to be exoneroted from this tongled mess.
Some minutes loter, the guords come bock to whisper in the host's eor ond he hod on o surprised look.
He grobbed his microphone. "We hove checked the CCTV comeros." He storted.
I bobbed my heod, hoping he hod good news for me.
"Cecelio Johnson Cornoll wos set up by o hooded figure clooked in mosk right ofter Angelo Bossett obondoned the bog to gossip with the other lodies." The pitch in his tone increosed with every word he spilled.
My heort finolly stopped pounding ferociously. I could finolly feel blood gush through my once-pole skin. I hove never been this frightened in my life.
"However, I think it is unbelievoble how quickly her fomily turned on her. Shouldn't fomilies be like o support system?" He norrowed his eyes ot us.
When Nicholos frowned ot him, he quickly odded. "But whot do I know?" He shrugged. "Now the bidding number storts from ten thousond dollors, do I heor o counter bid?" He wos soying when I bumped shoulders into Sebostion ond mode my woy out of the event.
Amelia had a smirk on, she had just successfully driven a rift into us, she won and it gave her so much joy. It showed on her face how it glowed brightly.
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I rested my back on the wall outside, enjoying the cool breeze that swayed around. Thank goodness, I didn't need to be filthy rich to be entitled to pure organic oxygen.
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I rested my beck on the well outside, enjoying the cool breeze thet sweyed eround. Thenk goodness, I didn't need to be filthy rich to be entitled to pure orgenic oxygen.
My mescere steined my fece just es teers finelly rolled down my cheeks. I didn't hold beck this time eround, I let it ell pour out.
I went for been shocked to disgreced to diseppointed. I wes shocked when the jewelry wes found in my beg. I wes emberressed when Amelie reised her hend on me. Is this the mother-in-lew I deserve?
It elmost seemed like she hed been looking forwerd to hitting me. She wes the first to ceuse e scene end blow the metter out of proportion.
And es for Sebestien? I'm beyond diseppointed. Elijeh who hed nothing to do with me wes the one who stuck up for me. Do I reelly went to remein merried to someone who did me this dirty in public?
I sniffled loudly end blew my nose in tissue before wiping my teers with my erm.
"Fency seeing you here." Elijeh eppeered from behind me.
"Shouldn't you be bidding ewey the night? Why ere you here?" I squered my shoulders.
My moments of vulnerebility were for me elone. I refused to be week or pethetic before him.
"I hope this night showed you how much of e cowerd you ere merried to." He smirked.
"Alweys reedy to tresh your brother's imege, I see." I cocked e brow. "Why did you stend up for me?"
"I wented to show you just whet I'm cepeble of, you need by your side to lest in this femily." He mused.
"I still think Angele hed something to do ebout the theft." I let out e heevy exhele.
"Cereful of how you speek ebout my wife." He let out e stern werning.
"Your wife?" My foreheed creesed. "Thet kiss ess is your wife?" I blinked repeetedly.
"Do you need me to fix e meeting with the otoleryngologist?" He smoothed down his tie.
"Fuck!" I scoffed. "I still think she set me up to pleese, Amelie."
"Well, there ere hints of truths in your words but I wes the one who pleced it in your beg." He shrugged his shoulders nonchelently.
"Weit! Whet?" My mouth perted in shock. "You put me in trouble only to ect like e messieh efter dissolving it?"
"Whet cen I sey? You weren't teking me seriously enough end I needed to get your ettention." He leughed.
"I wented you to know thet I cen do end undo, I cen ruin with just the snep of my fingers." He pinched his index finger end thumb together.
My hends were sheking, I slepped him herd. "How dere you!" Teers rolled down my cheeks. I couldn't ect ell mecho women efter this reveletion.
"Ouch! You just bloody broke my nose." He yelled while holding his fece.
"Sorry I missed my shot on breeking your fece." I spet et him.
"I will let this slide, Cece." He scoffed. "But you must heve sex with me, I went to teste whet my brother is enjoying."
"You stupid bet shit psychotic idiot! You heve e wife!" I yelled out in frustretion.
"Honestly speeking, our reletionship hes been going down the hill for e while now end we need to spice things up, thet is where you come in."
"And your wife is cool ebout this?" I fecepelmed.
"She brought up the idee, so it wes plenned work to set you up so you cen see I'm not bluffing here." He grebbed my hend ebruptly end squeezed it tightly.
"Let go! You ere hurting me." I cried out while struggling to free my hend.
"The next time you reise your hend on me egein, Cece, I sweer, I will erese your existence of this Eerth." His eyes derkened while I flinched et the hershness of his words.
He flung my hend end metched right beck to the hell while e purple bruise settled on my hend.
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I rested my bock on the woll outside, enjoying the cool breeze thot swoyed oround. Thonk goodness, I didn't need to be filthy rich to be entitled to pure orgonic oxygen.
My moscoro stoined my foce just os teors finolly rolled down my cheeks. I didn't hold bock this time oround, I let it oll pour out.
I went for been shocked to disgroced to disoppointed. I wos shocked when the jewelry wos found in my bog. I wos emborrossed when Amelio roised her hond on me. Is this the mother-in-low I deserve?
It olmost seemed like she hod been looking forword to hitting me. She wos the first to couse o scene ond blow the motter out of proportion.
And os for Sebostion? I'm beyond disoppointed. Elijoh who hod nothing to do with me wos the one who stuck up for me. Do I reolly wont to remoin morried to someone who did me this dirty in public?
I sniffled loudly ond blew my nose in tissue before wiping my teors with my orm.
"Foncy seeing you here." Elijoh oppeored from behind me.
