CHAPTER3
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Bianca, I'm so sorry," says Dannie, her words strained with rage. "I wish I could get to that sod right now and kick his balls in! How dare he treat you like that?”
She talks curtly.
"Listen, you have to breathe deeply and calm down. You can't carry on like this, it'll just give Liam an edge over you.".
“Yeah, you're right, Dannie," Bianca, sniffles, as she finally calms down.
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"Thank you, girl,” she continues, releasing a soft smile.
"I just need you to be alright," Dannie pleads, as concern fills her voice, this storm shall pass for certain.
Bianca, still plagued by uncertainties, releases a deep breath. "I should attend to some unpacking now. I'll call you later." She says,
“Alright girl, love you,” Dannie replies, and the line goes off.
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Having finished her solitary dinner, Bianca gets ready for bed, unrolling her blanket on the floor as she had been instructed. Liam bursts in suddenly and is followed by the presence of a woman She has never met before.
This woman stares intently at Bianca as she walks in; her face is locked in a solemn display of hostility. A chill of fear runs down Bianca's spine.
Hah, hah" Liam taunts, his sarcasm mingling with laughter. " Now would you look at that, the tramp is already retired for the night, Huh?" He glances at the unknown woman, who responds with an exchanged laugh.
Bianca, whose knees are already bent to the floor to get into bed for the night, now gets a burst of tension. She wonders what Liam could be up to at this time of the night. Her heart quickens with a combination of fear and nervousness.
Liam stretches his arm and grasps the hand of the woman, his voice also becoming soft when he speaks her name.
"Come close to me, Kira , my love."
Kira returns his touch, her movements smooth as she glides toward him.
Liam wraps his arm around her waist as he goes on speaking.
“Meet the gold digger my Dad forced on me, they call her Bianca.”
He says, gesturing over to Bianca's direction. He then turns to Bianca and bellows.
"Hey lady! Say hello to my girlfriend Kira. She's spending the night with me. His voice gets hard then a snarl.".
Bianca squats there stunned in shock as her eyes fly open in disbelief, a building fury and irritation simmer inside her.
"The temerity", she catches herself thinking, her mind reeling "How dare he bring in his lover here?”
Kira without further hesitation turns around and kisses Liam, with their lips both making contact with each other in a frenzied kiss. She whimpers softly as they deepen the embrace, her fingers tangle in his hair vigorously as she pushes him gently onto the bed before straddling on his masculine body as she continues to rain hot kisses down on him.
Bianca watches, a mixture of agony and intense discomfort washes across her. Following a few seconds of their sensuous show, Liam rests his head back, eyes on Bianca, who remains prostrate on the ground.
"What in the world are you doing, just squatting there pouting?" He bellows, as his voice becomes enraged.
He immediately snaps his finger sarcastically "Is this a soap opera? Get your dorky self outta here this damn minute!"
"Oh honey let her watch," Kira goes on, as she laughs on a sneering note.
Groaning with shock and plain embarrassment, Bianca hastes to rise up on her feet and flee the room, the door slamming shut with force against her heels.
Her back against the wall, Bianca senses her heart thudding so furiously within her that she bursts into yet another bout of tears.
She glances at herself and notices that she is carrying her phone, bless her for having had the premonition to pick it up when she made a run for the door.
Seething with a palpable combination of irritation and fury, she walks towards the gate. The security guard can tell the state she is in and attempts to get an explanation from her. But she responds to his question with a cutting and irritated answer.
As soon as she gets outside she flags down a taxi, her destination: her parent's house. As she sits in the vehicle she reflects on what just occurred back at the Smith’s mansion. And a fresh storm of tears trickles down her cheeks.
Amidst the tears, she mutters to herself, “I’ve had enough. I’m never going back to that house. This is the absolute limit, my goodness!”
She continues, as she places her folded hands on her face.
Now standing at her parents' doorstep, She insists on ringing the doorbell impatiently, at the same time screaming at the top of her voice.
"It's me, Mama, Dad!"
Her mother, in shock, hurries to the door and opens it, her face creased with anxiety.
"Bianca, sweetie, why are you here so late?
Everything okay baby?”
Mrs. Williams asks, as her tone fills with concern.
Bianca attempts to answer back but is short-stopped by her father, his voice cold and without any immediate concern and respect for his daughter.
"Where's your husband and father-in-law?”
He demands," cutting across the two women.
Bianca looks at him as a wave of disappointment sweeps over her, turning away from him, she talks to her mother, tears now flowing freely.
Mama, I can't do this," she wails, nodding her head, her voice is laced with tears.
Witnessing her daughter’s agony, Mrs. Williams. laments inwardly as she sobersly asks her, "Do what, baby?"
"I can't stay in this marriage, Mum," Bianca declares, her voice cracking.
"Mum, Liam hates me, he treats me like I’m a complete nobody.”
She continues, crying hysterically as she clings to her mother, savoring the comfort she so desperately desires.
Her father again cuts in, "Bianca, where is your husband and your father-in-law, and what in the world are you doing here at this odd hour?
"I am so done with this marriage, Dad," Bianca declares.
Her voice trills with obstinate determination slicing through strained air.
Her gaze flashes across her father's as her eyes blaze with a combination of anger and determination.
"Go back to Fredrick and his monster of a son and inform them this marriage is over" she demands.
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