He spent a lot of time that night in his room, pondering over the accusations that Karen had made against him. He felt so betrayed and so angry even though the ties between them had been severed. He thought about a lot of things, such as addressing the issue head on and announcing that he had no part in what was going on and that Karen was merely chasing clout by accusing him of things he never did even when she was the one who initiated the divorce papers in the first place. How could she slander his name in such a manner, he thought, feeling his heart twist with so much pain. And to claim that he had a child with her- it was preposterous! Absolutely disgusting!! As far as he knew, he never saw any child and never saw her pregnant to begin with. It was all so strange and too much for him to handle, he knew he had to start somewhere. "I never even knew she had a child with me." He muttered to himself in utter confusion while staring into the distant void. "And she certainly never a
Andrew was particularly worried by the interface of the world where he had just found himself. It all felt so real. He was still breathing heavily when he found the sword again. It was somewhere behind the tree where he had just hit himself. He got up and quickly limped behind the back of the tree before lunging for the knife. He caught it just in time before another growl sounded behind him. He didn't waste any time to find out what was really going on because he had seen it all. The system was real and it had plunged him into a world of chaos, there wasn't a single doubt that it was real as well. The ground beneath him was soft and damp, and the sound of his footsteps was muffled by the dense undergrowth. The guttural growl sounded again, causing him to get up and run. His breathing was still very harsh from the impact of hitting himself on the tree trunk. As soon as he had gotten to safety, he gripped the hilt of the sword at his side and scanned the shadows for any signs of move
Hearing that he had successfully unlocked the mask was the only relief he got from the crazy chain of events that had just taken place. He couldn't believe that he could have been dead if he hadn't been able to defeat the monster. It just told him how much he needed before could be able to achieve and overthrow things that life was going to throw in his way. He knew challenges would ultimately come, no matter what, and he was intent on making sure that he took care of it but it was going to mean extra training. He had to train and push himself even further if he was going to stand a chance against Karen and the challenges ahead. He spent the.whole day recovering from what had transpired and spent the next practising a lot of different skills and swordplay while still mastering the art of combat. Thankfully, his system was there to help him every step of the way and break down the skills he needed to learn, how to learn them while also giving him expert advice. There wasn't anything h
Andrew felt so positive as soon as he got up the next morning. He couldn't wait to get cracking. The anticipation was running through his veins as he thought about it. Today was the day he was finally going to confront Karen and he wanted to make sure that he left a long-lasting impression so that the rest of his actions would be smooth and easy. Rising from his luxurious bed, he stretched and let out a satisfied sigh. Going through his morning route of meditating and exercising, he hydrated himself before going into the bathroom. As soon as he got out of the bathroom, his doorbell rang and he quickly went to answer it. His stylists had already arrived with the package he had ordered. They had brought with them a sleek black tuxedo. It was tailored to perfection and it screamed wealth and sophistication, which he knew Karen would never be able to resist. She had an eye for luxurious things, and he doubted she was any different now. After he had put on the tuxedo and slipped in the n
There were four men sitting in the dimly lit room. It was afternoon, but the whole room was almost pitch black, yet they all knew themselves. Three of the four men sat huddled around the table and it was clear from the looks on their faces that they were frustrated and disappointed. They were the hired assassins from the local gang who had been tasked to eliminate Andrew Raine, but it was clear from the foregoing that their mission had hit a snag. Their employer, who was dressed in a tuxedo, cleared his throat, not.looking quite happy. He had gone to sleep last night with a smile, hoping that he would wake up to the news this morning, but it was afternoon, and he hadn't heard anything yet. He had to call an impromptu meeting and find out what was wrong. He was a man used to getting what he wanted and however he wanted it, so the failure of his hired guns wasn't something he was going to take lightly, never! The assassins exchanged glances before one of them, a burly man with a scar
His heart jumped when he heard a movement behind him. He quickly put the small sample back into his dress. "I was forgetting something." She said, reaching for her purse which was tucked on the edge of the table. He smiled uncomfortably before taking up the wine glass and pretending to take a sip. Once she was back inside her room, he glanced behind him to make sure that she was watching him and once it was clear that she wasn't, he finally took out the sample. He had been waiting for this moment for what felt like eternity. It had been a little hard to convince her to trust him this much, considering that Karen wasn't a fool. She still had some sense, but her love for material things had done her a great deal of pain as it was going to do when he was done with her. She was relaxed around him and now and so carefree, completely unaware of the dangers that were lurking around. They had met for only two weeks, but she had already let her guard down around him and trusted him so much.
Andrew stepped out of his sleek black car and quickly began to walk into the large establishment. He could feel the eyes of the people around him as he hurried his way into the hospital to get it done once and for all. He had gotten what he needed and this was going to be the final plan before releasing the news to the public that she was indeed lying. He couldn't wait to see her in pain when everyone finally understood the reason he left her and that she was just a sore manipulator and sadist who was looking for someone to ruin. His heart was beating very fast with anticipation as he wondered how this was going to turn out. He was still masked as Alex, and was pretty sure that nobody was going to find out that it was indeed him. The only reason, then, why people stared at him the way they did eight now was because of the luxury and affluence that he exhumed. Approaching the front desk, he caught the eyes of a nurse who was busy typing away on her computer. He made sure she saw how
"Ughhh!" Her eyes fluttered open but she was instantly hit with an acute headache. "Aargh!" She screamed, as her consciousness slowly started to creep in. She was acutely aware of the heaviness weighing down her legs and the way her tongue felt so dry as if it had been rinsed. It felt like a very thick fog had settled over her mind and her thoughts had all been clouded. She felt so disoriented as she tried to put everything together. Everything in her body felt so chaotic and she couldn't piece together what was going on no matter how hard she tried. It felt like every attempt to get back herself was useless. Nothing seemed to work at all, and it scared her so much. Her mind was still grappling with the shock and horror of the situation when she tried to lift her hand and hold her forehead which seemed like it would fall off from the pounding headache, but that's the moment she came to the horrifying realisation that she couldn't move her hand or any part of her body. It felt like