Chapter 28
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Rachel
As I walked away from the hall Chase booked for himself, I felt my heart send signals of pain to my brain.
I could not breath.
Something that was second nature to me before became unfamiliar.
I went back to the hot spring section Chase had booked for the normal employees.
I don't know where he situated the higher ups and I did not care to know.
It felt like the evil glee in Julie's eyes kept mocking me repeatedly.
For a moment, the logical part of my brain turned off.
I just wanted to curl into myself and cry.
I did not take Chase to be this kind of person.
I knew that what I saw might just be what Julie wanted me to see.
Still, my heart pulsated in intense pain.
I could not stand it.
I could not stand seeing Chase with another woman.
He was mine.
When I was leaving, I heard footsteps following me. I knew that Chase was chasing after me.
I knew he wanted to explain but I did not want to see him right now.
I found a secluded corner to stay when I got to the section Chase booked for the employees.
A few tears had escaped my eyes so the other people still in the hall that held the dining table looked at me strangely.
I did not care for their probing eyes.
Soon, I began to settled down. My emotions calmed.
No, calm was not the word.
I felt numb.
Then I began to think about what I saw thoroughly.
Chase wasn't like the person that would cheat behind my back. Besides, I knew he loved me.
The day I confronted him in his office proved it.
Besides, the emotions and care he showed validated my point.
Chase loved me.
We were even scheduled to meet at that time.
He would not have done what I thought I saw when he knows I would be coming by soon.
If he was cheating, he would have been more careful.
Chase was a man of great means and ways.
If he didn't want me to know something, it would be hard for me to discover that particular thing.
It wasn't bragging or boasting.
Catching Julie in his arms seemed to be coincidental.
Besides, I was sure Julie wanted me to see her being bare in Chase's arms.
It doesn't take a detective to know that.
Now, I know why I saw Julie in the parking lot of The Steel Cell Group.
She was targeting me and Chase.
I was waiting for her to show her hand and she did.
She dealt me a heavy blow.
It seems like this was her revenge.
My mind strayed to Patricia. Patricia was on the loose too.
Since Julie had showed her cards, I wanted to be prepared for the appearance of Patricia too.
The door to the hall barged open.
A thump sounded when the door hit the wall opposite violently.
Chase was standing at the doorway and he was staring straight at me.
His clothes was rumpled and his hair was tousled.
Still, his beauty was maintained.
His disheveled state brought another layer of attractiveness to him.
He looked alluring.
I chided myself softly. I was supposed to be angry at him.
I was supposed to demand an explanation from him not admire him like a girl that was love-starved for a hundred years.
"Briggs, clear the area." Chase said in a deep voice.
Mr Briggs nodded before he ushered everyone out of the hall.
No one remained in the connected hall that housed the hot spring too.
Within a minute, the place became as empty as it can be.
I felt the illusion that any word I spoke would echo.
I got up from my huddled position.
I knew Chase would eventually find me.
The only place I knew in this resort was this hall that he reserved for his normal employees.
I had no other place to go in my grief and rage.
"Rachel." Chase called.
I did not reply.
Chase was looking panicked.
This was the first time I saw Chase lose control.
This incident seemed to being him from the realm of immortals down to the mortal realm.
He looked normal.
He didn't look like the enigmatic and dark man that calculated everything behind the scenes.
I felt a calming and warm feeling wash away the dark haze that clouded my entire being.
My mind was refreshed.
Chase was very afraid of losing me.
I was the same.
During the time that I was sad and furious, dark thoughts churned in my mind.
I just didn't entertain them.
I felt like if Chase was even cheating, I would not be able to leave him.
I would just do things to tie him to my side permanently.
Things like giving him drugs that would affect mobility. Then, I would be the only one for him.
He would have to rely on only me.
Those kind of thoughts scared me.
It showed that I had gone too far in my obsession.
It meant I wasn't willing to just leave him.
It would take the grace of God to detach from Chase now.
We stood there in silence for a second.
The silence that lingered was strangely calming.
It was not awkward at all.
"Do you have something to say?" I asked.
Chase did not speak.
He rushed to me and engulfed me into his arms.
The heat generated by his body wrapped around me securely like a mother's warm embrace.
My nose twitched.
I picked up a slight scent.
It was the scent from a feminine perfume.
The scent brought back memories and I struggled.
I did not want to be near where Julie had touched for a minute longer.
The more I struggled, the more Chase tightened his arms.
It was like he wanted to swallow me into his body. He wanted to merge our body together.
I had to speak up.
"Chase, I am not leaving. I don't like the smell of Julie that is coming from you." I explained when I failed to get out of his arms.
I inhaled more of Julie's disgusting scent.
Julie's naked body kept flashing before my inner eyes like an haunting curse.
Chase did not say anything to reply me.
He held me for a few more seconds before letting go.
He didn't let me go far though.
"Please, lend your phone to me." He requested.
I bent down and searched through my bag before giving it to him.
I had kept the phone in my backpack when I went to visit Chase.
I did not want anything to disturb our time together.
After that, I saw no reason to bring the phone out again.
I saw my spouse apparently cheating on me so I left the phone where it was.
I didn't want Chase to reach me through his smartphone.
The matter we are dealing with isn't something a phone conversation can solve.
Besides, I did not want to talk to him then. I didn't even want to see him.
Chase did something that was unexpected.
He keyed in some numbers before dialing.
"Mark, bring some of my clothes to the hot spring resort I instructed you to book." Chase said concise words before hanging up.
I tilted my head to the side.
I did not know why he requested for a change of clothes.
He returned my phone to me.
I tucked the phone in the pocket of my outfit.
Suddenly, Chase tore the clothes that was on his body.
The clothes on his body fell like useless rags and he stood before me in all his glory.
He was only in black briefs.
My eyes widened in shock.
"Chase, what are you d-doing?" I asked in incredulity.
Now I knew why he asked for Mark to bring clothes to him.
His actions was crazy.
Still, his action brought a smile to my lips.
Chase cared about what I thought.
I just mentioned that I hated Julie's smell and he proceeded to rip his clothes off his body.
"You said you hated her smell." He said calmly.
It was like his action was the normal thing to do.
My smile widened a little.
"I know I said I hated her smell but me saying that doesn't justify you tearing your clothes off your body like some barbarian king." I joked.
My words lightened the dreary atmostphere that had been hanging around after I caught Chase with Julie.
I was already convinced of my guess before but Chase's actions made that guess clearer than ever.
Chase would never cheat on me and he would not do it with Julie of all people.
"Rachel, everything you saw back there was a terrible misunderstanding." Chase said, "Julie came into my hall with a fake face. She wanted to crawl into my bed."
I noticed the way Chase spat out his later words.
I could literally feel his hatred for Julie.
It was like he wanted to tear her into pieces one bit at a time.
I always praised myself for being a tough girl. Now, Chase's aura scared me.
I can not even imagine being at the other end of his wrath right now.
I knew that after this, if Julie had a certain percentage of getting mercy before, that chance just went up in smoke.
Julie was in an hot mess now.
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