For days now, Angus has been trying to come up with a way to tell Matilda how he truly feels. It has been a struggle for him and so he tries to boost his confidence with alcohol. He finds himself at the terrace of the Mansion and he drinks bottles of bottles of alcohol. He is very sure that she is going to never speak to him again once she finds out the truth. She hates liars, he has seen it before, what's she going to do when she finds out that she is married to one? The more he thinks about it, the more depressed he gets. "Fucking perfect…" he mutters to himself. "My life is just fucking perfect." The door opens and Matilda walks in, holding her hair so that it doesn't sway so much in the breeze. She seems to be looking for him and her eyes light up as soon as they rest on him. "Angus, oh my God, you scared the shut out of me."She walks towards him and her fall falls as soon as she sees the state that he is in. "Angus, are you drunk? Why are you on top of the terrace, dru

Ashley has just come back from her shopaholic activities. Anytime she feels a bit down or sad, she likes to go on an insane shopping spree. That's one of the reasons why she left Angus in the first place. He was poor and couldn't keep up with her financial demands. She struggles to get all her shopping bags out of the car and she walks zigzag to the front door. She manages to unlock the door and also put her items down.She exhales with relief as she grabs the bottle of wine to help herself. With Quinton in prison, she has everything to herself, but she still wishes to have Angus. She walks into her bedroom because it's late at night and she just wants to go to bed already. She enters the room and throws off her shoes. She climbs into the bed and in a sitting position, she gulps down the wine before setting the glass down. She sees a figure in the corner of the room and she lets out a scream as she drops the empty glass. The figure steps into the light, it's Joanna. This makes

Angus looks down at the ring that his grandfather has given him. He tights his finger around it as he prays for strength to be able to explain everything to his wife. Matilda is standing behind him, he can feel her presence. He doesn't want to turn around to face her, not yet. He knows that she will be able to tell that he is hiding something from her. "Mister Randolf is a very intriguing, but strange man." She comments. "He definitely is." "Maybe he doesn't want us staying in his grandson's place." "He doesn't mind, trust me. He is aiming for something else." At his time, she pulls her eyebrows in a frown. "So, what's going on?" She asks. "He asked me a really strange question, what was he looking for?" Angus gathers his courage and walks up to her. He makes her sit in a chair in the living room and he says to her "You need to listen very carefully for this one." "Why, what's going on?" "You just have to make sure that you don't freak out, okay?" "Why would I freak out?

Angus is able to get a hoodie on and put Matilda into the car. He drives like a madman, zooming down the road like a professional racer. He keeps looking at her, holding on to her limp left hand. She is turning white from the loss of blood, but he is still holding on to the last string of hope. The police cars drive in, probably heading to his house where the gunshots came from. He doesn't stop, he doesn't care for any damn protocol, and he is not going to let anything happen to his wife. He gets to the huge estate gates and the security guard is at the front, looking at the car that is angrily coming at him. They are yelling, trying to flag him down. He growls and steps even harder on the gas, he honks at them and they throw the gates open and get out of his way. He keeps the speed up, he doesn't care for anyone's safety, just hears. He gets to the hospital and he almost crashes into a few cars parked in the emergency area. Some doctors in uniforms rush to the car, trying t

The doctor's face slacks in shock, but she recovers immediately and bows her head very deeply. "Forgive me, sir." She says. "I didn't know who you were, I would have treated you with more respect." Angus is not still used to people bowing down to him like this. He hates it, but now he knows that he has to deal with it. "I just need you to empty the hospital, just to make sure that my wife is safe." He says. "Close down the place and make sure that no one else is allowed in." She nods vigorously. "Certainly, sir. I will do that immediately." She rushes away to carry out his orders. Angus's eyes follow her as she leaves, he hears Owen chuckle behind him. "What's the matter, Master?" "I, um, I haven't gotten used to people treating me with such respect, I am used to being the loser in the room." Owens comes to stand by his side. "This is just the tip of the iceberg, my lord. Get ready for more."Angus looks at him, a small squint in the corners of his eyes. "You are calling me