The place was boxed with cars that were lined all around the place. The priest stood right before Victoria and Jack Sparrow took their vows..
Staring right into the eyes of the man that stood before her Victoria wanted to punk, her face grew red and puffy. He felt like she was going to let out the tears that she had gathered in her eyes. But taking multiple sips of self control, she was able to control herself. "You should smile for your husband at least!" Jack Sparrow noted revealing his golden tooth was again. Victoria really wanted to throw up, returning his gesture with a thick frown. 'Like it or not, I'm going to have you for myself tonight!' Jack thought with his face beaming with smiles. "If anyone has anything against this union. Speak now or forever hold your peace!" The priest was barely done with his words when a sudden yell came through the crowd. Everyone's attention shifted towards the sudden intrusion. Lady Erica stood up from her seat with clenched hands immediately her gaze interlocked with that of Saint's. "Isn't the bitch supposed to be screaming in hell already?" Her hands tightened further until they popped. Saint stepped forward towards the priest with a new sense of authority unlike what anyone had seen before. "She can't get married because she is already married and we are not divorced yet and never will be!" He added. A cold sensation like a bucket of water coming running down from the sparrow 's head to his toe. He could swear that the car had hit the person before him "How are you still alive?" He was taken aback in his steps, his face laced with the fright of a little baby like he had seen a ghost. "If that's what you intended, then you have to do better!" The crowd of prominent personalities that had gathered around the place had their faces brightening up with multiple sense of astonishment. "Isn't that Saint? The previous husband of Victoria Zlate? I thought they announced that he was dead already?" "Who said he's Victoria's husband? I heard that he is some stalker that had been bothering her all these while!" "But the cert! It states she's married!" "Even though they are! Just look at him compared to Jack Sparrow. He is just an ordinary man How dare he try to cause commotion in such a wedding with a lot of nobles!" Added another man from the crowd. The hall that once was silent was suddenly running with a lot of opinions from the crowd. Patricia's teeth gnashed against each other. They were so close to what they had always wanted. Saint's face returned to Victoria with a smile on her face. She had thought that she had lost her husband. She was taken aback and her eyes suddenly brightened. However, she paused, as Saint tried to touch her, returning back in her steps. Saint's eyes darkened, confused by her sudden restraint. "I'm back Victoria. Just as you have always wanted! This is the time that we celebrate right. Don't worry, I'm not a ghost and I have already made the perfect preparation... I got the place that you have all..." Victoria would not even allow him to finish brewing the words. She stopped him raising her hands in the air. Tear pricked through her eyes forcing to come out with a full blown force However with everything that she had in her she was able to control the force of it. "I should have done this a long time ago, Saint. We can never be together. " "They are forcing you to get a divorce right? But you don't..." "Stop Saint. Nobody is forcing me, this is my decision and I am owing up to it. It should have been over between us a long time ago . The both of us have never been cut out for each other and you knew it. We should separate Saint. Our relationship is only going to harm the both of us. You should get someone for yourself. That won't draw too much attention. I believe that you will get the right woman out there but it's certainly not me!" Saint was petrified. Each passing word through her lips stabbed right through his heart. He closed his eyes, opening them again and hoping that this was all a dream. He never believed that Victoria would say such a word, but the reality before him was true. Jack Sparrow beamed with smiles. He had finally gotten Victoria in his grip and was never going to let her go. "You heard her Saint. You should leave this place right this moment!" He said.. A group of guards had already gathered around ready to throw Saint off from the place. However Saint won't move an inch from where he stood as his gaze grew intense. "You are going to call a few untrained men if you intend to get me out of this place!" Saint returned a replied.. Jack scowled. The crowd remained stunned at the audacity of Saint. "Maybe he enjoys the Netherlands and seems eager to return there! At least we know that will be very quick. I heard that Jack's sparrow's guards are one of the best trained in the city!" Another one the crowd added. "Saint doesn't even have a family name. He is nothing other than a lost cause!" The crowd threw their insults and blame at Saint who remained unfazed staring right into the eyes of Victoria. Though she seemed calm on the outside, her heart quivered with fright. She wanted to run into the hands of Saint and hug him tightly. However she had already made her decision and there was no going back for her now. Her breath remained stuck in her chest as she forced herself to mutter. "Saint, you