CHAPTER THIRTY EIGHT
SCANDAL
Beatrice and Jack
She slammed the door and paused, She was about to leave when she remembered her doctors orders and Mark's warnings.
She wasn't allowed to drive when she was nervous or worried, or any emotions that could make her lose focus.
She fumed and waited, she felt her blood boil. "Calm down Bea" She said to herself as she paced on the patio.
She could feel herself having a panic attack. "Why am I bothered?" She thought to herself with her hands placed on her hips and her head facing her feet.
"Did I imagine myself with him? Did I plan our future? why am I so hurt and bothered? and what if he was two timing; I can't blame the poor dude, I mean i also tried to use him.
Bullocks! I hate this! I hate this.
Beatrice has a full session with hers
