CHAPTER 12: AT A FIX.JESSICA'S POV. Stretching as I yawned exhaustedly, I found out it was already past ten at night. And Michael wasn't back home yet. Samantha was still around though. How fortunate for me. I really needed her around more than I cared to admit. "Hey. Don't you think you should be heading home? It's quite late," I said. "It's okay. I already spoke with my husband about it, and I asked the babysitter to watch the twins. I already paid her for the extra hours, so I can stay for as long as I want," Samantha replied. "And what about Julie and Sallie? I'm sure they're missing their mom.""Well, someone else needs my attention. They've had me all day," she replied, making me chuckle softly."I'm truly grateful that you're here. It really means a lot.""What are friends for?" Samantha responded, smiling as she took hold of my hand and patted it. "Remember how we used to pull all-nighters back in college?" Samantha asked. "And what we did mostly was binge on rom-coms r

CHAPTER 14: DISCUSSIONS AT THE TABLE.JACK'S POV.I woke up the next morning refreshed, revitalized, and re-energized. The previous night was one I really needed. Additionally, I was famished. I got up and washed my face in the bathroom before I headed downstairs to the kitchen, just wearing my bathrobe. As I got there, some of the house staff were already working on breakfast. The delectable aroma filled the atmosphere. Noticing my presence, they quickly bowed."Good morning, sir," they greeted."Hello," I replied smiling mildly. Then I went ahead to open the fridge to see what I could find. "Let us help with whatever it is you want sir," one of the staff said, walking toward me. "It's alright. I've got it," I responded and continued. I made myself some oats with milk, topping it with some nuts, banana, almond, and strawberry. Tasting it, I nodded and headed to my room with it. I could help but begin to scoop from it while I walked. I used to make this when I was still married,

CHAPTER 16: REASONABLE DOUBT.Jessica drove her car and parked in the parking lot of the complex. She turned off the ignition and sat back in the car for a while. She was exhausted and hungry. It was already nine in the morning, and she desired to satisfy her hunger. But a lot weighed on her mind. She took her phone from her purse and scrolled through it randomly, checking to see if she had any calls from Michael. There was not a single call though, to her disappointment. She sighed as she went deep in her thoughts. But she shoved those thoughts aside. She didn't want to entertain them. She grabbed her purse, got out of the car, and took the elevator up to her penthouse. Alone in the elevator, she spoke to herself. 'I need to know what he was doing there. I can't assume and jump to conclusions. No.'As the elevator dinged open, she hurried out and walked straight to her apartment. As she was about to unlock the door with her fingerprint, she saw the logo of the company that produce