“I was so worried; I didn’t know what to think,” Diana said in a hushed but harsh tone.Jason and she were currently in the living room. She had been waiting for him since 11:00 PM, and it was currently 3:00 AM.Jason tried to come closer to Diana, but she moved back, a scowl present on her face. “I’m sorry, Diana; I was at a friend’s house; he was going through a breakup and needed my support.” Jason internally cringed at the lie he came up with. He didn’t like lying to Diana, but he would have to get used to it.“A friend, what friend?” She hissed.Jason shuffled uncontrollably under the pressure but kept his voice firm so Diana wouldn’t suspect anything. “You don’t know him; he’s a childhood friend I reconnected with.”“You two must’ve gotten close when you ran away because I didn’t know you reconnected with any childhood friends,” Diana spat. But at the mention of him running away, her voice cracked.Jason realized that Diana feared that he had rammed away again, so he hugged her
Now on 5th Avenue, Jason was set on getting the perfect jewel for Diana. He had called Timothy earlier to bring the Escalade for him, as lugging around a million dollars would be impractical. Also, he no longer felt safe walking.He walked down 5th Avenue, surrounded by high-end shops showcasing fancy window displays and pristine interiors. Overwhelmed by all the different options, he entered the first store on his left.Once he walked in, he saw a man selling an emerald necklace to a lady in a designer outfit.“Your total is fifty-two thousand dollars." The man saidThe woman rummaged through her purse to retrieve her card. She got it out, then handed it to the man.He swiped the card, but the machine beeped loudly and showed DECLINED.“There must be a mistake,” the woman said. “Swipe it again.”The man did so, but it was still declined. The man glared at the woman in annoyance. “Please leave this store before I have security escort you out. You come in here with your tacky fake desig
That night, Jason waited till Diana was asleep. He had hidden the clothes and the necklace in the bushes in the backyard of the mansion.He tiptoed to the backyard and retrieved the items, being very careful and making as little noise as possible. His heart raced with adrenaline and excitement as he stared at the items.Getting back to the room, he stuffed them in a corner of his wardrobe. He almost felt bad about treating such precious items like this, but it had to be a surprise.It wasn’t just the fact that the prices of all the items combined exceeded six figures that made them special. To Jason, it marked the beginning of his stepping up and being a good husband.Even though their marriage was far from perfect and Diana had betrayed him by sleeping with Christopher, Jason’s heart still beat for her. Although he couldn’t deny that every time the thought of him and Christopher together crossed his mind, he physically winced in pain.It was a scar that he desperately hoped would he
The drive to Sinclair Enterprises was awkward and silent. Jason kept on bouncing his feet and tapping on the window, his thoughts in a frenzy. His anxiety about the paternity of Lana had reached its peak.He looked over at Diana, who hadn't said a word to him since they began the journey. Her jaw was clenched, and her gaze was fixed on the road.“I'm sorry, Jason,” Diana muttered under her breath.“About Christopher? Don't be. I've been wanting to punch him like that for years, and I finally got the opportunity.” Jason Blurted out, his words coming out in a sober tone despite his attempt to lighten the mood with them.“No, not just about today; I'm sorry that I ever even got with him in the first place.” Diana paused, parked the car, and turned to Jason, looking him in the eyes, her gaze intense. “I'm sorry for not trying harder,” her voice cracked.Diana’s words tugged at Jason’s heart. It was the first time she was apologising for what she had done to him. His eyes dropped to avoid
"Jason, you've been looking in there for a while now; there's nothing there that I haven't already written off,” Diana said as Jason rummaged through her wardrobe.It was the night of the reunion, and after hopelessly scanning through her wardrobe for something to wear, Jason offered to help Diana, saying he could find something because he had a ‘fresh set of eyes'.“The event is starting in an hour... Maybe I should tell Renee I got sick and won’t be able to make it." Diana muttered to herself.Jason left her things and went over to his wardrobe to get the dress that he had bought for her.Diana furrowed her brows in confusion. “You want me to wear one of your..." Her words were caught in her throat, and her eyes widened when Jason pulled out a stunning red dress.It was a sleek, little red dress, crafted from luxurious fabric, a Henrik’s original piece. Its modest length was complemented by delicate lace and an elegant neckline.“Will this do?” Jason said it with a triumphant smile,
Jason and Diana eventually got separated as the night went on. As one of the most popular girls in their class, Diana was being greeted and talked to by anyone and everyone, and with Renee by her side, the attention was magnified.On the other hand, most people didn't remember Jason. He had only been with them for a year, so it didn't really bother him. Plus, he didn't like most of the people here.Nearly all of them had ridiculed him during his time in university for not being as well off as the rest of them.He also wasn't in the mood to socialize; if his issues with Diana weren't enough to occupy his thoughts, now there was a situation with Bruno and Amara.It was easy for him to not mind keeping Andrew in the dark; he was a dick and probably wouldn't take Jason’s word anyway. But Renee was a kind woman who he didn't want to see hurt.Sadly, just like in the Andrew case, there was the problem of his word against the word of her spouse.He heaved a sigh and ran his hands through his
Damien's eyes shone with excitement and widened slightly in surprise as he heard Jason’s terms. He chuckled, mocking, “You’re really aiming big Thrifty Jay, you think you’re going to end up with my car? " I’m game.” Damien smirkedJason smiled and said, "Perfect." The onlookers were all convinced that Jason was crazy or too cocky for his own good. How could anything a pauper like Jason bring an artwork more valuable than Damien’s, a show-off who took every opportunity to brag and let it be known that he was the wealthiest in the room?Internally, Jason was satisfied; a subtle smirk played on his lips, knowing exactly how things would play out. He had specifically told Timothy to get the most valuable artwork by Dorian Theodorus, a Greek sculptor who was very skilled but not known by many. Not only because of the value but also because he remembered that Renee was a lover of Greek sculptors and Greece in general.Jason, Damien, and the rest of their ex-classmates, who were now investe
Everyone looked over to Damien, who was now as red as a tomato. He thought of bolting right then and there; his father had recently cut him off, and if he were to give Jason the Mercedes, he'd have to become best friends with the bus. But he knew that if he didn't keep his end of the deal, it would only add to his humiliation.Just as Diana was about to question how Jason was able to afford such an expensive piece, Damien walked up to their table.Everyone watched, anticipating what Damien would do next. They were still awestruck by the value of the sculpture Jason presented. Damien stood in front of Jason and said, “You win dickhead." he begrudgingly mutteredJason addressed Damien. “You know what, Damien? You can keep your car. My victory and the look on your face right now are satisfaction enough.” he said, a smirk plastered on his lips.“Oh, how generous of you, Thrifty Jay. You think you’re some high and mighty savior, being the bigger person and pitying me in front of all these