Chapter 415: re Wood
Lauren made a ntal note to take Steffan for both spiritual and bodily cleansing when she gets back. Who knows what this demon had done to him when he was still unconscious?
Dolly shook her head, her voice rising with desperation. "No, you’re wrong! We are married and he loves . And you know what? He has also grown to depend on ...he needs
so badly that he can’t spend a day without . So you see, he’ll co for ."
Lauren also shook her head but hers was that of pity for the delusional woman before her. It was quite unfortunate that Dolly had fallen beyond redemption.
How can soone hold tenaciously to a lie to the extent that she had forced herself to believe it.
"I can clearly see how delusional you are, Dolly. There was never any marriage and you know it."
Dolly let out a sarcastic laugh. "You can choose to believe it or not, but that doesn’t change the fact that we’ve been living together for the past two months and you know what that entails."
Lauren’s eyes narrowed slightly, her amusent fading as a flash of anger crossed her face.
"Stop deceiving yourself. Nothing happened between you two! I’m over a hundred percent sure that ’My’ Steffan can never condescend so low as to have anything to do with a depraved soul like you even though you might have manipulated him and kept him away. And you know why? Because he doesn’t have an ounce of affection for you. To him, you are re wood! And even his dead body will never respond to you."
Dolly felt the floor falling out from beneath her. Lauren’s words were a punch to the gut that was delivered rcilessly that she couldn’t bear the harshness of it, because ...
they were the truth... nothing but the absolute truth.
She was made to suddenly realize this in the cruelest of ways.
Now that she thought of it. Even with his mory loss, Steffan never for once looked at her the way a man would look at a woman... despite all her efforts.
She was practically walking naked in that house, yet he never lusted after her... not for once did she see a slight flush on his face when he looked at her.. it was always that deadpan expression all day long and all night.
But she wasn’t going to give Lauren the satisfaction that she had hit the nail on the head, so she held onto the only effective point she had to cut Lauren to size, even though it was a lie.
"That is what you want to believe, but all that doesn’t matter anymore because Steffan is now married to
and there’s no way he’d turn his back on
after everything we’ve been through."
Lauren raised an eyebrow, her expression almost amused. "Oh, is that what you think? That he believes the lies you cooked up?"
Her smile widened, but she kept her tone casual, she was careful enough to avoid giving too much away. "Interesting. It must be nice, holding onto a false hope like that."
Dolly’s heart pounded in her chest, but she refused to let Lauren see her fear. "Shut up! I’m not holding onto any false hope! What we have is real!"
"Oh, really? But look at where you are. Behind bars, while Steffan... well, forget it."
Dolly wanted to glare but sohow couldn’t control the frantic blinking of her eyes.
There was sothing about the way Lauren spoke. It was as if she knew more than she was letting on.
But Dolly couldn’t allow herself to believe that Steffan had returned to his family. Not after everything she told him about his uncle and the fact that his life was in danger if he returned to that family.
"Where... where is he?"
Lauren’s smile returned, but it was colder now and more calculative. "Wouldn’t you like to know?" she said, stepping back from the cell. "Enjoy your stay, Dolly. I’m sure you’ll have plenty of ti now tgat you’re here to think about these little things,"
With that, Lauren turned on her heel, leaving Dolly to stare after her.
The smug smile on Lauren’s face just now only deepened Dolly’s sense of doom.
Has Steffan truly gone back to his family? No! This can’t be. She couldn’t have worked and plotted tirelessly for nothing. And to make matters worse, she couldn’t even get Steffan to sleep with her, not even for once in the two months they were together. It would be a total loss if everything ended like this.
"I need to make a call," she said to the guard who had brought her.
"I have to remind you, that you are entitled to just one phone call, so use it wisely, if I were you, I’d use it to call my lawyer instead," the guard added.
"And what makes you think I’d need a lawyer. I’m innocent and willl be out as soon as that is clarified.
The guard didn’t waste his breath arguing with Dolly but just shrugged before leading her to the room where her phone was kept.
He’d seen so many like her before who were so self righteous but still ended up guilty of the cri they so passionately denied.
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Isabella, who was chilling with so friends on the beach, saw her phone flash with light and looked away when she saw the caller ID.
"Aren’t you going to pick your call?" One of her friends asked.
"It’s not important, Carol," Isabella said casually.
Carol shrugged and continued with their discussion but Isabella’s mind had drifted off.
How dare Dolly have the guts to call her after stealing the man God had delivered to her doorstep free of charge? She’s in for a shock if she thinks she’ll easily forgive her.
"Are you sure you don’t want to answer?" Rita, her other friend, asked with a worried expression. "It’s Dolly calling," she said as she knew how close Isabella and Dolly were.
"You know she’s the one, yet you still expect
to pick the call?"
Rita frowned in confusion. "Why won’t you pick her calls? I thought you guys had settled your differences?"
"You think a asly apology can undo what she did to ?" Isabella retorted. "If you’re tired of hanging out with , we can as well as call it a day."
"Hey, girlfriend, it hasn’t co to that," Rita reached out to stop Isabella who was already rising from the mat. "Okay, I’m sorry. I know Dolly ssed up, big ti but why allow yourself to be so worked up. I heard the guy in question has moved on to his latest catch... I can’t recall her na."
"You an Lauren? She was the winner of the competition that was held so months ago. Maybe that was where they t," Carol said.
"The guy must be a playboy. The way he changes girls... I bet it takes him just that amount of ti to change into his brief,," Rita said and they all birst out laughing.
"Believe , girlfriend, such a guy is not good for you. You should be happy you weren’t that deep into him when he revealed his true colours.
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