After crying for a very long time, Sarah fell asleep only to wake up to hunger pangs that were hitting her in bolts. She sat up, running her eyes through her once lively house even without the presence of children. Seeing her husband and domestic staff each day gave her immense joy but it was no more. No one cared about her anymore, not even her friends who were always loitering on the mansion grounds. Sighing, she pulled herself up only to fall back on the floor with a thud. She was hungry and the little strength left in her could only serve her for a few more hours before she passed out. Later that evening, determined to find something to eat, she went out. This time around, she ignored the names she was being called. Her worms which were protesting gave her the needed courage to find something to eat. "I'm going to ignore them completely." She said repeatedly in her head as she marched towards the first supermarket. With her purse filled with enough money, she began sho
James sat in his hotel room scrolling through his phone after several weeks of staying offline because of his fight with Sarah at the restaurant. After a few minutes of scrolling, he was relieved that he didn't see any video about his fight with Sarah floating online. With this newfound joy, he continued scrolling through his phone but his joy was cut short when he saw his wife being humiliated in a supermarket. To make it worse, it wasn't even the video where the embarrassment was mild, rather it was the one where an egg was tossed at her. "People acting as if they aren't sinners." He read the comment of someone under the video. He read several other comments causing him to hiss as anger welled up in his chest. Most comments reminded him of Raymond and the others. He could only imagine what she had done to them. Pursing his lips, he set his phone aside so he wouldn't do something stupid. Even though he was not on talking terms with her, he still had empathy for her. For
For more than two hours, the couples sat at the dining table without a word to each other. Each was waiting for the first to kick start the conversation. James was waiting for the perfect time to present the divorce papers to her. Before making his way into the house earlier, he had signed his part of the divorce leaving her spot for her. Meanwhile, Sarah was glad that he had forgiven her and so she vowed not to return to her mistakes. She was grateful he had given her the opportunity to start all over. "Excuse me." She said, breaking the ominous silence. James, thinking she wanted to talk about their relationship, began to shift uneasily in his seat. "Let me take the foodstuffs to the kitchen." She said and almost immediately, James' raging nerves became calm. The foodstuffs James had gotten were more than enough for her. If she used it wisely, she would be able to live on them for three months and so there was no need to visit the supermarkets. A lone tear escaped her ey
Liam had just returned from work that evening. After freshening up and having a quick dinner he had gotten on his way back from work, he decided to relax with his TV. The first two shows were short-lived so he had to start looking for new shows. It was during his search that he stumbled on James' press conference. At first, he thought it was his replica but on closer look, at his voice, and his movement, he realized it was really James. He felt bad about the whole thing. He had trusted him only for him to do otherwise. "I won't call him. I'll pretend as if I didn't see this." He said to himself, turning off his TV. He had lost interest. For the rest of the evening, Liam couldn't think of anything else apart from James' broken home. He never wished for him to be in his shoes. His divorce wasn't a result of unfaithfulness; rather, it was his wife who instigated it. She felt their marriage was boring because of a lack of communication. She spoke to him several times about i
The more he got criticized for the press conference, the more frustrated he became. James began to regret his action, wishing he had handled it more maturely. He began to receive emails from different people he had no idea of their existence. Because of this, he had no choice but to temporarily deactivate all his social media accounts. To make matters worse, Dexx sent him a text to return to duty. His absence was putting a hold on the company's progress. When he got the text, he sought an audience with Liam. He dared not venture out of the hotel because if he was spotted, he would be under attack from the journalists who were looking around for him. Liam, although he was annoyed with his decision, honored his invitation. Without beating about the bush, James went straight to his reason for calling him over. Liam listened attentively, and at the end, he said, "You should be lucky they didn't fire you. It means you aren't in their bad books." "So what are you saying?" He as
"Are you thinking like me?" One of the numerous journalists who had been frequenting Sarah's mansion ground asked his colleague. "Why should I be thinking like you?" His colleague retorted. He was frustrated because of Sarah's obstinance. They all wanted her to come out to say a word or two to add to their daily reports but since she didn't want to budge, they were all frustrated. "Nowadays, celebrities do a lot of things to have more fame." "I don't get what you are saying?" He replied, raising his brow at him. "For real. You are in the industry yet you don't know what is happening around you. All these celebrities can be very funny. We all know that." Sighing, his colleague ran his fingers through his hair, after adjusting, he said, "I'm not interested in this conversation. You can find someone else to speak with." Shamefaced, he left and then went to the other side of the mansion. He was fiddling with his fingers when another of his colleagues, Timmy, walked up to hi
The fact that Fred wasn't picking up didn't mean he wasn't seeing her calls. He was just skeptical to do so because it was one of the things he hated: being a part of the drama that was going to trend online. Also, he didn't want to have issues with James who had asked him to stay off his family while he was processing his divorce papers. In fact, ever since the divorce, they haven't spoken. He had no idea where he was, nor what he was up to. The evening of the second day of Sarah's persistent call, he had just returned from work when his wife accosted him. With her hands across her chest, she walked up to him with a large frown. Wondering what he had done wrong, he slowly took off his suit, not taking his eyes off her even for a moment. "Tell me, is everything alright?" He asked when she didn't say anything after a while. "Who is Sarah? She has been calling for days now and whenever I'm around, you don't pick up her calls." "I don't even pick up her calls even when you are
"There is nothing here Sarah," Fred said, throwing his head backward in agony. Sarah was lost on what to do and say. This wasn't what she bargained for. What she wanted was for Fred to sue the journalist and then she would be fine but to her disdain, it was something else. "This wasn't the plan." She muttered but Fred heard her alright. He didn't ask her what she said immediately until a few minutes later. "So what was the plan?" "Sue the journalist of course." She scoffed, darting her eyes around the living room. Again, Fred was mute for a while. He was finding it hard to comprehend why she was bent on suing the journalists. "Are you going to do that for me?" She asked with a tone of urgency. "I won't but I can get you a lawyer to do that." He smirked. Sarah's lips broke into a smile. She was glad that he finally agreed to help her after bringing up a contrary suggestion. "So when are you…" "Come off it Sarah. Suing them would bring nothing but more woes to your fee