Chapter Three
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“I'm sorry boss .. I'm sorry i was so blind and foolish that I didn't realize your greatness. Please
spare me” he begged desperately, sweat dripping from his face.
“Boss… what's going on.? Why are you kneeling.?” One of the men askec surprised, trying to lift
him from the floor, but Eddie landed him a crisp slap.
“Are you blind.? Did you want to die.? Don't you realize that this is the…..” Paul quickly cuts him
off. “Just take you men and get out” he orders and returning to his seat.
“Yes sir… we'll go away and never appear before you again.” Eddie thanked earnestly and ran
out with his men and girlfriend leaving everyone stunned.
Trying to ease the atmosphere, Paul casually took a cigarette and lit it, smiling at everyone
staring at him. “Man what just happened.? Who are you really.?” Jason asked looking at him
with suspicion.
“There's nothing. If you haven't gone looking for their trouble none of this would have happened.
So as i was saying, you need to apologize to her. She's looking so miserable Jason” Paul
continued sounding agitated.
Jason looked at him with suspicion filling his eyes. “Do you like Skyla.?” He asked abruptly
squinting his eyes. This startled Paul leaving him flustered “no…em no what are you even
talking about…? Such nonsense… isn't she your wife.? f**k! He replied sounding disoriented
and cursed himself for having twisted feelings.
Jason didn't speak anymore and just walked away, ignoring paul calls. He drove to a florist shop
and picked a large bouquet of roses and a pretty necklace.
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Skyla's pov
I held the meds paul bought for me in my hands staring into space. I tried to forget him but his
deep masculine voice kept re echoing in my mind. “This isn't the first time I'm seeing Paul. But
this is the first time I'm feeling this way” i thought pulling my hair in frustration.
This was witnessed by Maria who was bringing me a cup of hot tea as i complained of cold.
“You're just torturing yourself here. Divorce…” the door opened and she quickly shut her mouth
and tried to leave, and i quickly hid the meds.
He grabbed her arm “what were you telling my wife.?” He asked angrily his eyes red from
alcohol and smoke. Scared, she just shook her head and scampered away.
Then he walked up to me and yanked my hair. “What's going on between you and Paul.? I
swear if you lie to me Skyla I'm going to kill you right now and nobody is gonna do anything” he
threatened. I was scared out of my wits and could only shake my head repeatedly whimpering.
He forcefully released me and i almost fell. But before I did, his strong arms were around my
waist. “I'm sorry Skyla. I must have hurt you. Please forgive me.” He begged handing me the
flowers and necklace.
I smiled wearily. “Thank you” i muttered softly. “We're going to a gala together tomorrow night.
Make sure you put the necklace on, it's limited edition” he said and went upstairs not listening to
me as i tried to tell him i might be having a fever.
I was roused the next day as a battalion of maids invaded my room, pushing in long hangers of
luxury gowns. Jason came in with them smiling hypocritically, but i could see a hint of panic in
his eyes.
“Good morning darling. Choose a good gown for the gala tonight. All the clothes here are of
limited edition. I'm off to work” he said and walked off before I could reply.
Struggling, i stood up to try the dresses. While changing, i heard two of the maids gossiping.
“She's so lucky.! She has a rich husband that loves and take care of her” the first said.
But the older woman who was more experienced shook her head. “I don't think so. Didn't you
see the purple ring around her eye.? What do you think would have caused it.?” She asked.
The other shrugged “she might have fallen or something. It mustn't always be abuse. Just
because your ex husband abused you doesn't mean everyone of them does” the other girl said
sarcastically. “I really wish he was my husband” she continued and walked away before the
other stunned woman could reply.
I laughed softly. If she had the kind of life i did, she would have opted suicide a long time ago.
By evening, i quickly dressed, waiting for Jason, but he never showed up. Time tickled slowly by
and my worries and anger increased. Was he off drinking again and forgot we're going to a gala
today.? Furious, I called paul. “Hey Paul, if Jason is with you, tell him to come home” i said
immediately the line connected.
“Hello Skyla, no Jason isn't with me. We parted a few hours ago” he said in his deep voice and I
began to blush. “Its…its alright. Sorry for disturbing” i stammered and quickly hung up.
Collapsing back on the sofa, i couldn't stop the tears that fell from my eyes. Furious, i began to
wipe the makeup off my swollen face. “Go to hell Jason. You and your foolish mistresses.!
Damn you all.!” I screamed throwing a cup across the room. Exhausted, i drifted to sleep.
The next morning, i groggily woke up by twelve pm. I quickly called the company but they said
Jason hadn't come to work. Something immediately felt wrong. Although Jason flirts with girls
for a whole night, he doesn't miss a day at the company.
Panicked, i dialed paul. “Jason is missing” i said urgently running my hand through my hair.
“Calm down Skyla. Are you home.? I'm coming to meet you now. Don't move” he said and hung
up.
I paced from one corner of the room to another. Although he treats me badly, he's still my
husband and i love him. I heard a car drive in and shifted the blinds to see Paul.
I hurried downstairs praying under my breath he knows something. “Paul please where's my
husband.?” I asked agitatedly holding him. “I swear Skyla i don't know. I haven't seen him since
yesterday. Have you tried calling his line.?”
“Its saying not available” i replied turning away from him in disappointment. “Then why not try
calling his family.? They might know something” he suggested. I bursted into a bitter laugh “the
only thing I'll get is the insult of my life”
“Maria bring something for her to eat.” He said but I shook my head. “I need to find Jason first” i
insisted stubbornly, hurring upstairs to get dressed. We went to the police station to file a
missing person case but was told to come back after two days, because a person is only
declared missing after two days.
Paul insisted we go back but i refused. Frustrated, he left me alone. But i didn't give up. I went
to the company to search for him but was coldly turned back by the receptionist. As i took my
leave, i heard the staffs sneering behind me that i was nothing but a liability to Jason, now he's
missing, I'm pretending like i care.
Returning to the mansion, i threw myself on the bed my head aching from endless sobs.
Suddenly, i heard a soft knock on the door. “Come in…” i said. It was Paul. “Oh no.. look at you.!
Did you want to kill yourself.?” He asked hurrying to my side and hugging me into his powerful
chest, his hand around my back.
His cologne filled my nostrils and i momentarily forgot about Jason. “Am i in love with Paul.?”
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