Five Lost Angels: My Husband's Fatal Deception novel Chapter 156

Zoe's random query didn't let me deny my date night at the hotel; it was almost impossible to explain to a five-year-old the purpose of staying outside when I had a big Villa. The top portion of my body instantly caught fire, intending to end Leo's presumptuous presence from earth, he must have filled this venom in my baby's head to get even with me.

He was jealous, looking for ways to destroy my relationship with Bright. But I had never thought that he would stoop so low for his motives. Fuming in anger, I was on my way to confront Leo after kids' breakfast when I passed through the laundry room, some incoherent sentences resonating in the silence of my Villa slithered into my ears.

"Zoe is just a kid. Why did you tell him about Miss Laura?"

The anger was evident from the old butler's contemptuous voice as he questioned his wife, I was alarmed by her embarrassed tone in response,

"I didn't mean to cause any damage, Frank. It's only that I was busy at work when Zoe called to look for his comics last night. He wanted to talk to his mommy. What was I supposed to do?"

Butler Frank sounded furious than before, lashing out in a split second,

"You could have said that his mommy is asleep or taking a shower. What was the need of saying that Mr. Bright took her to the hotel for a date ..."

Damn it!

My hand flew to my mouth as the momentary shock froze the air in my lungs, the wave of instant regret flipped my heart. It was Mrs. Dario's mistake to inform Zoe about my personal matters, and I wrongly accused Leo, taking him as a petty man.

Oh, my gosh! What was I about to do just now?

Thankfully, the immoral deed of eavesdropping saved my face today, I would have created an unnecessary scene due to my wild guess.

Anyway, I castigated my servants and asked them to keep their mouths shut if they wanted their jobs.

Then I dropped my kids to their ice hockey practice, they had a party with their fellows to celebrate the win. Bright got a call from work, so technically, my afternoon was free. I went shopping to buy good stuff for myself.

Yesterday's date was a super hit, and I truly felt myself after a long time, so it was the time for a make-over. I would love to see the surprised look on Bright's face after seeing me in bold clothes.

Grinning like an idiot teenager, I swiped my card for every loud and revealing dress to spice up our bedroom life, it was natural for any girl to crush over Bright after being with him. He was irresistible, an eye candy for even boys. I was lucky to have him for myself.

The first round of shopping was clothes, then I explored the Gucci store for heels, but the size issue troubled me later. I realized it after coming to the car that I bought the wrong size, changing the product and time wastage made me lazy. I picked my cell phone to call the store manager when an incoming call from an unknown number interrupted me. I answered it because it could be a grateful parent or a sponsor.

However, a serious feminine tone addressed me, "Are you Laura, Bright's girlfriend?"

Well, this direct query wasn't something one could expect as greetings. I got confused and spoke, "Yes. Who are you?"

Instead of replying to my query, she ordered me firmly, "I need to talk about Bright. Meet me at Paradise café in fifteen minutes."

"But ..."

That woman disconnected the call, leaving me aghast, the tinge of possessiveness in her commanding tone challenged me for a face off shortly. My instinct said that she was unhappy with my relationship, the thought of having competition thrilled me.

"You can be all young or beautiful, but Bright have promised to marry me. Let me see how you snatch my love from me!"

Feeling overconfident, I walked towards the corner booth and approached the short-haired woman, calling her from behind.

"What do you want to say about my fiancé?"

Slowly, she turned.

My breath hitched.

Blue eyes. Cold. Sharp. Piercing.

A chill ran down my spine.

And then—she spoke.

That woman slowly turned and raised her head, her blue eyes ran a chill down my spine as she said,

"Whatever you wish to hear about my son, girl!"