can't cause trouble here. You have to leave now! "Not without you Victoria. We are legally married if you have forgotten!" "You... Why do you have to be so stubborn!" The guards advanced towards Saint, all four of them grabbing him on both hands but Saint easily threw them off, sending them flying off to the ground. Everyone was stunned. It didn't even seem like he had put effort into that. Their eyes bulged out from their sockets and shocks ran like cold waves down their spine. "Oh is that possible?" Multiple gasp ran right through the hall. "I thought that the Saint had always been a weakling! How was he able to deal with these men without even raising a finger!" Most members of the crowd were lost in their awe as the pictures played in their head. "Saint deals with the guards of Jack Sparrow? What a jock! I can assure you that he is even scared of a dog! There's a way he would have the upper hand even if they have their eyes closed. They were just taken off guard since nobody would have thought that the chicken Saint would dare to resist." Kevin who sat in the midst of the crowd scowled. "Yes! That's what happened. They certainly misplaced their step and we saw wrong!" They affirmed. Jack Sparrow kept on scowling, all the hair on his body standing out as he kicked the guard in their stomach making them groan in pain. "What do you think I pay you for! To be defeated by such a weakling? Get on your feet and chase the dog out of this place. If you feel your life is still of any use to you!" He glared. The guards stood up from their feets, their faces maddened with rage and sending shivers down the spine of Victoria even though she wasn't ready to show it. She was afraid that Saint would not be able to take out the men. She had always known him to be a gentle lover and not a lover. "Stop!" She yelled with shaky hands. Everyone laid still in their stares, all attention focused on the bride of the event as Jack's face suddenly turned pitiful. "I thought that it was your earnest wish that I get him out of the hall so that we will get to spend the most blissful night together!" Victoria shifted her face so that nobody would see her expression that was concocted with disgust. "Even though I want to get married to you! It's still a valid fact that I am still married to Saint Legally. Until that marriage is broken, I will be breaking the law!" Added Victoria "But the law is on our side Vic, especially when we are dealing with someone as pathetic as himself!" "Law or no law, I still have my dignity jack! The wedding ceremony would be on hold! Saint, we will see in three days time at the family Villa Until then, I don't want to have anything to do with you!" Saint wanted to object. He could see in her eyes that she never wanted this. However she stopped him again. "You said that you were going to do anything that I wanted right? On our wedding night! I don't want to see you Saint, until three days from now. Now is a good time to make good use of your words!" He was suddenly stuck, unable to speak. Nodding his head, he turned around to leave. Victoria suddenly released a bright light from her chest as all the members of the family swarmed towards her. "That fool! He dared to cause trouble here! I'm going to make sure that he regrets this?" Lady Erica was fuming with anger. "Mom! I don't want anyone going after Saint. It's already over between us. No one should stretch this further than it should be!" An exhausted Victoria wanted to leave the place when suddenly a Bugatti, the latest model stormed right into the arena. Everyone was awestruck and even Jack Sparrow could not help it but get stuck in his stare. A few men got out of the car, got off and walked over to Victoria with a smile on their faces. They brought out a little box, made entirely of silver and handed it over to her. "Congratulations man on your wedding ceremony. We are from doctor Vincent. Hope you put good words to your brother for us!" Victoria was confused, this gift was worth more than ten million dollars. She wanted to ask more; however, the man was already gone. Lady Erica quickly snatched the gift off from her hands and her face ran pale at the glow of the gem that was within it. "Doctor Vincent!" Victoria muttered, still confused. "It has to be Jack. He is the only one that came to know Doctor Vincent among all of us here!' Even though most people had heard about the doctor, they didn't dare to claim that they had seen him. "Is that true?" Victoria inquired. Jack seemed to have been taken off guard but he quickly recomposed himself, posing an awkward smile. "Do you have anyone else in mind?" The smile of his face broadened, even though he knew nothing about the gift.Related Chapters
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The gift before them brought jaw dropping gaze from the crowd, while Lady Erica stood with her gaze high up in the air"Jack Sparrow is the real deal!" Praised Kevin."Unlike that flinch who can barely afford to feed himself!""It was nothing! I just wanted to make a simple surprise for Victoria and nothing more!" Jack Sparrow returned with a subtle smile on his face."A simple surprise you call it! You're so modest Jack Sparrow and can't wait to have you as my Son-in-law already.Shouldn't you sometimes talk about the gift that Jack got for you?" Lady Erica's eyes were carved in a questioning manner as her gaze bore right through Victoria..Victoria hesitated with her gaze titling right into each other. For a few moments, her gaze fixed in the clear space that was before him.."Oh! The gift! That's very much Jack Sparrow. It was so thoughtful of you. But until we get married, can we skip getting the expensive gifts?" Victoria ended walking off from the placeThe thanks that came off
