I ignored the knock, as I prickled my arm with the shard to maintain my wits about me. Was the plan for Lyle to spike my drink and for Crystal to catch me cheating?

 

It was a good plan, admittedly. Lyle had never wanted a divorce because he did not want the unbearable reputation of leaving his first wife. He was so unwilling that he had gone to the extent of fabricating the circumstances of my unfaithfulness to compel me to sign the divorce papers. In response to my reluctance to do so, they had come up with a plan as drastic as this.

 

already decided that I would agree to whatever condition that Lyle

wanted to marry him. Why would I allow my name to be

Crystal’s voice again. “Benjamin told me that

at the wretched figure on the floor and recalled that he might possibly be a Mr. Wilson. It didn’t look like he was going to regain consciousness any time soon, much less have the strength to get up, courtesy of

the door in at the lack of a response from me and rushed in at once. “Hey, Yvonne,” she shouted, scandalized. “How could you do something

rubbish. Didn’t he already give you his love? I chuckled with a derisive

 

subdue Mr. Wilson. Her mouth dropped open in a perfectly round “O” and could not think of anything

had planned ahead. The people she had brought along with her were all youngsters who were experts in turning a hint of scandal and gossip into the gospel truth. Elders who would have a much more discerning eye were conveniently absent. However, they too were struck dumb with surprise at the sight of the bloody scene before

another layer of deception. Shouldn’t it be the first thing he did to remove his jacket to cover up his wife in such a sorry state? To cover up

 

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