Chapter 2 Cheating

• Chapter 141
• Lucia quickly got up, wrapping herself with the duvet while Frederick stood in her front as a shield, facing Precious.
• "I can explain this..." Frederick stuttered as he tried to actualize the surroundings.
• Precious trembled, and her legs wobbled and she almost collapsed to the floor underneath her.
• She hurried over to the wall, leaning her back as a support then hit her head hard on the wall.
• This should be a nightmare and not real.
• Frederick sighed and twisted his knuckles. "Precious, I can explain."
• Precious nipped her neck towards the direction of Lucia, and tears rolled down her cheeks. "Lucia, is this a dream?" she asked Lucia who was busy putting on her clothes.
• Lucia hissed and continued with what she was doing.
• Precious shook her head and took some brave steps forward when Fredrick blocked her, trying to persuade her with his sweet words.
• Precious wondered the type of lies Frederick would say this time around.
• "Like Lucia, you're sleeping with my husband? Someone should wake me from these terrible dreams!"
• Fred held her down trying to stop her from approaching Lucia.
• "Precious calm down and allow me to explain things to you or..."
• "No!" precious screamed. "Don't tell me to calm down. You were cheating on me with my best friend, how long has this been going on?" she asked with a tear-filled voice.
• "So it's been here since all these years. You've been dating her for all these years, she even has a child for you, you..." precious choked on her last words, and thick mucus poured out of her nose.
• Lucia tied her hair and applied her lip gloss.
• "She's my friend, Fredrick... she's my friend," she burst into tears.
• "Calm down and allow me to explain things to you." Fredrick cuddled her, trying to stop her from approaching Lucia.
• Precious broke free from their hold, brought out her phone from the purse, and with a trembling hand dialed the investigator's number.
• "Hi," the investigator said over the line.
• "The person is my supposed best friend..." She sputtered.
• "Yes, I know and their relationship has been on for the past five years. I'll send you the other pictures of them in Maldives last year."
• "No... it can't... be," Precious almost suffered a heart seizure. "Lucia!"
• She yelled charging forth but was pushed by Fredrick.
• Precious tried to push Frederick away but his masculine hold around her was too tight.
• "I told you about my husband cheating on me, and you asked me to divorce him. I told you he was missing and you told me..." she yielded to the compulsive sob that shook her.
• She rigidly held her tears in check.
• "Lucia you're evil!" precious declared.
• "We can talk outside," Fredrick puts his hands on her shoulders in a possessive gesture.
• Her mood veered suddenly to anger as she pushed him off her. "Get off me!"
• Suddenly they were taken aback by the clearing of throat from Lucia.
• "Look you've caught us and I'm glad this... this happened. Sorry, this is either not new under the sun."
• Precious's mouth dropped in shock.
• Fredrick was quiet all the while, he moved away from Precious towards Lucia, wrapping his hands around her waist.
• "This is the woman I love, precious. I'm sorry you find out this way, I was going to divorce you anyway."
• Precious let out a dry laugh, and poked with her fingers. "You're going to divorce me for Lucia? My best friend?"
• Fredrick shook his head. "I'm going to divorce you because I don't love you. You smell so bad, and you're pumpkins from the countryside."
• Precious bites on her lower lips, then takes off her shoes and throws it at them but Fredrick blocks the shoes with his hands.
• "You dare to hurt her, and I'll report you to the police!"
• Precious shook her head sadly, she couldn't believe her husband would stand there remorsefully, prideful without even feeling guilty for cheating on her with her best friend.
• "I'm going to sue you, Lucia, remember you're married. I'll sue you for sleeping with my husband."
• "Try it and you'll lose your only child." Lucia's voice was stern with no vestige of sympathy in its hardness. "Not only your child but everything you think you owned. Precious, all you have is me, you've nothing. From your undies, clothes, hair, phones, car, and shoes that you own all belongs to me."
• "Fredrick would have long divorced you if it wasn't for me. You'll walk out of this marriage naked if I want to, I own this fucking show. Your husband does exactly what I asked him to do." She spoke with a hint of boastfulness.
