Chapter 38
Her Father Broderick turned to her and watched as she held onto his trouser, “let me go.” “No, you are torturing me. Please, my children are my reason for living,” she pleaded with tears rushing down her cheek. “No,” he declared, “My reputation matters a lot and I don’t joke with it. Although I have not announced you to the world as my wife, I still expect for you to honour this marriage,” Broderick said and withdrew his leg from her grip. As he began to walk away, Amy felt her heart clutch together in bitterness, she hurriedly stood and followed after him. What can she do convince this man who has a heart as rigid as a stone. He was too big for her that she felt very insignificant before him. She trailed after him as he walked towards his room. He held the knob of his door and twisted it, he walked in and turned to the entran
it, he walked in and turned to the entrance then he saw Amy standing with a
weak and pitfyful face. “Please!” Amy pleaded. She knew that once he closes the door, she won’t be able to have access to him anymore,” I want to see my children. I feel empty without them.” “Did the hickeys dissapear to your neck or did you think I’m a fool?” He asked. He wasn’t hurt that she had sex with someone else, it was his ego that was hurt. He felt like his pride was trampled upon. How can a woman whom he regard as a wife for the time being go to another man to have sex with him? “When I was outside of Mike’s house and was waiting for a cab, someone srcubbed my neck with God knows what, I indeed saw the person running off but I didn’t see any reason to pursue him or her because I thought it was just an accident or maybe the person was a psycho,” she said. ‘This woman really thought she can deceive me,’ Broderick finds what she said to be really ridiculous and then slammed the door.
Amy actually felt as though the door was slammed on her heart, her heart banged heavily like it was being hit with a pestle. She cried out loud as she fell to the wall beside the door. “How would she see her children?” She thought but couldn’t think of anything solid. After crying for hours, she felt so exhausted and walked to her room in pain. She went to stand before the mirror again and examined the hickeys in her neck, whoever drew this to her neck sure had it all planned out. The marks looked exactly like an hickey. Who could be trying to set her up? First someone shot at her, now someone tried to set he up for cheating. Could it be that someone was trying to set her up?
She went to the bathroom and washed her face with water, but that didn’t make the headache she was feeling to stop neither did it reduce the pain in her heart.
almost coming to an end when Mike answered it.
he wouldn’t try to kill her plus Callan was still in the
shock, she wasn’t expecting the last statement. She was so shocked that she had to sit upright on her bed and pressed her phone on her ear so she wouldn’t miss any words of what he was about
person?” She asked, trying
he answered briefly. “Martha? How did you get to know her?” Amy asked. Wondering why Martha would be trying to set her up before Brodenck. She was never on good terms with her stepmother and her stepdaughter. They hated her from the onset and she doesn’t like them neither. Her father was always indifferent of their cruel attitude towards her when she was
Father with them that was why she left and she has never regarded
would her Stepsister
breaking up
listened keenly, she was shocked at his first statement but then was waiting for what’s next, “Callan is my elder brother.”
Mike said. Amy’s heart just kept beating as he heard him speak, she was dumbfounded. Mike looked very gentle and looked like one that can’t even hurt a fly. “I wanted to hide it from you for long but I thought there was no need for that anymore. But as for your stepsister, she had a different purpose, when you meet with her, you can ask her,” Mike said. “Were you the one that shot me?” She asked. “The plan is not to kill you. I wasn’t the one,” Mike answered. “I haven’t even started my revenge yet, Amy.” Then it would probably be her stepsister who tried to kill her. She can understand why Mike is
too much for her to bear. Callan was wrong and was sent to prison, why was his family coming for her? She has no one to protect her and the kids, how can she possibly survive? She didn’t have the contact of her stepsister neither did she have that of her stepmother. The only way to contact them was to go to her father’s house. Her father’s house always remind her of how she was abused in the past. She have to get to the root of this matter to be able to convince Broderick that she had more enemies than she thinks and that it was her enemy who was trying to set her up. She walked out of her room and went outside to take a cab, she chattered it quickly to her father’s house and was soon dropped before her father’s house in no time. She walked into the
Seeing her Stepsister, Martha, she frowned very deeply and asked,” why are you after my life?” “Excuse me!” Martha feigned ignorance, “I asked why you are after my life. You tried to shoot me and put an hickey on my neck to frame me up, what did you want from me? Last I remember, I left this place many years ago hoping not to have anything to do with you and this family anymore.”
“Who is that?” Someone’s voice sounded from inside as soon Amy finished speaking,
“The bitch is here,” Martha answered the woman that just asked a question. “The bitch? You called me a bitch?” She raised her hand and sent a resounding slap to her cheek,
Martha fell at once as if she had been waiting for the slap. Steps rushed towards the door and an aged woman appeared,
she was Martha’s mother and Amy’s stepmother.
“You! What did you do to my daughter?” Edith shouted on Amy who just stood still, Edith immediately called on her husband, Carlton. Carlton appeared in a jiffy and saw Martha lying on the floor, he frowned and said to Amy,” how dare you come over here to cause trouble? What did you do to her?” “You can rebuke her later, please let’s find a way of taking my daughter to the hospital,” Martha said and Carlton quickly placed a call across to an ambulance. Carlton squatted before Martha and began to examine her face, then she saw marks on her cheek that depicts that she was slapped. “Amy, you dared to slap her,” Carlton was so angry that he stood and sent Amy a resounding slap.