Chapter 120
STEPHANIE
My eyes opened and as I stared at the white ceiling, I was reminded once more that I was saved, I was reminded that very soon, I was going to be stripped of my freedom, I was going to be forced to go with a man whose sight does nothing but repulse me.
Tears prickled my eyes before it rolled down my cheeks. How unlucky I am in this life, maybe in the next life, I won’t be so unlucky, I won’t be born into a family where the parents suck, where the parents are more bothered about saving their own heads.
Sitting up, I looked up and glanced around, taking notice of the fact that the very object that could be used to inflict harm was gone. Scoffing bitterly, I wiped my tears.
They must think I am crazy, the nurses must think I am that self–obsessed rich kid who thinks it is okay to attempt to take her life if her demands are not met.
Well, fuck them, because I am that child who would rather jump off the balcony and fall to my death than go with that old bastard.
The door opened and my mum walked in. She halted when she saw me sitting up and halted. “Steph?” she approached me slowly as though she was walking on eggshells. “how long have you been awake?”
“Long enough to be reminded that I am still a part of this earth.” I retorted, glaring at her.
She took a seat beside me and took my hand in mine. “I can’t believe you actually wanted to leave me.”
Disgusted by her, I pulled my hand away from her grip. “What difference is it going to make? I am going to be leaving with that man soon just because Dad was crazy enough to take more money from him to gamble more.”
I mean how stupid can he be? You lost money through gambling, and you borrowed more money to gamble, hoping to recover money from the gambling to pay back the money you lost through gambling.
“at least I get to see you and visit you sometimes.” She argued.
Tears rolled down as I glanced at my mother, hoping that she would take pity on me and get me out of there. “Take me away from here.” I pleaded. “Get me out of this country.” I am sure they can hide me so that he won’t find me or maybe get the police involved so that can face a jail term for his crime while I get protection from the cops.
Shaking her head, she got off the sofa and joined me on the bed. “Let’s not talk about that right now.” She dared to suggest. “I have more important things to discuss with you.”
My jaw dropped with shock. “What can be more important than the fact that your only child is about to lose her freedom?”
Mum rolled her eyes. “Don’t be dramatic.” She chastised, “For a moment Steph don’t make everything about you. The man is wealthy and if you play your cards well, you can become a widow soonest and you will be free from the shackles of marriage with enough money in your name.”
Reaching forward, she cupped my cheek. “We did our best to save you, to get it out of this, but things didn’t go as planned, so here we are.”
More tears rolled down my cheeks. “what offense did I commit to get them as my parents? “Get out.”
She scoffed. “I am going to need you to sten to me Stephanie, after that, I will leave.” Ignoring her, I lay back on the bed, but that didn’t give her the hint that I wasn’t interested in whatever she wanted to say. “your dad is wanted for a murder and tax invasion case”
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My eyes snapped in her direction, my brows jerking in shock. “Since when is he wanted for murder?” Tax invasion I can understand, but murder is just too crazy.
“Since Today.” She replied, “You don’t need to know all the details because the little you know, the less involved you will be in the case.”
How…what is she even saying
“So someone tipped him off that he is being accused as the murderer in Sophia’s case and he is getting arrested this afternoon, so he is in hiding right now, hoping to leave the country soon.”
Why am I even surprised? I mean he planned on killing Lily and the kids. I guess she should be happy that my marriage with Ryan didn’t work out or she would have been buried six feet below with her three kids by now. “Why are you telling me all this?”
“The cops might ask you some questions, I just wanted you to be prepared. Be careful with the answer you give them and if they ask you when last you saw him, tell them you saw him last night.”
I frowned. “I have never seen Dad since I got admitted here.” I argued, “There is no way I am lying to him.” he is so not worth it.
“I am not asking you to lie for him, Stephanie, I am telling you that you will lie for your father.” She retorted. “I know he has not been the best father,”
“Nor have you,” I interjected.
She groaned, running her fingers through her hair, “don’t be a pain in the ass Stephanie,” she gritted out, “just do as you are
told.”
Slowly, I moved my head away from him, blinking to keep my emotions away. There is no need to cry in her presence, it is not going to change a thing. “Did he do it?” I asked quietly.
“Does it matter?” she asked and I scoffed, already getting my answer.
He did kill her. “Why?” I turned to face her again. “if I am going to lie and cover up for him, I need to know what happened. and why he had to kill her.”
She sighed. “It wasn’t the plan to kill her.”
Of course, she knew about his plan. I won’t be surprised if she was the one who advised him to carry on with the plan.
“The plan was to get Sophia to steal the plan of the YAEH group get you married to Ryan, make you conceive his baby then put him behind bars for theft and have you and your son run and manage his finances.”
Shit. This couple is really deranged. “So why kill her?”
“The stolen design Sophia submitted was produced faster than expected, and Ryan was going to find her, and finding her means her spilling the beans and your father couldn’t have that, so he had Jake do the needful.”
Jake? Is that what he had against my father? “so he thought it was okay to just take someone’s life because it was inconveniencing him?”
“Stephanie,” she tried reaching for my hand but I pushed her away. “I understand that you may hate us right now, but you need to do the right thing.”
“fine.” I spat bitterly, “I will fight his bates for him again while difference this time is that when he is done running, he won’t meet me here.
runs away from it like the fool that he is.” The only
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