Chapter 10

It was Sunday evening and I was frustrated in more ways than one. I struggled with the idea of drowning myself in wine, Jack wasn't returning calls and Since dinner with Randall two days back, I'd been playing things over and over in my head. Why the hell did he kiss me? I was pissed, Jack and I hadn't made love in months and with just a silly kiss from a stranger my body ignited in ways I had chosen to forget.

I lay in bed facing the ceiling, my thoughts returning to Randall. We hadn't spoken since then, I hadn't even given him the copies he asked for yet. I was surprised and a bit disappointed he hadn't called to request for them. Not even a threat. No contact.

I heard the door open, I rushed downstairs to see Jack coming in with his luggage.

"Hey babe" he smiled coming my way then hugging me.

I was surprised and let my arms go around him "I've been calling you"

"I lost my phone, I'm sorry honey" he kisses my forehead "I didn't mean to make you worry"

He was acting weird, nicer than usual or did his 'business trip' go so well his mood improved?

I remained silent as I let him settle in, offering to cook but he insisted on sleeping first.

I remained in the kitchen while he went upstairs to change. Something was off, I could feel it. I went back upstairs when I heard Jack's voice through the door

"She won't know what hit her" he chuckled "She's not aware I know." He paused "Sure, send it to her tomorrow afternoon"

I quietly made my way downstairs to the kitchen again. I was trying hard not to panic but my heart just seemed to beat faster and louder as I suddenly felt suffocated. Could he be talking about the divorce papers?

I needed to act fast, I tried calculating my chances if Jack decided to report me to the cops. Sighing while promising myself I'd remain calm and act like everything was okay for now. I went back upstairs, it seemed quiet as I stepped in the room.

I approached Jack's sleeping figure and turned off his lamp before joining him with my back turned to him. I'd give him my divorce papers first, I thought to myself as I listened to his steady slow breathing before dozing off. Tomorrow could be a disaster.

CAMILLE'S POV

Roy was on a trip again. I'd been home alone for a little over a day but it felt like a week. My hormones were all over the place, I was really moody.

I hated Mondays, the overwhelming urge to stay home like it was still weekend always conflicted with the inevitability of me going out and joining the early morning rush to work.

I hadn't spoken to Jack since our last conversation. He was so cold, I was filled with regret at my stupidity. What was I thinking?

I was taking a huge risk but it'd be better if I got rid of it like he said.

At work it was almost lunch break, I got a call from a man claiming to be Jack's lawyer. He insisted we meet close to where I worked, I agreed to meet him.

I texted Jack immediately asking if he sent anyone to me because the lawyer refused to tell me what this was about. I got no reply from Jack.

I was on my way down in the elevator when my phone vibrated in my pocket; a reply from Jack saying he sent his lawyer. He didn't give me the reason for this meeting.

Once outside I was spotted easily by a man in a dark grey suit who introduced himself as Evan. We made our way to a food spot and ordered.

"I'll cut to the chase" he said "my client is suing you basically, you're lucky we haven't called the cops on you yet"

"What? What for?" I was stunned. Not what I was expecting right now

"Attempted murder" Evan replies

I held my breath temporarily as everything seemed to spin. "I don't understand. I didn't do anything"

"Please save the dramatics for the judge, you tried killing my client, we're lucky he's alive and you're still here Camille" he smirked

" Mrs Greene" I corrected firmly "And how dare you insinuate such filth" but I was already scared, Jack had definitely remembered what happened. I was in trouble.

"Also, I have to make sure you've handled your situation" he raised a brow

"My situation?" I asked momentarily confused then his gaze went to my stomach then back at me "Fuck you. And Jack too" I fumed as I got up hurriedly and dashed back to work.

I kept calling and texting Jack but got no reply. I almost threw my phone across the room. I took deep breaths to steady myself plus I wasn't focused for the rest of the day.

I was grateful as the day ended and I grabbed my bag from my desk, heading to the parking lot. I unlocked my car when I heard footsteps behind me. I turned around and my eyes met Jack's

"Camille" he said

"You bastard. What do you think you're doing? Threatening me?"

"You want me to call the cops instead? Tell them how you tried to kill me for no reason . Probably after stalking me" he smirked

"What the hell Jack?" I yelled at him

He came closer but I took a step back, not letting him out of my sight.

"Be careful Camille. First things first, you'll get rid of the baby then maybe I'll let you off easy"

"Go to hell" I said trying to get into my car quickly but I was grabbed by strong hands "Let me go"

A hand went over my mouth "Be quiet. Let's not do anything stupid" he said darkly. The last time I heard him sound this way was the night I almost killed him. I whimpered and nodded.

"How do you think people will react when they hear you're pregnant for a man that's not your husband huh? And also the charge for attempted murder?" His hand was grabbing my face, squeezing a bit hard. "Don't worry proof is easy to come by"

I lowered my gaze as he released me then walked away. I got into my car and let the tears fall, my head leaning on the steering wheel. After a while I cleaned up and was on my way home.

Jack was terrible, how couldn't I see through his facade? Did Skye realize how cunning Jack was? It was hard to admit but I'd been envious of Skye long time ago, you could say I was jealous. She acted like everything was always perfect and somehow everyone liked her. Jack and I got acquainted during one of the regular neighborhood hangouts.

Roy hadn't been home in a month. One lonely night and a kiss was all it took to ignite our affair. He complained about his wife, fueling my distaste for her.

I found out I was pregnant and decided to tell Jack. He was angry and said a lot of hurtful things, he said I was careless. He avoided me for a while but one night he agreed to meet me to talk things out.

The conversation got heated, he made everything seem like my fault, it hurt. He told me to stay away from him and get rid of the baby before it was too late. He didn't want anything to do with me after that, I trembled as his words were like knives to my already broken heart. I began to walk away when I saw a stray brick from a recent repair in the parking lot. Jack was walking slowly to his car trying to make a call when I lunged at him, slamming the brick on his head.

He fell on his knees and I ran away, speeding home. I was sure I looked pale, that was a stupid move.

I'd get rid of the baby as soon as possible and stay away from Jack, hopefully he'd stick to his word and not press charges. I could lose everything, I sobbed in the car as I parked in my garage before going in.