Coming out from the prison, Caroline came home to see her best friend and her husband of five years cheating on her on her matrimonial bed. She was served a divorce letter and asked by her husband. and heartbroken and in pain, she meets a handsome stranger whom she had a night of passion with. But it turns out that the stranger is her husband's boss, who saved her from losing her job and, in return, presented her a contract. "Marry me , and I will protect you from going back to prison again." What will happen when Caroline discovers that she is pregnant. The father of her pregnancy is yet to be known.
Chapter 1 Out of prison
Caroline pov
A rough shove against my shoulder jolted me out of my thoughts.
"Hey, bitch. Time to see the world," the officer sneered.
I glared at him but held my tongue. Normally, I would have fired back with some sharp remark, but today...I just wasn't feeling it.
Call it ungratefulness or mood swings, but for a person that was being released today after staying in the four walls jail for almost a year. I could have balled out my eyes out in tears of joy,
but noo.
The officer noticed, as he had to make sure I heard his words well, this time roughly shoving me out of the small cell that has been my home for the past one year. "Get up you lucky bitch, I hope you come here again"
I raised my middle finger at him, before taking my dress from the counter. Not after the woman officer gave me a look of disgust.
"Arrogant rich idiots, they always come back" she muttered under her breath.
"Just wait until my husband finds out how you guys treated me..."
I threatened them, having the little satisfaction of seeing how their face turned pale white in sheer terror.
Yeah, I was married, a proud 3 years marriage, and before you would go on to judge. I was accidentally framed for a criminal act in my company.
I gnashed my teeth in anger. I can't wait to go back and find out who had tampered with the company funds and had the guts to frame me for a crime I didn't commit.
It was the early morning hours, I had just come back from my boss office...well with a flushed smiling face and half unbuttoned shirt.
Before you judge again,
The said boss was my husband, Nathan ...the manager of the Johnsons groups limited. An international company with branches all over the world.
"Hello ma'am are you Mrs Caroline" a group of police officers had come into the company straight to my table.
"Yes can I help you"
"You are being charged for embezzlement of 20 million dollars of the company funds, illegal signaturing of banned goods..."
I had blanked out, my mouth opened like astupid idiot, the only thing I was seeing were the numerous zero digits I have never seen in my entire life.
I was not sure I could ever see either.
"You are under arrest Mrs Caroline, whatever you say will be used..."
The police officers would have been declaring my death for all I cared. My only focus was the signature that was like mine, exactly looking alike.
The finger had done a great job, that for a second, I was almost convinced that I had signed an unauthorized check of millions of dollars.
Everything that happened from that day was a blur of actions. It had passed like I was watching a drama unfold before my eyes and before I knew it, I was being charged to 20 years imprisonment.
Yet here I was, outside the stinking wall of the prison, only spending nine months out of 20 years of imprisonment.
Who could have done it but my dear powerful husband.
But my sweetheart, my shining knight in armor was nowhere to be found.
It's been 5 hours since I was cleared and asked to go home, and I called my husband Nathan immediately but he was not picking my calls.
That was odd.
Was he not the person who cleared my charges for me and convinced the police that I was innocent?
Then why was he not picking up my calls for the twentieth time that I had called.
I shook any bad thoughts away from my head. My mood was already sour from the police officers action, I wouldn't want it to affect our reunion.
I called my only friend Amelda. She was the only person and friend I had. I have always had my back.
But Alas, she was not picking either.
A tight knot of unease coiled in my stomach.
"What the hell is going on? Was I gone too long from the world" o exclaimed in frustration, gathering attention from passer-by.
Having no other choice, I flag down a cab. Surprisingly, the remaining penny that I had before my arrest was still there.
"At least the officers were not arm robbers"
We reached our mansion. But surprisingly, everywhere was cold and deserted, like a forgotten dumpster.
After paying the cab driver, I hesitantly traced my path through broken bottles, wastes, and nylon bags to the front door.
It was open.
What the hell was happening.
This was not how I envisioned my coming back to look like.
I had envisioned a surprise home welcoming party. That all my fellow Co workers would be in attendance. And my sweetheart Nathan at the end of the room, holding a bunch of flowers while confessing his love for me.
That was my wish. But coming to an empty house was not part of the deal.
I hesitated at the front door. It was wide open.
A glass of unfinished wine on the table. Meaning that somebody was home.
A sour taste filled my mouth.
Something felt very wrong.
I wanted to turn back,
And then I heard it.
A soft giggle.
My blood ran cold.
I turned toward our bedroom. The door was slightly open, light spilling out into the hallway.
My fingers trembled as I reached for the door handle. I wanted to turn away, to run, to pretend I hadn't heard what I just heard.
But some twisted part of me had to see it with my own eyes.
Bracing myself, I crept to the door of our room, but my hands froze at the handle.
"Oohhh baby..., yes pound me harder...aahhhhh"
Muffled moans were coming out behind the door of my own bedroom.
My heart cutted.
I could hear the pounding of blood through my veins.
What was happening? Without wasting time,
I pushed the door.
And the world froze around me.
A whore was bent over on the bed, with her ass on full display, while Nathan, my husband, was standing behind. His dick buried deep into the whore.
I gasped unconsciously, not believing what my eyes were seeing.
It caught their attention, and they stopped.
"Caroline!" Nathan called surprised.
That was not all.
The whore turned her face when Nathan stopped his movement.
My eyes widened. It was as if I could not breathe well.
The woman that my husband was cheating on with was not just a whore, nor any random stranger.
Noo.
Emelda!!.
Chapter 1 Out of prison
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Chapter 2 Come with me
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Chapter 3 Bliss
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Chapter 4 Aftermath
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Chapter 5 Meeting him
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Chapter 6 Sign this
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Chapter 7 The contract
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Chapter 8 Perfect plan
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Chapter 9 I will do it
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Chapter 10 Signing
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Chapter 11 Dinner
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Chapter 12 Restless sleep
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Chapter 13 The meeting
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