• Tensions snaked through her inside, and Precious had to swallow down her panic. Blinking, trying so hard not to cry.
• "You witch! You jezebel!"
• "I don't care what you call me, but you could have just stayed at home with your cerebral palsy daughter! Why chase after a man who doesn't love you? You could have used those energies to work on yourself, dummy!"
• Precious swallowed down a spiteful lump and laughed. "Lucia..."
• "If I were you I'd go home to my bipolar child, to clean her mess," Lucia said with a contorted look etching on her face. "Besides, Fred doesn't love you and nah he doesn't want your cerebral daughter. I gave him a son, an heir,"
• "You are committing a paternity fraud with my husband? Giving my husband's child to your husband?" Precious burst into a sardonic laughter.
• "And so?" Lucia chimed, her brows creasing.
• "Thanks for being so dumb 'cause I recorded everything you've said on my phone and I'm sending all this evidence to your husband, Miss Smartie!" Precious said softly, mockingly.
• A suggestion of annoyance hovered In Lucia's eyes, the corner of her mouth twisted in exasperation as she stared at precious, frowning.
• Lucia's lips trembled as she slid her gaze to Fredrick, her straight glance seemed to be blaming him coldly.
• "Just let her go, Lucia. She's just bluffing, she isn't going to talk." Fredrick chimed in a pleading tone.
• Lucia's voice was cold and sharp as she spoke, "She knew our secrets. If she revealed that, my reputation would be ruined, my husband would divorce me and we would lose everything we've been laboring for the past three years."
• An aloof silence pierced through the air and they watched Lucia walking away, then returning in a few seconds with a knife in her hands.
• Lucia strolled towards Fredrick and gave him the knife.
• In a swift tone, she ordered. "Clean your mess. You know how badly I detest mistakes in my dictionary."
• Fears, stark and vivid, glittered in Precious's eyes, she began to shake as a fearful image built in her mind.
• A brittle silence loomed in the room like a graveyard, and then Fredrick's voice broke through the air.
• "I'm sorry Precious, you shouldn't have been here in the first place." He said approaching her, almost bringing the knife to her chest, then he stopped.
• In a blink of an eye, the knife was grabbed from Fredrick's grasp and was lurched into her chest for a good 6 times.
• Precious tried to push her off, but collapsed to her knees, Lucia kicked against her chest.
• The fight to stay alive was a great cause, as she dropped to the ground, rolling onto her back, tears misting in her eyes, and blood sputtering out.
• She watched as her phone was brought to her face and destroyed before darkness bled in from the corner of her eyes until all the light went out.
• "Mummy!" A croaky voice sounded from the doorway, attention to the door revealing a five-year-old bipolar girl, with saliva dripping down her mouth. "What have you done to my mum?" She asked in a slur.
• But Lucia was quick to throw a knife which pierced through the little girl's forehead, coming out from the back of her head.
• In Precious's frail subconscious, her thoughts go to her bipolar daughter, Lucia threatens to kill her and...
• She prayed to God at the moment if only there was a second chance, she would go away from Fredrick and protect her child.
• "God a second chance, I beseeched." As she prayed, she felt a compelling force extracting her life out of her body.
• In a flash, her soul soared into the sky, and abruptly, her body froze midway in the air, brightness and light descending on her.
• "Open your eyes!" A voice ordered.
• Precious tried to open her eyes, but the brightness was oppressive, burning her eyes, and her eyes fluttered shut.
• A growl repeats itself, and it sounds, irritated and angry even.
• Precious felt some shivers running through her, and her eyes fluttered to see the brightness fading.
• She saw herself surrounded by a mist of darkness, and then a growling sound that sounded terrifying erupted in the air.
• Her eyes were forced closed and when she opened them, her gaze held two orbs that glowed from the darkness.
• A hissing sound, followed by a deep roar. "You're unlike me!" There was evidence of hatred in the voice.
• Although Precious was in an unconscious state, but could now see the person speaking as a replicate of her.
• How is this possible?
• A clone of her!
• 'Who are you?' Precious's words echoed in her mind, and the fiery gaze from the orbs became more tense and hot.