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 for 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 he didn't receive it.

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 confronting 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.

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's 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.

Alex was only wearing a shirt with the first two buttons undone. He looked surprised for a second but then maintaining his composure he looked at Jane with accusation in his eyes.

"I am so sorry," Jane whispered with her head down and lips trembling. She looked up to find Alex with a confused face. And then continued. "I wasn't thinking. It wasn't meant to happen. I am sorry, Alex. I am so sorry." She choked out the last part.

"What the hell you are talking, about?" Alex growled.

She remained silent.

"It isn't like this, Jane. I know that you haven't done anything. You can't do this. I-I KNOW YOU. YOU CAN'T DO THIS. DID YOU FU*KING HEAR Me? So, stop lying." He whispered the last part.

Silence followed but she kept her head down.

"Get the fu*k out of here, Daryl!" He shouted looking at Daryl. And Daryl didn't waste a single second. He got what he wanted even if his plan failed.

Walking to where she was standing he looked at her lowered head intently. He knew she was lying but why? And it didn't take much of his time to realize that she might have eavesdrop to their conversation.

Fu*k, He yelled in his brain.

"You are lying." He spoke softly but she didn't look at him. She just pressed her lips hard. She could smell a woman's scent on him making her eyes sting.

"You are lying because you heard what we were talking about." He caught her, and this made her look at him. Her breathing was a little fast and her eyes held anger and disappointment making his claims even stronger.

You aren't a liar, Jane. You can't win this little game of yours. He thought.

"I am not lying, Alex." She gritted the words with confidence.

"Don't you dare, Jane. You will apologize for lying to me, fu*king right now." Alex growled and she did flinch a little but didn't let her stance falter.

This is when a tall woman wearing a very short skirt came into the view making Alex curse under his breath.

"Get the fu*king hell out of here." Alex bawl out making that woman shoot for her heels before getting to the door. No matter how spacious his office was their confrontation had made that space feel so suffocated.

She looked at Alex who had his cheek red with all this anger. He was beyond frustrated about his whole plan being ruined.

"I am leaving, Alex," Jane spoke the moment that the woman left.

"You can't. Do you hear me? You can't leave me because I,..." She cut him off with a slap on his cheek.

"Watch me," She dared with her breathing erratic and tears in her eyes. She was about to get to the door when she felt herself being pulled and hit to a wall.

She opened her eyes to find herself caged with his left hand resting to the side of her face and the right one on her waist.

"Show me," He answered.

And this is when all his cruel ways came biting her. She all too remembered what he was capable of. Stalking, kidnapping and forcing himself. She found him coming to her mouth when she said.

"Don't touch me, Alex. Don't you dare to touch me. I promise I will kill myself." She said making his grip lose at her waist.

"Yes, Alex, death will be a far better option for me than living my life with a person like you." She spoke to his face and left.

Thinking that at any moment he will come to cage her again she walked at an, even more, faster pace.

Her eyes were spilling tears as she sank to the floor in the lift. Getting her hand on her mouth she cried out the tears she was trying to hold all this time. The lift stops revealing some people at the door. Not giving any mind to them she came out of the lift and left.

It was about to rain and the people were rushing to nearby restaurants or places. Air blew her hair away from her face as she made her way out of his property. To her luck, she got a taxi the moment she was out.

"Where to?" The driver asked.

"Just drive." She answered and looked at the building for the last time. She could feel his gaze over her. Like he could see her. All she wanted was to get away from this cheating bastard and never ever have any kind of contact with him.