REVENGE AFFAIR

Chapter one.

Phoebe's POV.

"I'll have a gold Rolex wristwatch." I said to the sales girl, wearing a smile on my lips.

It was Jason's birthday and I needed to get him something very nice. I had to save up for months, to be able to afford the gold wristwatch.

"Here you go ma'am." The sales girl handed the packaged wristwatch to me alongside the receipt.

As I walked out of the store, I tried to imagine how Jason would react on receiving the gift. It was something he had always wanted to have.

"Wellington road?" I asked, as I flagged down a taxi.

"Yes. 20 dollars only." The taxi driver replied, picking his teeth with a toothpick. He looked as though he was in his fifties.

"But I went there yesterday with just 10 dollars sir."

The old man got furious and switched the tone of his voice.

"If you do not have 20 dollars, let me go. I don't transport poor people."

Lol. Did he just say that?

If he was rich as claimed, then what was he doing at his age as a taxi driver?

I wasn't ready to banter words with him that evening, so I decided to take the taxi.

I had exactly 20 dollars left in my purse, if I let him go, I might encounter someone with a higher charge.

"I'll pay 20 dollars sir."

"Good. Get in."

I got into the taxi and kept my face by the window, enjoying the cool breeze.

I wanted to put a call across to Jason that I was close to his apartment, but on second thought I decided not to. It's better to be a surprise, I thought.

"We are here now, young lady. My money." The old man asked rudely, staring with outstretched palms.

His voice jerked me out of the train of my thoughts. I hurriedly reached out for the money in my purse and handed it over to him.

"Get out fast!"

I wanted to yell back at him but I stopped from doing so because he was way older than I was. He probably had a bad day, I thought.

I stepped out of the taxi and approached Jason's apartment. I tried opening it but it was locked from inside, so I decided to use my spare key.

"Honey!" I called out as I entered the apartment. He was probably taking a nap in his room, poor him.

As I flung the door of my fiance's room open, I was met with the biggest shock of my life.

It had to be a dream. I pinched myself to be sure I was dreaming, but it wasn't a dream. Everything right in front of me was real.

"Oh my god! Why didn't you call to tell me you were coming over?" Jason asked, looking furious.