Chapter 2: Pain like worms.
Is this a world she once believed in?
Life will always bring its own nemesis, she thought she had found a true love and life, however, life gave her a resounding slap to wake up from her dream.
Who would she run to for help? Her parents wealth and properties had been cunningly taken away from her. She could remember a day she got drunk by him, asking her to sign some documents. That day, he phoned her to get beautifully dressed for a date they would be going, she got really excited. She immediately go take a shower and choose an appealing beautiful dress to explore with her lover.
On getting outside of her house, she had met him standing beside his car, he dressed maturely and had a nice scent coming from him, he was one of the pretty boys in Macedonia city, a city with its own story. Yes, everyone one has a story to tell.
"Girl, you look breathtaking, that's my baby ". He had sweetened her with his serious tone and cute face, she got a little carried away.
"I dressed up for you, I won't allow any lady take you away from me". Both laughed and he led her into the car. After some minutes, they were at the front of a big tall building, near it were dfferent buildings surrounding it, all in the same area. Frances realized they were in one of the biggest city mall in Macedonia.
Marcus shew the security man a card before they allowed them in. He drove into the city mall, to the bar castle. He asked her if she wanted to dine first because he had a surprise for her. She replied him yes.
Then he took her to the Midway restaurant still inside this big city mall. He ordered her a lot of various dishes she liked,, she ate to her satisfaction. What surprised her that day, was that, he didn't join her eating nor order food for himself.
If she had been wise, she would have detected he was up to something. After eating, he took her back to the bar castle, he ordered wine and some smoothies. While the bartender was attending to them, a call from Charlotte came in, she stood up, went outside to pick the call because inside was noisy.
Coming back in, she took her drink, already served down by him. She didn't think anything suspicious because he was her lover, someone she had trusted for 5 years. She thought she was drunk by the wine, but unfortunately for her, Marcus had added some substances into her drink. That was how he was able to manipulate her into signning documents she didn't know of, while unconscious.
After Marcus and Charlotte had showed her who they were, her knocked out brain started to think properly. Understanding it had been a trap, she wasn't just conscious enough nor sensitive. Love had blinded her to see what she should have seen.
Hours upon hours, Frances kept on reminiscing on her mistakes and pain. The pain lingering in her were like worms crawling on her, she felt so bad and uncomfortable, sadness overwhelmed her like her shadow. She couldn't even think straight anymore, she had cried and cried to an extent tears were no longer falling, she just sat on the floor in a blank state.
Suddenly came a knock outside her door. "Who's there?" her senses drifted back to reality. "Good afternoon ma'am, we are here from the bank. We realized the ownership of this land and house has changed, the owner had just informed us to come check this house and make sure anyone aside the owner isn't here".
"Excuse me, I am the landlord of this house, my parents built it, so how can you just claim the ownership for someone I don't even know of?"
"Mr Marcus Berish is the owner now, according to our information, it will soon be transferred to Mrs Charlotte Berish. It would be good if you just pack and leave now, otherwise we would force you out".
"Hahahaha, stop all these jokes, you people think you can just come here giving false information?
Immediately she said this, she started crying, she knew what they were saying isn't wrong, but how will she just accept the heavy truth. She had recently invested all her money in a project this same Marcus introduced her to. Now she is left with nothing.
"Okay, give me some minutes". She went inside to tidy up and pack her things. After some hours spent walking in the sun, she thought of who to call to stay with, no one. Even her car had been taken away by him. He had told her to get a new one just yesterday, in return to get a bigger one. He knows she dislike reckless spending on things.
Remembering this, she took her phone to call the agent who he had taken her to meet for selling the car.
"Hello, I am the lady who came to you yesterday with a young man to sell my car. I haven't gotten the deposit".
"It had been sent since yesterday's night. Your husband didn't inform you he changed the account number you dropped? He said you might have made some mistakes. I'll send you the receipt for confirmation".
She went silent for a while....."Okay, thank you".