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"You are soon to be my wife and this is what I catch you doing with another man?!" Jack said in a lewd tone, as if he meant to seduce Victoria there and then. "I am not 'another man' and Victoria is still my wife!" Saint retorted, trying to contain his anger. Jack's face contorted into a deep frown at the sound of Saint's voice. He stepped closer toward them, staring Saint dead in the eye. "I have no idea how you survived but let me make it clear to you that Victoria is my 'wife' she will be married to me again in just a few days after she has divorced you!" Jack uttered in anger. Saint's gaze fell on Victoria at Jack's last words. His eyes seemed to ask if Victoria actually wanted to go on with the divorce but instead of saying anything, she let out a loud sigh and let her eyes drop slowly to the floor. The hurt that coursed through her at that point prevented her from meeting Saint's gaze and she couldn't walk away from him either. Saint, sensing the way Victoria felt, placed
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Victoria slapped her hand across her face she sank into her bed. She had been the one to tell Saint off, yet, the pain and anguish that toppled inside her, threatening to fall over felt like she had been the one rejected by him. Glad that she had freed him from her family that always caused him nothing but torments and embarrassment, deep down, she couldn't deny the gut wrenching feeling that she wasn't doing the right thing. "Vic?" She heard Jack's voice pierce through her thoughts. "What's the matter with you, Vic? That bastard is gone out of our lives finally, why don't you open the door and let's celebrate it 'the way new couples do' instead of sulking." Jack said as he continued to knock on the door. How in the world had he let Victoria lock him out of her room. "You're the bastard here, Jack Sparrow and don't you even dare try to touch me because if you do. I'm going to smack the hell out of you." Victoria spat out at him in anger amidst the rising and falling of her chest.
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At the Zlate's villa, almost two days later, everyone present was stunned by the presence of Doctor Vincent with even more gifts for not only Victoria this time but for the whole family. All through out his stay, he didn't give a single hint that he had come to see Saint. "Please come on in sir!" Lady Erica gestured towards the living room as she lit up a smile on her face. She had immediately recognised him from the wedding. Lady Erica had been tending to the flowers in the gardening just to get rid of the boredom that was gnawing at her when she was approached by one of the guards who alerted about the presence of the man waiting to be received at the entrance of the villa. Lady Erica's eyes lit up. She dropped the scissors she held in her hands to the floor and rushed to meet Doctor Vincent. "Oh my, it's so wonderful to have you here...at our home!" Lady Erica said to him, as though enthralled by his very presence at their home."Please make your way in!" She said to him befo
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The day had come when Victoria was supposed to invite Saint over and hand the divorce papers over to him but she was yet to meet with the family's lawyer so he could prepare the divorce papers that she would present to Saint. She loved Saint so much that she could not see herself serving him their divorce papers, but she had soon forgotten that the family she belonged to, hated Saint's every gut and they wanted him out of their lives for good. Over dinner, The clinking of silverware against porcelain echoed softly through the opulent dining room. The Zlate family was gathered for their customary Sunday dinner, a tradition that hid the tension beneath their calm and elegant appearance.Victoria sat at the far end of the table, her hands resting lightly on the napkin in her lap. Her mother, sat to her right, her sharp eyes darting between Victoria and her plate. Across from her, Lady Erica, radiated an air of authority. She held a glass of red wine delicately, her lips curving into a
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The hum of the car engine filled the silence as Victoria sat in the back seat, staring blankly out the window. The city lights blurred past her— their glow dim through the haze of her tears. Her chest felt tight, and each breath that she took was a struggle as waves of emotion overwhelmed her. She clutched a tissue in her hand, crumpling it as if trying to hold herself together.The chauffeur, an older man named Mr. Bernard, glanced at her through the rearview mirror, his face etched with concern. He had been with the Zlate family for years and had seen Victoria grow up. Now, seeing her so broken, he couldn’t help but feel a pang of sympathy.“Miss Victoria,” he said gently, choosing his words carefully, she was in a state of deep pain and didn't want to hurt her more, “are you alright?”She shook her head, unable to speak. The weight of her family’s expectations, the thought of losing Saint, and the looming decision she didn’t want to make pressed down on her like a boulder. Silent s
