Chapter 17.

Chapter 17.

It has been two days already, and Fredrick’s phone hasn't been connecting.

Also, Harris and his wife haven't been at home for the past two days.

Where could they have gone?

I thought they would be waiting for me so they would vent their anger over what I did that day, but I returned and met an empty place.

Surprisingly, they didn't take away anything from my room, including the documents to the estate.

Weird.

“Blair!”

Thinking of the devils.

“Blair!”

What on earth brought them back?

Harris pushed the door open and stormed in.

“What?”

I asked, standing up from the bed.

He scanned the room, then looked at me.

“Where is that document?”

What da!

“I am talking to you!”

He thundered when I didn't answer him.

Pfft.

That doesn't scare me.

“Get out of my room, Harris.”

I sat down on the bed, facing the door to the balcony, and the next sound I heard was a trigger being pulled.

When I turned around,

Harris was pointing a gun at me.

What!

My head spun, and my jaw dropped.

Where on earth did he obtain a gun?

What is he up to?

“Hand over those documents now or I'll pull this!”

He commanded.

Whoa!

So he is going to kill me if I don't hand them over?

“Get up now!”

He stepped forward, still pointing the gun at me.

I stood on my feet, but didn't move a step.

There is no way I will give the document to him,

No,

I can't do that.

Who knows?

That gun contains nothing.

“Stop playing around, Harris, and also quit dreaming.”

He laughed maniacally and,

Whoof!

I squat down,

My hands swung over my head.

That is a real gun,

And he will kill me if I don't give him what he wants.

“Tell me where they are right now or I'll pull!”

He threatened.

“Pull it!”

Wait,

That is,

Fredrick!

Oh my goodness!

“Dad?”

Harris looked so confused.

“I have no idea it has reached this extent, Harris. You dare to point a gun at my wife? You didn't even stop there, you fired a gun in my room?”

Fredrick's eyes were so red in anger as he yelled at Harris.

He grabbed Harris's collar and pinned him to the wall.

“You bastard!”

He slapped him,

Then punched him,

And then pushed him to the floor.

Harris was still holding the gun and it scares me that he might fire at his Dad.

“How dare you, Harris?”

He punched him again in his face.

“Breaking her heart isn't enough, right? You want her dead because she married your Dad!”

What!

My eyes widened in shock, as did Harris’s.

Fredrick knows about this?

Oh my God!

“Do you think I didn't know that you annulled your wedding with Blair so you could marry her best friend?”

My heart skipped a beat.

How did Frederick get to know about all these?

Wait,

Does he also know why I am here?

“You know what?”

He stepped back and brought out his phone from his pocket.

“I think it is high time I teach you a lesson.”

What lesson?

What is he going to do?

He punched his phone for a few seconds and tossed it on the bed.

When he took the gun away from Harris, I sighed in relief.

“Harris!”

Jessy barged inside the room panting.

She knelt in front of him and cupped his face in her palms.

“I told you not to do this,”

What nonsense.

But this is serious,

Everything has taken another turn.

And now that Fredrick has found out my relationship with Harris,

What will happen next?

“Little dove?”

He swept my hair to one side and wrapped his arms around my shoulder.

I was still shocked at that moment and I broke down in tears when he held me.

He held my head close to his chest and patted my back gently.

“It's okay, I am here.”

Gosh!

This isn't right,

I never wanted him to find out about Harris and me,

At least not now.

Now I won't be able to take my revenge,

What should I do?

Outside the room, footsteps were approaching,

And it wasn't one person, it sounded like a lot of people.

Then it stopped in front of the room, and a knock came.

“Come in.”

Fredrick called out.

When the door was opened, four cops walked in, each armored with a gun.

“That is him over there, take him away.”

What!

“Dad!”

Harris exclaimed shockingly.

He isn't getting him arrested, is he?

“Lock him in the prison till further notice.”

He ordered.

“Are you doing this because of her?”

Harris pointed at me,

And for the first time, I could see tears streaming down his face.

“Yes. And for her, there is nothing I can not do!”

Fredrick snapped.

OMG!

Is he really serious about me?

“Take him away this instant, and do not release him until I say so.”

They handcuffed him and lifted him to his feet.

“Dad, please,”

Jessy cried out.

“Get out of my room!”

He thundered as soon as Harris was taken out of the room.

Jessy ran out, crying out loud that her voice echoed in the house.

At that moment, my mind became uneasy.

Fredrick has just gotten his son arrested because of me,

Even though I want Harris to cry and plead with me for forgiveness, I think it has gotten out of hand.

But it isn't my fault, is it?

He was the one who took things too far.

“So sorry about that, okay?”

He lifted me and carried me to the bed, and then lay me down.

“Harris will never repeat this, he won't hurt you anymore.”

He wiped the tears on my face as I bobbed my head.

And then, he lifted my chin and kissed my lips.

“I am here for you, Blair, no one will make you sad again as long as you are my wife.”

Really?

Does he still care for me?

Or is he just pretending?