Page 134 of Darkest Deception

Without wasting another minute, I rush out of the office building and don’t bother changing as I speed towards the Torre mansion. On the way, I ran IP tracking and indeed, Ambrose is the one that leaked the footage. As soon as I arrive, I stride towards the back and climb up the walls and onto her balcony.

It’s time you face the hell I am about to deliver, dear Ambrose.

I grab hold of the annoying curtains and pull, throwing them to the floor with a crash.

My eyes fix on the huddled figure against the bed.

She jumps up. Her eyes are red, and a part of me wants to ask her what is wrong, but I smash it down.

She destroyed me.

“Helia…” Her voice is weak, but there is no going back now.

“How fucking dare you?” I walk up to her, grabbing her neck in a tight hold as I lift her off the ground.

She gasps, her hands clamping around my arms with her legs thrashing under me.

“No! You’ve got it w-wrong!”

I lean forward, and her perfume surrounds me. I can’t help but feel pathetic for ever falling for this wicked woman.

“I should have fucking known you would turn out to be like this. You’re disgusting, do you know that?”

She shakes her head, her red-rimmed eyes flooding with tears.

“P-Please,” she sobs with difficult gasps.

My heart pinches in pain at seeing her hurt because of me, so I throw her to the floor.

She drops with a loud thud, gasping, rubbing her throat.

Snapping her head to me, she rushes over to me on her knees, grabbing hold of my hands. Her hair is a mess, her clothes wrinkled, her hands freezing, and her body trembling. She doesn’t look like herself.

“Believe me, Helia. I didn’t do it.” She shakes her head. Her speech is slow but strong enough to get her message across.

“You lost the chance to ever beg when you decided to ruin my life for your selfish reasons. How could you be so cruel to destroy me like this after all that has happened between us?” I shake my hand out of her hold and step back before bending down and grabbing hold of her hair. “Did you want to see me in pain?”

She sobs, shaking her head, the motion restricted by my hold on her.

“Did you create all this drama to get your back company? You wanted it so badly you decided the only way was to reveal me like this?”

She continues shaking her head, but what is there to deny anymore?

My eyes scan her face, over the marks, the new and old tears, the smeared lipstick, the red eyes, and the shakiness in her body.

And I break with her. I feel with her.

My lip trembles as I speak. “Why did you have to destroy us, Ambrose?”

She shuts her eyes, sobbing and crying.

“Helia, I didn’t do it. It wasn’t me. It was Mum. I didn’t have anything to do with it.”

I let her go, push her away from me, but stay in my hunched position.

I take out the knife from my back pocket and try not to show how my hand trembles.

“Let’s say I believe you…”

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