Chapter 8

“Hello, darling; you seem too happy; enjoying your life? Your boyfriend’s driver beat me black and blue, and you did not even call to enquire about me health,” Fredrick accused Aliza. 

“It...it is not what...you think. I was busy unpacking the luggage, I...I was supposed to call you tomorrow,” Aliza replied, stammering in fear. 

“Oh, yeah, keep your false sympathy with you, Aliza. I know your true colors; you are too happy to reach your new toy. You are a fucking whore,” he spat his last words with venom.

“But I’m not your mum to keep my hands folded. Remember we are engaged? How could you dare leave your fiance in his helpless state while you enjoy bonking that man there?” He roared at her, nursing his injured leg.

“Fredrick, please, do not accuse me of something I haven’t ever done,” Aliza cried, claiming her innocence. 

“Do not show me your crocodi