All thoughts flew straight out of my head at what I saw next. Alice had her arms wrapped around Hunter and it looked like he was also holding onto her.
I leaned back against the wall with my hand over my chest.
Was this why he’d left our room in such a hurry? In order to come here and be with his mistress? I felt anger course through my veins. I couldn’t remember the last time I’d felt this angry about something.
How stupid was I to believe that he was hurting and in pain? Why did I even want to come here and comfort him? He seemed to be doing perfectly fine with his God damn mistress.
I flinched when the door closed and Alice walked out. Her eyes found me and she had a smirk on her face. I wanted to slap the look right out of her.
“What are you doing here?” She asked.
“I should be asking you that question.” I snapped.
She laughed. “I can see you got to see the last bit of our show.”
I narrowed my eyes. “What the hell is that supposed to mean?”
She straightened her back and played with her hair. “Let’s just say I was able to satisfy your husband when you couldn’t.”
I felt the rage within me intensify at her words.
“I told you already Isabella. You can’t replace me. He’s always going to run to me. He’s been doing it since the death of his first wife.” She teased.
I couldn’t stay here and listen to any more of this. I could hear Alice laughing behind me as I made my way back to the room. I was so angry that I could barely see anything in front of me, the anger clouded my vision and my heart.
If Hunter and his mistress wanted to play this dangerous game, then I could play as well.
I wouldn’t rest until I got back at Hunter for tonight.
Wouldn’t rest.
***HUnTER***
I g*****d as the sun kissed my skin, it felt hot and painful everywhere. I rolled onto my back and stayed there completely motionless for a minute. Memories from last night crashed into my mind causing me to jerk upright. I opened an eye and tried to adjust to the brightness. My eyelids felt heavy and my head hurt everywhere.
I looked around me to see that I was still in my study. from the shitty way that I was feeling right now it was safe to say that I’d drank too much last night and fallen asleep in here. I couldn’t remember much. The last thing I remembered was telling Alice to leave when she tried to hug me one last time. I’d already started drinking by then and I had no idea what happened after.
Judging by the messed up room, I would guess that I may have fought with the furniture, threw some chairs … broke some glass. Damn, I did a lot in here without even realizing it.
It’s been a while since I’d done something like this. When I’d first lost Maggie, I’d almost destroyed the entire house with rage. Bruce and my sister had to stay with me for months to ensure that I didn’t do anything like that again.
At least this time I’d limited the damage to one room alone.
I sighed and rubbed a hand down my face. I didn’t know what I was doing to my life anymore. I’d grown accustomed to not caring about anything or anyone. I knew how to control my temper but now everything was reversed. I felt like I no longer had control of my own body and all of it was because of Isabella.
“Isabella.”
Her name fell from my lips like music from a violin. I felt rage at my own weakness. I swore to myself never to allow myself to experience anything close to the pain I’d had to endure in the past.
I slammed my fist against the wall in anger. I wasn’t about to do this to myself again… I would not allow it this time.
………….
***ISABELLA***
I was still angry after last night. Hunter never came to me and I had no idea what he did last night. Maybe he spent it with his mistress, anything was possible.
I grabbed my plate off the table and proceeded to the kitchen. The maid’s eyes widened as soon as she saw me walking in and she quickly took the plate from me. “I’ll take that miss.”
“It’s really okay, I can do it.”
She shook her head at me and placed it into the sink. “no, I mustn’t let you do that, it’s my job.”
I watched the middle aged woman closely. She looked like someone who’d been here long enough to remember Hunter’s first wife. After seeing the picture of her, I wanted to know much more about her and I knew that Hunter would never tell me.
“What do you know about Maggie?” I asked before I could stop myself.
Her back stiffened at my question and I could tell that she was hesitant to say anything.
“We don’t really talk about her around here.” She confessed as she started to scrub the plate. She paused and turned to gaze at me. I didn’t know what she saw in my expression but for some reason her entire stance changed, she looked like she was a lot more willing to tell me what she was thinking now than before. “But there’s something strange about our last madam. She was never happy. She would act like she was happy around Hunter but whenever he left she would look a lot happier. All of us could tell that she was trying to portray something to Hunter than what she actually truly was feeling. Everyone in the house saw it except for him. no one dared to say a word however. He’s always been blinded in his love for her, that hasn’t changed even up to now.”
That didn’t seem right to me. The woman in the picture looked genuinely happy. This wasn’t the first person to tell me this however.
There was something about Maggie that people were keeping from me, nothing about her death seemed normal. Maybe there was a lot more that I didn’t know, maybe that was why Hunter was so caught up in her death and unable to move forward from it. I didn’t think anyone here would be willing to tell me anything more however. They seemed uptight and scared whenever I mentioned her. Judging by the way Hunter acted after just seeing her picture I shouldn’t have been surprised at all.
“Thank you for telling me this.”
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