Chapter 66: Chapter 66

Angela's POV

I spent my whole night in tears. I never thought I would be witnessing something like this where Erish kisses another woman. I felt numb to the core just thinking about last night's incident. After what I watched, I don't want to hear any explanation. It only broke me more.

When he touched me to stop I felt dirty.

I felt like an unwanted woman.

My mind is filled with thousands of questions.

How many times has he already touched her like this? How many times did he lie to me for her? How much does he show love to me but sleep with her?

I lost my last string of trust and I'll not cry for him who doesn't value me. I already did everything to save our relationship but what do I gain at last? Cheating?

I feel like a fool! Bloody fool!!

He still wanted me to trust him but I'm a human who felt hurt when someone broke trust again and again.

How many times do I need to give him a chance?

So, I didn't listen to him at all and just left his residence.

At first, I didn't know where to go but finally, I decided to meet my parents.

When I rang the bell, I was nervous. I'm looking devastated. I don't know how my parents are going to react.

Suddenly the door opened and mom showed in front.

"Angela!" She's looking at me with shock because I'm looking like a mess right now.

I didn't say anything, I just hugged her. She asked me what happened. But I didn't talk and she didn't ask anymore, just gave me a warm hug.

We entered inside and sat on the couch.

"Sweety, if you don't want to tell me now! I'll not go to force you! But don't be upset." My mom's eyes looked at me worried and concerned.

"Mom, can I stay here for a few days?" I asked.

"Silly girl! This is your home! You can do whatever you want! You are just married, it doesn't mean you don't belong to us!" My mom's words made me cry.

"Thank you, mom!" I said with a broken tone and went to my room without turning back because I don't want to share the truth right now.

I can't see my parents' hurt faces.

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Eric's POV

I again come to look after Angela. It's already morning but she didn't open her window. I just want to see her face. Even if it is just for a moment. But it's not happening.

I drove my car directly towards the office. I want to see what John did after my last call.

As I reached the office I found John was not alone, there was another person with him. The man is in a black jacket and black jeans. He has a camera in his hands. While looking like a professional photographer.

I coldly asked them to come to my cabin and John instantly came behind me with that man.

I took my seat and crossed my fingers. I coldly glared at the man and then glanced at John.

"Who is this man?" I asked while my gaze never left the man.

"Boss, I did my last task! We got everything we need to settle Ayesha's matter!"

Hearing his words, my eyes turned mysterious.

"Show me then! What you got?" My voice turned serious.

John nodded and came towards the desk with a document in his hand.

He put the document and said.

"Boss, we got all the videos, photos, and medical reports whatever she's collected as evidence. Now she doesn't have anything."

I flipped on the papers and found Ayesha got more evidence than I thought. Even she got a photo of my landing from the plane one day before marriage night.

After looking through it, I raised my head and stared at John.

"Where did you find this evidence?" I asked.

"The bank locker!" He responded.

My face frowned.

"She opened a new account in the name of one of her friends who lived abroad!"

"She sent all the evidence to her and she sent it to the bank locker!" He explained while my face turned darker.

Now, I know how she managed to never be captured by my man.

"Now can you explain who this man is?" I throw a question looking at the black jacket man again.

John nodded and then turned to the man to give his camera to me.

The man reached me with his camera. I looked at John with questioning eyes and he instantly explained.

"Sir, he is our man who stayed abroad to eyed Miss Ayesha's father, Mr.Cross. and when looking for evidence, we got some massive information!" John's words made me raise my brows with seriousness.

"And what is that?" I asked instantly.

"Sir, Mr.Cross is doing some secret illegal business with weapons, and our man got some photos and videos when he was signing some deal with his business partner!" John's eyes looked at me with meaningful stares and I already understood what he meant by that.

We can use this evidence against Ayesha. This is what I wanted and finally got it.

"Now she is going to experience her worst nightmare! I'll make sure of that!" I declare.

You lose your last chance to go back abroad silently Ayesha! I thought in my mind while finally looking at John and ordering him to cancel all the contracts related to Ayesha's company and blacklist them from our list.

John assured me that he will take care of everything and finally I dismissed him and another man.

I wanted to be alone for some time.

My eyes looked at the phone for a long time before finally trying to dial Angela's number.

I wanted to hear her voice. I wanted to see her but I know she doesn't want the same. So, all I can do for now is try.

The phone connected and started to ring but still after a long ring. She didn't pick. I tried many times without any gaps with a little hope that she would listen to me just once but she didn't answer and finally just switched off her phone.

"Damn it!" I clenched my fist feeling lost.

I hate myself for bringing her this pain. This time I just not only hurt her but broke her heart. She should feel devastated and lost.

I need to solve the Ayesha part as soon as I can. Only after making her leave this city, I can explain to Angela my circumstance and I'll tell her the real truth by myself. I can't wait anymore or ask mom dad to talk to her about my identity.

Now it's Ayesha who tried to threaten me. Who's going to be next in the future I don't know? I can't let others use my secret as their weapon anymore and hurt Angela at all. I will tell her everything by myself.