Moments after leaving the house, Jarod halted in his steps as a truck pulled up by the driveway. His eyes narrowed as Zoe stepped out. “The pretty officer. Why is she here?" he mumbled under his breath. Unwrapping a piece of gum, he tossed it into his mouth and smiled slyly as she approached, her face stiff with frustration."Hey, angel, why are you here?" he asked, his tone dripping with false charm.Zoe’s frown deepened, clearly unimpressed by his attempt at flattery. "Gabriel, what's been going on with you?""What do you mean?" His voice was flat, void of concern."You've been making Camella feel terrible. I can’t believe you'd go so far as to hit her. And what did you do last night? Did you sleep with Anna?" Zoe's voice was edged with disbelief.His expression turned blank, eyes narrowing as if to calculate his next move."Please tell me it's a lie, Gabriel," Zoe pleaded, her voice softer, but still firm.He smiled and took a step closer to her, his eyes cold as they trailed over
Inside the house, Camella was walking down the stairs, her mind racing. As she reached the bottom, she overheard a conversation between Anna and Marie."Aunt Marie, I never knew Gabriel's natural eye color was brown until last night," Anna said casually.Marie’s brow furrowed. "Brown? No, dear. Gabriel has hazel eyes. Always has.""What?" Anna looked confused.Marie repeated herself, her voice firm. "My son has hazel eyes, not brown. I think there’s some confusion."Anna’s face faltered, her gaze shifting away. "Oh, I must have been mistaken." Camella froze, her eyes narrowing. "Gabriel told me his eyes were brown? Why would he lie?" Her gaze settled on Anna, her anger rising."I think he's just playing some prank on you," Marie said, patting Anna's arm.Anna smiled faintly. "Okay then."Suddenly, Camella stepped forward, her face hardened with anger. Before anyone could react, she slapped Anna across the face. "You tramp!" Camella shouted, grabbing Anna’s arm. "How dare you seduce m
Camella arrived home late that night, her mind heavy with thoughts. She headed straight for Jessie’s room, opening the door quietly. Jessie was fast asleep, her small form curled up under the blanket. Camella walked over to the bed, her heart swelling with love. She took out a small pair of scissors from her pocket and gently snipped a lock of Jessie’s hair, careful not to wake her. She placed the lock into a small Ziploc bag, kissed her daughter softly on the forehead, and then slipped out of the room, closing the door behind her.Returning to her bedroom, Camella found Jarod just stepping out of the bathroom. He glanced at her, a mix of frustration and restraint in his eyes. He wanted to confront her, to ask why she’d hidden the messages from him, why Louis had been involved without his knowledge. But instead of lashing out, he kept his composure, deciding to let it go for now. Without a word, Jarod climbed into bed. Camella removed her shoes and sat at her dressing table, brushing
The weight of what she read seemed to hang heavily in the air, leaving them both in silence.Camella stared at Zoe, anxiety written all over her face. "It's positive?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.Zoe nodded solemnly. "Yes, Camella. That means he's Gabriel. Not an imposter."Camella frowned, her thoughts racing. "That's strange," she muttered, pacing the room.Zoe raised an eyebrow. "Why? The test is conclusive."Camella stopped, turning to face Zoe. "No… I… I think you should run the test again."Zoe's eyes widened in surprise. "Run it again? Camella, what's going on in your head?"Camella rubbed her forehead, struggling to put her feelings into words. "I don't know why, but I just don't feel okay with this result. I need to be 100% sure. Please, Zoe, I need another test."Zoe sighed, glancing at the results on the table. "Camella, this test is accurate. There's nothing wrong with it.""I understand," Camella interrupted, her voice a bit firmer now. "But for my peace
Russell Walclaw sat in his grand study room, thick cigar smoke swirling around him. He leaned back in his leather chair, a satisfied grin playing on his lips as he talked to his grandson, Greg. "I can’t wait for Jarod to finish the job. Once he gets me all of Gabriel’s wealth, I will finish Gabriel and his entire family for good."Greg chuckled, raising his glass. "You’ve really thought of everything, grandfather. No loose ends. No one will see it coming."Russell nodded, clearly pleased with himself. "That’s the beauty of it, Greg. We get the fortune, and the Walclaw legacy is secured for generations. Gabriel’s been a thorn in my side for too long. It's time to remove him permanently."They clinked glasses in a toast, both of them savoring the moment. Outside the door, Ruth stood frozen, her heart pounding in disbelief. She had overheard the entire conversation. Her father-in-law, Russell, plotting to destroy Gabriel, and worse, her own son was involved. How had this happened under
Gabriel stormed into the room, his eyes filled with rage. Without a word, he rushed at Jarod, grabbing him by the collar and delivering a fierce punch to his jaw. Camella, still in shock, quickly wrapped the duvet around her body, her eyes wide as she looked between the two men. The resemblance was uncanny—both of them looked exactly the same. She couldn’t believe what she was witnessing.Gabriel didn’t stop. He punched Jarod again, sending him stumbling back. “You imposter!” Gabriel growled, his voice filled with anger. “You’ve been pretending to be me!”Jarod held his hands up in defense, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth. “No! Don’t believe him, Camella! He’s the imposter! I’m Gabriel! I’m your husband!” He struggled to get the words out, his eyes pleading with her.Camella's head spun as she watched both men. She couldn’t tell who was telling the truth. They both looked the same, and her heart raced in confusion.“Look at him, Camella! He’s desperate,” Gabriel said, hi
Zoe stepped back into the house, Gabriel right behind her. The moment Camella saw him, her heart raced, and she barely contained herself. "Gabriel," she mumbled, running toward him. She threw her arms around him, sobbing into his chest. The warmth, the familiarity, it was all there. This was her real husband, not the imposter she'd lived with for weeks. Relief washed over her.Gabriel held her tightly, his arms strong and comforting. "I'm here now," he whispered, soothing her. She felt the connection between them, stronger than ever, filling her with immense joy.Across the room, Marie, Oliver, and Anna stood in shock. They exchanged uneasy glances, their minds racing. How had they all been fooled by an imposter?Oliver finally broke the silence, running a hand through his gray hair. "I can't believe we let this happen... How did none of us notice?"Marie, looking flustered, sighed deeply. "It's my fault. I pampered him. I thought he was stressed from work and gave him space… too muc
The tension in the air was thick as Russell Walclaw, sitting in his oversized chair, growled, “Finish him off!” His deep voice echoed through the dimly lit room, making Gabriel's pulse quicken. The guards, six men built like mountains, advanced toward Gabriel with menacing grins. "Tear him to pieces!" Greg added, a sneer twisting his lips as he watched.Gabriel stood his ground, scanning the men around him. They were all at least twice his size, their bulging muscles dwarfing him. He looked like an ant in comparison. Desperate, he lashed out first, kicking one of the guards in the gut. But the man barely flinched, grinning down at him before delivering a slap that sent Gabriel stumbling backward."This is hopeless," Gabriel muttered under his breath, steadying himself. Another guard, as big as an elephant, grabbed him by the arm and hurled him toward the wall. Gabriel’s body hit the cold concrete with a sickening thud, and he crumpled to the ground, coughing up blood. His vision blu