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The restaurant buzzed softly with chatter as Victoria sat alone at a quiet corner table. Her fingers nervously played with the edges of an envelope resting on the table. The delicious smell of garlic and fresh bread filled the air, but she hardly noticed. Her heart pounded with a mix of fear and anticipation, her thoughts spinning over what she was about to do.She hadn’t seen Saint in days, and now, here she was, about to sever the bond that meant more to her than anyone could understand. It wasn’t fair—none of this was fair—but she told herself that this was her decision, that she wasn’t caving to her family’s relentless pressure. Even if that wasn’t entirely true. When the restaurant door opened, she glanced up instinctively. The sight that met her eyes made her heart stop. Saint walked in, and for a moment, Victoria couldn’t breathe. This wasn’t the man she remembered. He had always been handsome, but now there was an air about him—something almost otherworldly. His skin was
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Never in Saint's life had he envisaged that a day like this would come. The moment, Victoria stepped out of the restaurant, it felt like all the air inside him had been sucked out. He buried his head in his hands as his gaze fell onto the floor. "I can't believe that this is happening....why is she doing this to us?!" Saint asked himself, buy there was no answer to his lingering question. He saw the look of pain and agony in Victoria's face as she retrieved the paper from the table. All the years he had been married to Victoria, he had never seen that look on her face. Seeing that look now, on her face, made his stomach churn. "Why is she doing this to herself, even. It just doesn't make any sense. Ire obvious that she does not want this, so why is she doing it?" Saint questioned himself again. He was unaware that other people in the restaurant could hear what he thought he was saying inside his head and had now dream attention to himself. He let his hands slide slowly down his
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"I think I've found it!" Victoria exclaimed, holding up a miniature bottle that contained a green fluid. "It has got to be the antidote!" Victoria reckoned, holding out the bottle in front of her and staring at it intently. "Are...you sure that it is?" Saint asked with a glint of hope in his eyes Victoria didn't respond to him immediately. The look of elation on her face suddenly disappeared. "What if it's not?" She blurted out. "Give the bottle to me, Victoria." Saint demanded. "Hold on, I've got make sure that it's the antidote. What if this is just another poison?" She asked, unsure of what to think. "Just hand it to me, there's no time to think about what's not!" He said urgently. Victoria's hands had begun to tremble as she held onto the bottle, refusing to give it up. "Listen to me and give me that bottle....at least let me have a close look at it." Saint said to her in hopes that she would hand the bottle to him but she did not. "Victoria... please, time is running ou
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The night air was crisp and cool as Saint walked along the quiet streets, his hands tucked into the pockets of his coat. The city lights flickered in the distance, but he wasn’t paying attention to them. His mind was elsewhere, replaying everything that had happened in the past few days. Victoria. Paige. The ambush. His jaw clenched as he exhaled sharply, shaking his head. The thoughts of him destroying the kin clan and what his uncle had warned him concerning it kept flowing back into his head. Before he could entertain the thought any further, his senses suddenly sharpened. Something was off. He halted mid-step, his ears picking up the slightest shuffle of movement behind him. Too late. A thick cloth was shoved over his face. The strong scent of chemicals invaded his nostrils as he struggled against the men holding him down. He lashed out, elbowing one in the ribs, but there were too many of them. Their grips were ironclad, dragging him backward into a van before he c
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The patron had to contain his anger and stormed out of the Zlate villa. All his efforts to get lady Erica to show him to where Saint was turned futile. But he didn't want to give up yet, for the sake of Jake's life—he couldn't give up. "I'm going to find Saint and make sure I bring him to you, Jake, no matter what it cost!" The patron vowed to himself and started his car. He wanted to go back to the hospital to meet doctor Vincent but then he remembered that he had said there was no way he could contact Saint and that only angered the patron the more. "How come I'm just hearing of Saint for the first time?" He asked himself as he started the engine of the car. His car was already in motion, driving far away from the Zlate villa but he was unsure of where he was heading to. He needed to find Saint before the day was over, but he didn't even know what he looked like, or where he was. A loud sigh escaped his lips as he partly concentrated on his driving, thinking of where next to
