Chapter 41 - Chapter 41

"I heard you found your mom" David busted into Jacob's office. His strides were long as he showed he was agitated to find more details of his fiancé's whereabouts. Jacob stared at him without bothering to say anything. David slammed his hands to the table as his eyes never left away Jacob's eyes. "Why did you not tell me?" he asked as he tried to be intimidating toward the young man. However, that did not work with him. "Why would I tell you?" Jacob pointed out. He put down his pen and relaxed a bit to his chair, but his eyes were still on David. He was fighting back his urge to hit him for being obnoxious.
"You forget that you slept with your junior. Mom saw you two naked together, and what is worst you get the girl pregnant" Jacob said as he threw the report that he got from his secretary. Ever since Charles told him about Clara's being pregnant, he investigated and found details about it. He also found out that David in fact denied responsibility. "Despicable" he thought.
"I am not the father!" he said, "and who is it belong to?" Jacob countered.
"I don't know" David sounded exhausted. "I am not the father; I can't bear a child Jacob" David said.
"I received the report from the hospital. Remember your mom and I tried to make one, but we could not conceive. We did go for a test. I am sterile" he straightened himself. He was upset to share his secret.
"If not, then what you did is forgivable?" Jacob countered again. "It's not an excuse David to hurt my mom" he added
"I'm not making excuses Jacob. I just want us to talk. I know she still loves me. Before she disappeared, she..."
"She is married back to my father, David" Jacob spilled.
"I even can't see her freely. I have to go under my father supervision. She is also pregnant" Jacob added.
"I advise you to forget about my mom even though I hated my father, I can't make drastic move and drag my mother. " Jacob said.
"I am her fiancé, Jacob!" David argued, "and you got someone PREGNANT or not, you slept with that girl" Jacob emphasized again. He looked at his old friend and a big brother he had grown up with. He saw David freeze when he mentioned again the word pregnant with firm tone. He did not bat an eye, but David gave a deep breath as if he was devastated. "Jacob, I love your mother so much" he kneeled down. His head was bowing down as if he lost his soul. "I am begging you, tell me" David's voice quivered as he showed how desperate he was. His hands were trembling, and Jacob could sense David was shedding tears.

"Charles..." Samantha looked at her husband with dead eyes. She was not happy. She felt suffocated and caged. Charles could see that, but he did not say anything. He was hopeful that this beautiful lady would love him back. He could imagine seeing her beautiful smile whenever she would see him home. He remembered she would wait for him every evening to have dinner together with dishes that she could cook.
Charles walked closer to his wife who was wearing a simple elegant purple dress. It was embroidered with flowers. He stood in front of her petite height. He stared at his wife face and caressed her soft long hair, and he could not stop himself smelling her sweet jasmine fragrance. "Sam, I love you so much" he pecked his wife head and wrapped her within his arms. "I love you so much," he repeated it, as if anchoring his wife to the ground and putting a tight leash around her neck.
Samantha could not stop herself in tears. She was not happy to what she heard. She could not understand how she ended back to his arms. She was free from pain after being stab thousands of times back then. She stopped fighting back towards him. She tried to a few days after she got kidnapped. However, she ended up being punish and pregnant. She felt the ring around her finger was another proof of her chains. It was a beautiful ring. It was wrapped around clear crystals that light bounces back and a particular design on top. It stayed around her finger tight, as if reminding her that she could not escape it.
"We will be happy," Charles said before he lowered down and mooched his wife supple lips. His hand went up to her back of her head. He kept his intimate kiss and held her head as he made sure that she could not move away from him. He put his other hand behind her hips and guided her back to their room.

"Have you heard of her?" A foreigner asked as he looked out to the window. He was standing beside a big-square window. He could see the streets down and noticed the cars are lined up. He moved his sight away and turned around. He was facing an uptight man with no crease formal suit. He was holding a thin folder. He swiftly put the folder on top of the wooden table. The foreigner looked down to his office table, and slowly walked. The office was quite that his footsteps could be heard. He picked up the folder and read the file. He showed a stiff smile, and the other man froze. He perfectly knew what that smile means. He bowed down and went out without saying or hearing anything from the foreigner. The foreigner on the other hand threw the file down to his shredder and sat down to his black comfortable chair.