Lust Contracts

Sudden Departure

What is going on? Why are they mentioning my husband like there’s something wrong with him? Did something happen to him?

I looked around in panic. This wasn’t the time to feel giddy about receiving public attention. Where are the security guards?

“Security!!!” I shouted loudly demanding for security to come and guard me.

These reporters are getting more aggressive as they surrounded me. For a moment, it felt like they were going to swallow me up like a tsunami wave crashing onto the shore. This is insane. A few security guards were coming my way now along with them were a few men dressed in police uniform. The police is here? Why are they here?

I had nothing but questions in my mind and none of them were getting answered. Soon, the guards were in front of me and helping to push the reporters and the paparazzies back. At the same time the policemen approached me and that was when I knew that something serious must have happened. The policemen had very sterned and grim looks on their faces.

“Mrs. Westford?” a police officer said questioningly.

“Yes. How can I help you?” I asked innocently.

“We’ll escort you up to your room and we’ll have a talk there,” one of the policemen replied sternly as his eyes darted to the reporters around us.

Right, it’s not suitable to discuss things here in front of the press. He was right, we should head up to my place. The policemen motioned for me to go ahead of him, and I nodded politely to him before walking gracefully ahead. The guards kept the crowd parted to create a path for me to walk to the entrance of the building.

The policemen followed after me and we took the private elevator up to the penthouse of the building together. My husband and I lived in the penthouse suite of the building together since we got married around two years ago. I glanced down at my mobile phone and saw that there was no call nor message from my husband. With all this ruckus going on, I wondered why he didn’t let me know in advance. I could have avoided that whole mess down there if he had just let me know.

I expect? Our

husband home? Have you met

Mrs. Westford”

with

already open wide and

Wait…the crime scene?!

panic

many questions

I said in pure

police officer said

and I felt extremely sick. I placed a hand over my

managed to say as I struggled to breathe.

they deemed that I seemed calm enough to talk, the police officers began asking me questions about George. By that time,

today. We’ll contact you if we require your assistance,” the police said with a satisfied

asked

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