Contract Marriage by Ashleh Queen (new reading .TXT) 📖

She turned back to take some of the pics so she could tell him how absurd these were, and jumped over the stairs to get down. There was some maid working in the kitchen while Peterson was standing by the front door.

"Where's Alex?" Jane asked. Panic and urgency were apparent in her voice.

"I am afraid I can't reveal his whereabouts to you, Miss Monroe. Plus, he asked me to take your luggage with you." He replied with tight lips.

"I am not leaving, Peterson." She replied.

"Please, collect all of your things before you leave, Miss Monroe." He repeated.

Getting back to her room she gets her cellphone and laptop along with her small bag that she never opened anyway.

Getting to the front door she again asked Peterson. "Would you please, tell me now where is he?"

"He left to his office. That studio where his channel is," Someone answered. Jane looked at her back to find the same old woman she met in Jimmy's house.

"His driver told me, he sure is there right now," That woman continued.

Peterson passed that maid a hard glare which she ignored with a shrug.

"Thank you," Jane answered and passed a disappointed look to Peterson and hurried out. She heard that maid say,

"You are welcome, Honey." but didn't stop to answer her.

Calling for an Uber she waited for like ten minutes and kept on trying Alex's number. But no one received.

She kept on trying even when she gets into the uber but there was no reply. She didn't have Chris' contact number but was hoping for him to be safe. She looked at the pictures again where Chris was holding her hair as she puked in the bathroom but apparently it looked like they were having s*x.

The angle was taken from behind and the pictures were just cropped a little to get this rubbish. She wondered who that vicious person could be.

But even more than that she worried what's Alex reaction will be. 
Will he trust me?
Or leave me?

She knew she wasn't at wrong but this world was cruel. She was ready to spend her life with him. But was there any future. She wondered.

She knew he was broken with his mother's leaving him. And the last thing she wanted was to affect his entire life once again.

The car stopped at the front of his building. Paying her fare she shoots to the entrance. But it was eerily empty given it was Sunday. There was no guard standing at that time and she didn't have any pass. So, she crossed over the passing barriers to getting to the other side. Coming inside she noticed some people working but didn't pay any attention to them. She knew the way to his office from her last visit and didn't get many hindrances.

The lift stopped at his floor. Opposite to the rest of the building, his floor was well lit and AC was working indicating someone's presence. Taking in a long breath she made her mind to confront Alex. Telling herself that she has done nothing wrong she started making her way to his office. Turning the metallic handle she was about to push open when a laugh hit her ears.

"You don't know me, Daryl. She will buy this. But don't you dare to forget our agenda now. Next time, you tried to pull anything like this against Jane I won't let it be." Alex's voice was clear.

Does he already know? Then, why he left those pics?

"Why? Do you like her more than me?" A woman's sultry voice came.

...

"It's not like that, honey. But she is gonna be a lot more than a fu*k. My wife. So, you respect her or you are not going to get anything." Alex warned.

"I-I don't get you, man. You are one true bastard. After finding out that it was me, you are still gonna pretend that she had cheated on you and let her explain and then you will trust her and accept her apology. This is your plan? Isn't it? Why?" Daryl's voice echoed in Jane's brain.

What the hell was going on?

"Fu*k Off, Daryl. Can't you see that I am a heartbroken husband, trying to get over his cheating wife." Alex sneered. 
"Yes, Daryl, you should better go now. Come on, Alex I will be inside. You can come after sending him off." The same feminine voice followed.

A tear spilled on her hand holding the handle. She didn't know what to feel anymore. Everything was just frozen inside. Her mind was numb.

"Come on, Alex. I saw how pale you were after getting the pics I came with," Daryl spoke after some seconds and this got Jane to startled. For a moment she thought that they know about her presence but Alex voice replying negate her doubts.

"umm, I might have confronted Jane if it wasn't you spilling all the things only after getting a single punch," Alex replied.

"Or, maybe the pictures are real and I lied, not to get another hit." Daryl boosted.

"Unlike you, I know the woman I am getting married to," His voice had the utter confidence.

She heard chairs screeching and knew that they were going to say their goodbyes. She felt stupid standing there. All this time she thought that God might have plans for her. But no, there was never a plan. Not for her at least.

She hears a pair of feet coming to the door. But instead of going away she stepped inside.

"Alex," She called with a voice barely audible. She noticed Daryl standing just a foot away but ignored him. Her eyes were fixated on Alex.

There was no girl around but Jane knew she was inside. The very same place where she was once.