Derek's face metamorphosed from a pleased look to one of anger and confusion while he stared at Wynn. "What sort of a question is that?" He inquired, "it was obviously you who told him everything, so why are you asking me?" Wynn shook her head, she knew well that she had not said a word of his cheating to Kraig. She was sure that those words never left her mouth. Not because she loved Derek so much that she would protect him. But for Kraig never to find out that after helping her against the older man, she was marrying Derek despite his cheating. "I never told him anything…" "Liar!" Derek accused, "you were the one who told him so that he would come here and embarrass me". Wynn instinctively looked around. All eyes were on them. The attention wasn't what she liked, especially when they were talking about their relationship. When she was dealing with the toxic side of Derek, a side that other people should not be seeing. "Are you happy?" He asked after noticing the same things th

After hearing of such a confession, Kraig didn't know how to feel. He looked at the helpless man who was already on his feet, heaving, with blood flowing unsightly from his nose and his lips. He was so angry, so frustrated that he really wanted to continue to beat the hell out him. But he knew that there be any chance that he would continue, the man before him was surely going to give up the ghost and so he tried to keep his rage at bay, only sending a last punch and then exiting the house. Kraig had no idea what to make of the situation he had found out about. Here he had thought that Wynn had no idea of Derek's ways but she was aware of them. It meant this wasn't surely the first time that he had done such a thing to her. He was extremely pissed at her, but at a glance, he pitied her. She had experienced betrayal, shame, disgrace from this man, why then did she not just end it with him? What was she after? Was it that the love she had for him was towering that she could turn

The sun was already high up in the sky when Wesley woke up. He had had a somewhat perfect night with his wife. So perfect that he wanted the day to never come. Unfortunately, things didn't work that way and so, he was bad at dealing with the way things actually worked. He turned over in bed, expecting to see the woman who had made his night memorable but what he felt beside him was an empty space. He lifted his head and looked around; the bed was empty except for the boxes that were opened down. Jade was not in her bed because she was busy packing their clothes, placing them in the bags. A smile came to Wesley's face on seeing her and his worried heart finally stilled. He didn't want to rise up from the bed but from the looks of it, he had to. Jade was already packing up to leave which meant that their stay had come to an end. So he rose up from the bed, as he passed by her to the bathroom, he planted a kiss on her temple, whispering in her ear, "Good morning baby". Jade said n

Jade shook her head. Her brain refuses to grasp an understanding of the words of her husband. She thought given the place he was currently, he may decide to be down to earth. But what was the use of that? "Don't be so modest, my dear, it helps no one" she said. Wesley wondered if she had gotten her brain traded for a designer bag. He had communicated so clearly that he wasn't a part of the family still she was refusing to believe him, to understand his words. He wondered what was going on through her head that she was so hell bent on even translating his very clear English words to be something else. He gripped the bridge of his nose and sighed in frustration. "I know you don't want to appear like you're bigger than these people, you don't want to look like you're better than them, but Wesley, pretending doesn't fit you, modesty isn't your strongest suit so just drop it". "Why are you refusing to understand my words, jade?" Wesley asked, "I said I am not a DeVille, I'm not the he

As Kraig walked out of the room, he stopped by the living room before deciding to return to his own. He held no iota of pity for the woman he just left in that room. He had warned her, he felt everything she was getting was nothing but the reward of her actions. She had been so impatient and so childish about everything that had taken place and now her reward was being married to a man who had deceived her. He had not been lying when he said if he was the one he'd have sent them out. Jade disrespected him in so many ways and he wouldn't have shown any form of mercy upon her. He thought she should be able to learn the way the world works as old as she was. He reached the living room and there he saw his grandfather still sitting there. His eyes were on the television but he showed little to no interest in what was going on. His mind was far away and he looked forlorn. Now this one was deserving of his pity. Kraig went forward and wrapped his arms around his grandfather. "You like th