FACING LOOKS
Christopher, with a scrutinizing look, wanted to know Amber’s secret, hidden things, above all, why did she cheat on him? If for him, she was everything and that’s how he always let her know and feel, since they became sweethearts.
This was something he never understood and therefore, he is not willing to forgive. Pausing, with his piercing gaze on her, suddenly, he thought of the remote possibility that she was telling the truth.
She spoke firmly, determinedly, straightforwardly and with a lot of resentment. But how to know if she was telling the truth or not? How to discover the truth of the facts, what really happened that day? After all this time.
-In any case, I swear I didn’t order you to be beaten! -On the other hand, I’m curious to know how you know that the baby was mine and not your lover’s? How? -he growled, with a look full of jealousy and hatred.
-How can I believe you? -She questioned doubtfully, with her gaze fixed on his eyes, also trying to find out if he was lying or not. For a few seconds, they held their scrutinizing gazes, searching for the truth in each other.
“As for the other thing, at some point I’ll prove my innocence to you, of all that you accuse me of What’s my name, Amber Tovar Marin! -she said, getting up from her chair, walking towards the exit.
However, taking her by the arm by surprise, he imprisoned her against the wall and took hold of her lips, cornering her tightly against the wall, with his body. This kiss revived in both of them for a fraction of a second, the old flame of passion that always enveloped them.
However, Amber making use of her martial arts skills, freed herself from him by hitting him in the weakest part of his crotch, whereupon Christopher bent down in pain and released her, leaving her free.
-Maldi…! -he snarled in rage.
-Do you think you’ll surprise me like before? -she asked, bitingly. Although obviously, that kiss was an awakening of emotions and feelings dormant for more than two years, both for one and the other.
“Damned man! He was a wall, apparently his chest muscles have hardened more, I felt it like a stone itself” she reasoned, before leaving the room, wiping her lips with her fingers.
-I swear to you on my parents, I never gave the order for you to be beaten! -As hurt and jealous as I was, I wouldn’t have done it,” he said, recovering from the low blow she gave him.This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - ©.
-Why is it that I don’t believe you? -she said, approaching the exit of the care room.
-I swear it! -he repeated, with a pleading look in her direction.
-How can I believe you? If you yourself tried to kill me when I left the hotel, without giving me the benefit of the doubt, without asking me anything, you took it all for granted,” she added, stopping in the doorway with a look full of hatred.
-What about the evidence I had? The pictures someone sent me, showing you entering the suite with Dylan,” he questioned hurt.
-WHAT EVIDENCE? -She shouted, in a fury, turning back to where he was, “What’s more, today I found out that you thought I had cheated on you with Dylan.
-And don’t you think that’s not enough? I got the bastard naked from the waist up, there in the suite, and you came out of the room, with his jacket on, finishing dressing,” he declared.
-Yes, but that was not evidence of what you assumed,” she assured him. Whereas, I did hear before I fainted, that those who beat me said it was so I wouldn’t betray anyone else, or steal information.
-And that’s why you think I did it? -Christopher interjected angrily with a threatening look.
-Ha! It’s more evidence than you had! And you considered everything they told you about me to be true,” said Amber, turning back towards the exit.
-Let’s you and me negotiate! -he replied, lowering his voice, with a whole series of confused thoughts and not knowing what to do. Because this discussion should have happened a few years ago, to clear everything up, and he didn’t do it because he was blinded.
Nevertheless, Amber continued on her way to the exit and gave him no answer.
“Obvious, she’s taking revenge” he reflected, as she walked out. Remembering, moreover, her words “for killing your own son”. If this is proven, she will never forgive him, because although he did not order her to be beaten, he did set the stage for it to happen.
These first days of confinement, even though he was in a special cell by order of his friend, were distressing and desperate for Christopher. He was remembering everything he talked to Amber, evoking every word she said, realizing that in many things she was right.
He should have first asked her, inquired, searched for the truth, especially theirs, in that hotel. So, analyzing that strong discussion with her, he reflected that upon leaving the checkpoint, despite the time elapsed, he will seek to discover what really happened in the hotel?
To do this, he will talk to Joshua, the CEO of the Rosal hotel chain, owned by his family. They should keep videos of that day like any other. So he will seek him out to help him corroborate or discover the truth about what really happened that day.
In all this time, he has always wondered why Dylan didn’t even file a complaint against him? He seems to be hiding something or doesn’t want something to be discovered. Anyway, suddenly he’s even doing it to protect his lover because the betrayal they were doing to him would come out in the open.
“That’s how much I hated her!” he thought.
“But still, I’m going to find the truth,” he reflected, convinced to seek the truth of what happened that day.
Christopher didn’t report this to his parents, Ozzy and Maddie for fear that he would give them something upon hearing the news, because they were very careful about their reputation. Although he did not like to worry them, the news about his arrest, circulated quickly in the networks, therefore, it was necessary to tell them.
Three days later
In one of the most exclusive areas of Santiago de Leon, in the mansion of the Morillo Wood family, at seven o’clock at night, ready to retire to their room, Christopher’s parents received a visit from the lawyers of the company.
They were shocked and astonished by the news of their son’s confinement in the police station.
-What? -cried his mother.
-Why? -asked his anguished father.
-When was it? -questioned Christopher’s mother…