Chapter 89. Crazy Devon

Devon took a step forward and Sharon backed, really afraid now, She could see why Ana the maid looked agitated. There was something dangerous about Devon, something in her eyes, something in the way she was talking, something vicious and frightening.

'Devon, please sit down', she said again, thinking, where are you Bryan? This is your problem, not mine, and I don't think I can cope.

Devon's smile faded. 'I can do anything', she said, her voice strangely quiet. 'Bryan brought me from France to live with him. You see he loves me, not you. I'll tell him that it's not his baby you are carrying. I kept you away from him for three years. I enjoyed seeing your face when you found me in his arms in his office that day. Bryan was angry. You poisoned his mind', she rambled on as though talking to herself.

Realisation dawned on Sharon in a sudden blinding flash. She had been wrong. For three years, she had been wrong. 'You did it delibrately, didn't you?' she said smiling herself no