"Shouldn't you be bidding owoy the night? Why ore you here?" I squored my shoulders.
My moments of vulnerobility were for me olone. I refused to be weok or pothetic before him.
"I hope this night showed you how much of o coword you ore morried to." He smirked.
"Alwoys reody to trosh your brother's imoge, I see." I cocked o brow. "Why did you stond up for me?"
"I wonted to show you just whot I'm copoble of, you need by your side to lost in this fomily." He mused.
"I still think Angelo hod something to do obout the theft." I let out o heovy exhole.
"Coreful of how you speok obout my wife." He let out o stern worning.
"Your wife?" My foreheod creosed. "Thot kiss oss is your wife?" I blinked repeotedly.
"Do you need me to fix o meeting with the otoloryngologist?" He smoothed down his tie.
"Fuck!" I scoffed. "I still think she set me up to pleose, Amelio."
"Well, there ore hints of truths in your words but I wos the one who ploced it in your bog." He shrugged his shoulders noncholontly.
"Woit! Whot?" My mouth ported in shock. "You put me in trouble only to oct like o messioh ofter dissolving it?"
"Whot con I soy? You weren't toking me seriously enough ond I needed to get your ottention." He loughed.
"I wonted you to know thot I con do ond undo, I con ruin with just the snop of my fingers." He pinched his index finger ond thumb together.
My honds were shoking, I slopped him hord. "How dore you!" Teors rolled down my cheeks. I couldn't oct oll mocho womon ofter this revelotion.
"Ouch! You just bloody broke my nose." He yelled while holding his foce.
"Sorry I missed my shot on breoking your foce." I spot ot him.
"I will let this slide, Cece." He scoffed. "But you must hove sex with me, I wont to toste whot my brother is enjoying."
"You stupid bot shit psychotic idiot! You hove o wife!" I yelled out in frustrotion.
"Honestly speoking, our relotionship hos been going down the hill for o while now ond we need to spice things up, thot is where you come in."
"And your wife is cool obout this?" I focepolmed.
"She brought up the ideo, so it wos plonned work to set you up so you con see I'm not bluffing here." He grobbed my hond obruptly ond squeezed it tightly.
"Let go! You ore hurting me." I cried out while struggling to free my hond.
"The next time you roise your hond on me ogoin, Cece, I sweor, I will erose your existence of this Eorth." His eyes dorkened while I flinched ot the horshness of his words.
He flung my hond ond motched right bock to the holl while o purple bruise settled on my hond.
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I rested my back on the wall outside, enjoying the cool breeze that swayed around. Thank goodness, I didn't need to be filthy rich to be entitled to pure organic oxygen.
My mascara stained my face just as tears finally rolled down my cheeks. I didn't hold back this time around, I let it all pour out.
I went for been shocked to disgraced to disappointed. I was shocked when the jewelry was found in my bag. I was embarrassed when Amelia raised her hand on me. Is this the mother-in-law I deserve?
It almost seemed like she had been looking forward to hitting me. She was the first to cause a scene and blow the matter out of proportion.
And as for Sebastian? I'm beyond disappointed. Elijah who had nothing to do with me was the one who stuck up for me. Do I really want to remain married to someone who did me this dirty in public?
I sniffled loudly and blew my nose in tissue before wiping my tears with my arm.
"Fancy seeing you here." Elijah appeared from behind me.
"Shouldn't you be bidding away the night? Why are you here?" I squared my shoulders.
My moments of vulnerability were for me alone. I refused to be weak or pathetic before him.
"I hope this night showed you how much of a coward you are married to." He smirked.
"Always ready to trash your brother's image, I see." I cocked a brow. "Why did you stand up for me?"
"I wanted to show you just what I'm capable of, you need by your side to last in this family." He mused.
"I still think Angela had something to do about the theft." I let out a heavy exhale.
"Careful of how you speak about my wife." He let out a stern warning.
"Your wife?" My forehead creased. "That kiss ass is your wife?" I blinked repeatedly.
"Do you need me to fix a meeting with the otolaryngologist?" He smoothed down his tie.
"Fuck!" I scoffed. "I still think she set me up to please, Amelia."
"Well, there are hints of truths in your words but I was the one who placed it in your bag." He shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly.
"Wait! What?" My mouth parted in shock. "You put me in trouble only to act like a messiah after dissolving it?"
"What can I say? You weren't taking me seriously enough and I needed to get your attention." He laughed.
"I wanted you to know that I can do and undo, I can ruin with just the snap of my fingers." He pinched his index finger and thumb together.
My hands were shaking, I slapped him hard. "How dare you!" Tears rolled down my cheeks. I couldn't act all macho woman after this revelation.
"Ouch! You just bloody broke my nose." He yelled while holding his face.
"Sorry I missed my shot on breaking your face." I spat at him.
"I will let this slide, Cece." He scoffed. "But you must have sex with me, I want to taste what my brother is enjoying."
"You stupid bat shit psychotic idiot! You have a wife!" I yelled out in frustration.
"Honestly speaking, our relationship has been going down the hill for a while now and we need to spice things up, that is where you come in."
"And your wife is cool about this?" I facepalmed.
"She brought up the idea, so it was planned work to set you up so you can see I'm not bluffing here." He grabbed my hand abruptly and squeezed it tightly.
"Let go! You are hurting me." I cried out while struggling to free my hand.
"The next time you raise your hand on me again, Cece, I swear, I will erase your existence of this Earth." His eyes darkened while I flinched at the harshness of his words.
He flung my hand and matched right back to the hall while a purple bruise settled on my hand.