"Does it have sothing to do with your dreams about him?" Maverick asked.
"Yes, also, on my way back from the company, I slept off in the van and saw him dying in my dream. It was too real. When I woke up, my heart was aching. I went to the hospital to see him and there I discovered he was sent in for surgery...he also needed blood." She frowned.
"My blood turned out to be the sa as his but you know, I can’t donate blood to anyone or allow any doctor to know what’s wrong with , so I didn’t give my blood even though my heart was in pain." her frown deepened.
"You don’t love him, do–"
Like a cat that got her tail stepped on, Jeslyn jolted and scread, "Noooo!! What nonsense are you saying?!" She hit him and hissed. "How can you think like that?" She glared at him.
Maverick chuckled in amusent. Of course, he could tell his wife doesn’t love Brian but he only wanted to tease her. It’s been a long ti since she last showed him this cute side.
"But you like him?" he asked with a smile.
"Yes, I like him... probably because I’m his fan or maybe because he takes care of in the company?" Jeslyn frowned in confusion. Nothing makes sense.
Her biggest bias is Celestine, still, she doesn’t like her like she likes Brian. But one thing is certain, she doesn’t love him like she loves her husband and son. But she feels uncomfortable when he’s hurting.
"Is this feeling recent?" Maverick asked.
"No," she shook her head.
"I used to watch his movies, listen to his songs, watch him on the runway but always avoided seeing him... like the ti he brought his concert to Rose City. I didn’t attend because I was having stomach cramps."
"He hosted three concerts in Rose City, right?"
"Yes, he did but I didn’t feel the enthusiasm to go. I know I liked him but I wasn’t crazy about him... as for this feeling, I felt it when he fell from the stage one ti. I even cried when he got hurt from shooting but that was it. It wasn’t this deep and I didn’t concern myself with it. I felt it was just a fan’s instinct." She shifted into Maverick’s embrace to seek comfort in her man.
"Did you lose a brother?"
Jeslyn shook her head. "No, I was the only child," she said.
"How about you go ask your father? He might know sothing you don’t. You are already suspecting everything you know anyway." Maverick knew that his wife was doubting many things but he was not the right person to tell her what she wants to know about her family and her identity. Her mother should.
"Ah, Mr. Wales, he’s still existing? I thought he was dead." She smiled evilly.
"Wife, that’s a villain’s thought," Maverick chuckled.
"Thanks to you, Mr. Villain," she tickled him.
Maverick laughed heartily while patting his wife’s hair.
"You aren’t going back today?" he asked after laughing.
"No, I miss my family." she stared at her husband’s face and smiled.
While the couple was bounding under the sheets, Inspector Fin was having a hard ti with his woman.
...
Sitting on the dining table were Inspector Fin and Beverly.
One was eating while the other was staring speechlessly.
Beverly was eating in silence but Inspector Fin was staring at her in surprise. This is the first ti she had made sothing only for herself. Inspector Fin doesn’t like to eat out because he is used to eating the delicious food that Beverly makes.
"You didn’t make sothing for ?" he asked. Inspector Fin refused to believe it. He had searched the whole kitchen but nothing was kept for him, so he wanted to ask. She might have kept it sowhere else.
"No, I didn’t," she answered innocently.
"But why? I’m starving," he frowned.
"Oh, I thought you must have eaten at your woman’s."
Inspector Fin’s eyes widened in horror. "What are you talking about? When did I tell you I’ve started eating out?"
Beverly stopped eating and raised her head from her al. "Mr. Fin, I’m not in the mood for whatever gas you’re playing. We broke up, didn’t we? Please, let leave my life in peace now. Thank you," she took her plate of food and left the table, and went to her room.
"Beverly"
"Beverly?"
"Hold on, Bev–" he watched as she opened the guest room door and went in. Inspector Fin sighed and ruffled his hair in frustration.
He doesn’t know how to cook, which leaves him with the only option of eating snacks for the night.
anwhile, Beverly was resting behind the door as she bawled her eyes out. Every day it gets difficult and the distance between them gets lengthened.
"When will this end," she murmured as tears gushed out of her eyes.
It was harder than she thought but she has no choice but to keep it up, like Jeslyn instructed.
....
The night was peaceful for so people and devastating for others.
Example of such people with a devastating night were Yellow, Pink, and their enemies.
A shoot-out just occurred at a luxurious house and both parties were resting for the mont.
Pink had a few bullet wounds. As for Yellow, she was badly injured. Blood was slowly seeping out from the stab wound on her stomach, still, she was adamant about fighting alongside Pink.
"You can’t continue, you should rest. I’ll handle the rest," Pink said with bitterness in her tone.
"What are you saying? There are too many people for you to fight alone. I will co with–"
"One of us has to stay alive for my daughter and her family. You can’t die here. When I go out there, you should run towards that car without looking back. I’ll cover your back." Pink pointed at a black car close to the opened black gate.
"I refuse–"
"You have no choice. I’m ordering you as your boss! You must leave... now!!"
"Alex, no!!"
At that mont, tons of black cars drove into the massive compound and before anyone ca out of the car, the sound of gunshots greeted the people.
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