Jasper stared at her, the exaggerated performance making a wave of disgust rise in his chest.
How had he ever thought Molly was anything like Selena? They were nothing alike, not even close.
Selena was genuine and pure, the kind of woman who would never stoop to something as vile as drugging him. She was like the
moon in the sky–distant, radiant, and untouchable. Molly, on the other hand, was nothing more than dirt beneath his feet.
The last shred of illusion Jasper had about Molly shattered completely.
“Mr. Brook, you have to believe me,” Molly pleaded with tears streaming down her face. “I swear, I didn’t go to her.”
Before she could say more, Jasper’s face darkened, and with a sharp motion, he slapped her hard across the face.
“Liar. How dare you try to fool me? Do you think I’m blind, that I can’t see what you’ve been doing? You provoked Selena, and
you still dare to covet the title of Mrs. Brook?
“Let me tell you something: the only woman who will ever hold that title is Selena. She’s the only one worthy of being my wife.
You’re nothing but trash–a cheap woman selling yourself. What right do you have to act superior?
“Give Selena back to me. Give her back!”
Jasper’s eyes burned red with fury as he kicked Molly to the ground, his entire body trembling with rage. His eyes brimmed with hatred as he looked at her.
If Molly hadn’t been so brazen and gone out of her way to provoke Selena, she never would have discovered the truth, never would have ended up in the emergency room in tears, and never would have walked away in despair.
It was all Molly’s fault–this vile woman was to blame.
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Molly’s screams filled the room as Jasper struck her mercilessly with every blow.
She sobbed and begged for mercy, “Mr. Brook, please stop! Don’t! I’m carrying your child. Please, don’t hit me anymore!”
His child?
Hearing those words only fueled Jasper’s fury.
He pressed his foot against Molly’s swollen stomach, his teeth clenched in rage. “My child? You think you’re worthy of bearing
my child? That bastard should have never existed!”
With those words, he stomped down hard. Blood soon filled the room with a metallic stench.
Molly’s face turned deathly pale, her body drenched in sweat as a harrowing scream tore through the air.
Hearing the commotion, people rushed in to find her collapsed in a pool of blood, her body bruised and battered beyond
recognition.
Jasper stormed into the control room, forcing the captain to turn the ship around.
The cruise ship sped back toward the shore at its fastest pace.
Jasper thought to himself, “Maybe Selena is just upset and went home. She wouldn’t truly leave me. We have been together for
twenty years. She can’t live without me.”
When Jasper arrived home and saw that everything seemed untouched, he finally let out a breath of relief.
The room looked the same; nothing seemed missing. It appeared Selena hadn’t left after all.
But when he opened the closet and saw it half–empty–her usual belongings gone–the panic returned, gripping him like a vice,
His eyes landed on the wall. The wedding photo that should have shown two people now only displayed him.
Jasper collapsed to the floor, his last thread of hope snapping.
Any sliver of hope he’d held onto on the cruise ship was now utterly destroyed.
Selena had truly left him.