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The patron didn't know if he should give into his desire to laugh or reprimand the doctor for trying to evoke a jocular atmosphere in a situation like this. But the tone and the look on the doctor's face kept him back from doing either. "What do you mean by getting Saint to come heal Jack?!" The patron frowned at him, hoping he would cease if indeed he was trying to stir up a joke. "I saw Jack at Saint's wedding when I went to present my gifts to them. Jack must definitely know who Saint is." Doctor Vincent replied. The patron was even more confused, "who is this Saint you keep speaking of?" The patron asked. "You do not know who he is?" Doctor Vincent sounded surprised, "he is the only one who can save Jack at this point. And I have to be honest with you on that." He confessed. The patron then shifted to the edge of his seat. "I have no idea who he is, please tell me more about him." The patron urged. "Well, few weeks back, Saint came Into this hospital to heal not just one bu
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The constant beeping of the monitor filled the silence in the ward. Jack Sparrow looked pale while his eyes were closed in coma. Fortunately, he had survived the attack inflicted on him by one of the men involved in Victoria's kidnap. His house helps had fled the house, leaving Jack to die from the injury inflicted on him. His head was wrapped with fresh bandages but by there was still a sight of blood on the side of the bandage. Victoria was nowhere to be found in the ward and the only people surrounding him were the nurse attending to him and checking his heart rate and to see if he was still breathing right. The patron of his family and Doctor Vincent were hovering above the bed where Jack laid. "Are you sure that he is going to be fine, doctor?" The patron asked with great fear, placing both hands across his chest. Doctor Vincent let out a loud sigh before he went on to say; "I can't assure you about that, sir but let's just hope that he responds to the medications being ad
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Saint's breathing came out in a ragged state as he looked over the remains of what used to be the kin clan. He had destroyed everything in sight, and not even a single soul was spared. He managed to manoeuvre his way past the dead bodies scattered everywhere across the floors. He looked down onto his own body and noticed the blood stains all over his clothes—not a single drop of blood had spilled from him but rather the blood stains were from all the people he had slaughtered. Knowing that he needed to wash the blood stains off of him before he retired back to his clan so he wouldn't give his uncle another heart attack, he made his way back Into the building, hoping to find any place that he could wash the blood from him. The cloak of darkness still surrounding the whole place prevented him from finding his way to any bathroom outlet and there wasn't any room in sight, just a vast space filled with bodies of the people he had killed. He let out a loud sigh knowing that he would
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The entire house was as silent as a graveyard by the time Victoria made it back. Not a single sound could be heard—the usual sound of the TV blaring was absent; As Jack never missed his nightly shows, not even for the world. But tonight was different from the rest. The house was equally as dark and Victoria had a hard time finding the switches so she could turn the lights on. "Jack?" Victoria called out, wiping the perspiration from her face, "Where the hell are you, Jack?" She called out again, but the only response she got was her voice echoing off the walls and bouncing back to her. It felt like the house was empty, there was not a sign of a soul in the house—all the house workers, including the security guard that was meant to be stationed at the gate had suddenly disappeared. Victoria marched up the stairs to be sure of what was happening. Had those men all taken everyone in the house out? It was possible that they would have, if they wanted to keep anyone back from coming af
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In the darkness of the night, Victoria could still see the men grimacing in pain as they all tried to get back up on their feet. She struggled to get over the shock of having Saint walk away from her without bothering to ask her to come with him. She didn't know if to follow Saint or go back to Jack Sparrow; but the logical answer would be to go back to Jack's house and remain with him. There was no need to trying to patch things that was impossible to mend. "That bloody bastard!" Victoria emotions suddenly got the better of her, "he couldn't even lift a finger to save me!" She yelled out into the night, not caring who had heard her. "Why....why did I agree to divorce Saint and get married to a useless man like Jack Sparrow....that bloody idiot!""Oh gosh....I'm so stupid, I'm so stupid for letting Saint off just like that!" Victoria continued berating herself and tugging her hair in frustration. She sniffed back in the tears that threatened to cascade down her cheeks. She could