"Illegitimate child."
Matt corrected, his expression turning dangerous.
"Gwen was brought into this world for a purpose and for as long as I can rember, you have been reaping from the proceed of that purpose. Irrespective of how things have turned out now, it doesn't change the fact that she is an illegitimate child. I don't want this to beco an issue between us. For as long as you know your place in my life, you and Gwen will be catered for."
"Remind again, Matt. What is my place in your life?" Regina blinked back her tears that threatened to fall.
"My mistress and my whore." Matt spat out with disgust. "That is what you are and will ever be to . Do not even think for a second that I would ever consider you as a wife. Lilian already has that part covered and I have no plans of divorcing her for anyone, especially you." He climbed out of the bed, picking up his pants from the floor.
'Especially ... hmph.'
Regina scoffed in her heart, anger coursing through her veins like an angry serpent. She couldn't believe that Matt had just relegated her to the level of a doormat, but not for long.
'Will we'll see her that plays out by the ti I'm done with Lillian.' Regina swore in her heart while grinning slyly to herself.
"Take this." Matt threw a credit card to her as he got dressed. "You can go out and get yourself sothing nice. But note the card has a limit. If you need more money, you can call on the number saved in this phone." He dumped a mobile phone on the bed beside her.
Regina's hands curled into a fist under the sheet as she continued to stare at Matt, addressing her like she ant nothing to him.
"In the anti, feel free to use what you have to get what you need. I won't be jealous." Matt winked and Regina almost puked in his face.
"I'll see you again when I need you." Matt spared her one last pathetic glance before leaving the room.
"Bastard!" Regina banged her fist on the bed, her nose flared, and her eyes narrowed. "I will show you what a whore can do to a legal wife. We will see who triumphs in the end." She swore.
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A blend of highly energetic voices, instrunts and rhythms greeted Henry as he stepped into the Sparrow XXX musical studio.
The group were having their last rehearsal before the main event which was to take place at 7:00 PM.
Henry spotted Sarah strumming her guitar like a pro beside Violet while playing alongside other instruntalist to the rhythm of the song of the debuting artist.
Sarah was so fully absorbed in the pop music that she failed to notice Henry slip into the control room or quietly take his seat behind Annabelle.
But as the song rehearsal slowly ca to an end, her eyes caught sight of Henry vibing to the music. Her smile deepened when he raised both hands up, giving her a double thumbs up.
"Huh!" Annabelle followed Sarah's thrilled gaze only to find Henry seated behind her. "Henry! When did you get here?" She asked in a slightly raised voice, looking completely stunned.
"A couple of minutes ago," Henry replied without taking his gaze off Sarah, who occasionally stole glances at him.
"Wow! Sarah will be so thrilled you made it." Annabelle chirped happily.
"Yeah... too."
"Did you see Michael on your way here?" Annabelle inquired, her expectant gaze shifting to the door.
"No. I thought he was here with you guys." Henry noted, recalling his last conversation with Sarah.
" Yes, he was. But he stepped out so minutes ago to get Sarah's customized glitter jacket for the show."
"Oh...okay."
The rehearsal finally ca to an end, and all the instruntalists and the music artist ca out from the live room chatting and laughing spiritedly.
"Henry!" Sarah hurried towards him and jumped into his awaiting arms. "You made it."
"Of course I did." Henry's heart swelled with pride. "I could never miss it for the world."
"Ahem!" Annabelle cleared her throat as the two presud besties held onto each other like intimate lovers, forgetting they were in public.
Catching herself off guard, Sarah quickly pulled away from Henry, causing a ripple of laughter in the room.
"We could always give you two a private room if you need it." Violet teased before hailing Henry.
Others exchanged casual greetings before everyone went about their individual preparation, giving Sarah and Henry a few seconds to catch up.
"So, how was sound checks?" Sarah asked leading Henry away from the others.
"It was perfect. I couldn't stop vibing to the music." Henry confessed, dabbing at the bead of sweat on her forehead. "People will go nut for this music. I can already see you performing live on a huge stage in front of thousands of people."
"Really!" Sarah chid.
"Yes. I can't wait for the world to see you play."
Sarah chuckled. " too. But I'm a bit nervous."
"Don't worry, you'll kill it. And I'll be in the crowd rooting for you all the way."
"Thank you."
"Sarah, you should be getting dressed," Violet called out to her, gesturing at the wall clock.
"Got it." Sarah tilted her head back to Henry. "I'll see you outside once I'm done."
"Sure."
Sarah was about to leave when Harry stopped her.
"Wait, I got sothing for you." Henry dipped his hand into his left pant pocket and brought out a glittering music charm bracelet.
"Ah!" Sarah's eyes widened at the shimring ocean blue and silver charm bracelet. "Henry... You didn't have to." She whispered, cupping her mouth while looking up to et his gaze.
"It's just a simple gift to wish you good luck on your musical journey and your first public appearance," Henry explained, without ntioning the fact that he had to travel out of the city just to acquire this customized and priceless charm bracelet for her.
"Aww! You're going to make cry." Sarah extended her left hand while Henry carefully clicked the bracelets around it. "It's beautiful."
"Not as beautiful as the person wearing it." Henry bead in satisfaction.
"I'm never going to take this off." Sarah stroked the bracelet around her wrist with so much love. She looked up to et Henry's thrilled gaze. "Thanks again."
"You are always welco. Why don't you go ahead and get dressed? I will wait outside the studio with Annabelle." Henry urged her forward smiling.
"Okay." Sarah left for the female changing room while Henry left the studio.
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