In a classy living room with expensive furniture, Jenny is weeping profusely. Never in her widest dream did she think Donald, her husband, would hit her but he did.She looked at the bruises he caused on her arm, it was really a terrible sight no one should ever see, else she did be a laughing stock to the world."What was I thinking when I went to beg that unforgiving soul." She said to herself inaudibly as more tears rolled into her mouth.Donald didn't let her explain herself, he didn't give her the chance to talk. All he did was beat her for causing his misfortune and even going as far as begging Jason.At this point of her life all she thought about was a divorce, but she was scared. It was too early and people will definitely call her a gold digger. Truth is, now she realized that she got married to Donald because if his money not love. Maybe she shouldn't have been so selfish and remained faithful to Jason.The fact that Jason didn't make any attempt to stop Donald from treat

"Get off me, I am not drunk" Jason shouted at Vanessa who wanted to help him get into the house. He was emotionally downcast and drunk. The fact that people still accuse him of killing his own father, depressed him in as much as he tried not to show it. It hurt him so bad. "Sir, let me help you, please." Vanessa pleaded. However she loved the fact that her boss arms were wrapped all over her, it gave her a feeling of delight and she felt so special. While she helped him into the house, she purposely clung her body to his and a wide grin rested on her face."No one believes me, everyone think I killed him" Jason fell again, but this time on Vanessa who seemed excitement. She laid flat on the floor, with her face very close to Jason's, while he stared at her with his drowsy eyes unaware of whatever he was saying or doing. Their lips were too close to each other and she loved it, hoping he would take a next move."Sir, you don't need them to believe you. You are wealthy, handle the

Indeed, inviting the journalist to question him was all Donald's plan. He had paid them hugely to carry out his request. Everything happening was live, people all over were watching. Donald, who was in his office that morning, sat on his chair with a smile of satisfaction while his eyes were glued to the television. He left for work without talking to Jenny, neither did she bother talking to him nor demanding that he tells her about his secret with Evelyn. Anyways, she was going to find out soon, because as time goes on, he might also have to use her. He chuckled on seeing how Jason avoided to answer the question. He loved the fact that, the journalist didn't give up. The money he paid them wouldn't be a waste. "Sir, do you think it is right to bring your relationship issues into your business?" Another journalist questioned him again. Jason abruptly stopped, he couldn't move forward anymore. They were suffocating him and he was finding it difficult to breath which was annoying

The next morning, Evelyn went to work as early as possible with the bruises still on her face and some part of her body.She purposely did not put on a cloth which will cover it the bruises on her body, as she was going to use it to try and get Jason's sympathy. She sat on her chair that morning, envisioning her plans to get Jason to fall in love with her. Suddenly a question popped up into her brains, "What if I fall in love with him?" She vigorously shook her head, trying to forget about it.She was still shaking her head and mumbling some inaudible words when Jason walk past her and she didn't notice, not until he went ahead to open the door and got into his office. "Oh shit!" She muttered, the moment she heard the slight slamming of the door. Evelyn hurriedly put on her shoes properly and walked briskly to Jason's office. After knocking thrice without getting any response, she went inside.Just as she was about to greet Jason, he said, "You should have stayed outside. When did

With her two eyes closed, Evelyn laid in his bathtub, sleeping peacefully. Although, the look Jason saw on her face wasn't the look of someone who had a peace of mind. Instead, she looked bothered, scared, weary and in pains even while asleep.As he approached her quietly, he saw her moving her legs vigorously; it seemed like she was having a terrible dream and was struggling to wake up. He sat at the edge of the bathtub and tapped her shoulder gently, but she didn't wake up. Evelyn grabbed the tip of his shirt, squeezing it with all her strength while muttering some inaudible words, sounding like she was speaking gibberish. Jason was confused on what to do, but concluded that he was going to wake her up first, before any other thing."Evelyn!" He called out in a moderate tone, shaking her shoulder with a little bit of pressure applied."Yes, I killed him but it was a mistake. Please I am sorry, please, please." Evelyn shouted, even while she was still sleeping.By now tears were rol