He didn’t believe it. It can not be a coincidence that Vincent had appeared in the hospital and
unnecessarily for the first time he tried to mingle into Henry. Plus his grandfather's involvement in
Bella's torture in prison plus Vincent's conversation with Leo and Leo's disappearance rose a doubt in
Henry's heart. There is alot more to the story that he knows. And now he is determined to know the
truth and bring his woman back.
He was sure about Vincent's involvement as Henry, through all the possible CCTV footages, he could
calculate that by the time Vincent left the hospital, Bella had already left the city. The only explanation
is that Vincent was there, just to buy the woman time to leave.
The black Bentley roared out and dashed on this prosperous city road until he arrived at the door of an
independent villa. Henry got out of the car and Martin Li and few other bodyguards followed behind got
out of the car together, along with Henry. They all appeared at the entrance of the villa at the same
time.
Martin reached out and pressed the doorbell.
“Can I help you?”
“We are looking for your master.”
"Wait a moment…”
Before Vincent's manager could finish speaking, he was whizzed by a hurricane in front of him caused
by sudden approach of Henry,
“Sir, you can’t forcefully break into a private house…”
“Let your master sue me.”
“…”
On the spiral staircase, a figure appeared,
"Should I consider it a pleasure to my house or to me that the great Henry Jackson has finally given us
a visit?”
Said Vincent in a mockery while elegantly holding a glass of red wine in his hand. Henry stood still and
looked up at the second floor,
“Vincent, your appearance at the hospital the other day... was it done deliberately?”
“Yes, I did it deliberately.”
Vincent said without hesitation. Henry sneered. Without running around the Bushes, he directly
demanded.
“Where is she? Give her back to me?"
“She... Her! Who? Bella? Isn't she your wife! When you don’t even know where she has gone. How
would I know?”
“Vincent, don't underestimate me and don't over estimate yourself. Do you and the old man treat me as
a fool? Five years ago, didn't you and the old man planned all this!
Even if I want to, there is nothing I can change what happened then. But I want to know why was all
that planned? Even if you don't tell me, I will find out myself.
I know that old man still has selfish intentions and wants to let you to be recognized as a Jackson. But
you, Vincent, if you think I will ever let you be recognized as a Jackson then dream on."
After a while Henry strode towards the bar. Took out a bottle, poured wine gracefully into a crystal
glass. After taking a big dip, he looked at Vincent once again, who was now standing right infront of
Henry, with eyes full of hatred.
"You really hate me right Vincent? What do you wanted to prove by plotting all this five years ago?
Prove that you, Vincent, was better than me?
You really think, I didn't know that old man proposed your hand for Bella. I know all. You are naive. You
really thought that my Bella would have chosen you on me. Never.
But was her mere rejection so grave that you planned to destroy her completely. What was her fault?
I have seen the real file. The real evidences. Cindy herself planned everything. From the very first start.
I saw how she managed to fool Alora and took Bella's mobile phone, which Bella forgot on the table
while she went to the washroom. I saw Alora typing something on Bella's phone. It was the same time
duration in which Cindy received a message from Bella that stated that,
'she will be coming to the WILD HUNT CLUB and Cindy should reach early as the former has planned
a surprise for her.'
Before Bella could return, Alora kept the phone back at it's place. Imagine this message was the major
evidence which held Bella guilty for everything that happened to Cindy.
You know what I was able to get hold of one of the gangsters who raped Cindy. I kept him in dungeon
for days. I starved him without food and water for days and finally he spoke.
It was Cindy who hired these bastards. She first wanted to ruin Bella's innocence, so that Bella would
never have a face to show in public but what she didn’t expect was that her plan will backfire. Bella was
caught up in a traffic and Cindy got rapped by those drunken bastards."
"Well.... and how does that involve me?"
Asked Vincent with full confidence in his sexy voice.
"Cindy planned for these gangsters but who do you think payed them? As I can understand, Cindy
payed them to rape Bella but someone gave them a higher price on the back foot, so that the
gangsters will turn back and ruin Cindy instead. So was is you or the old man who payed for this?
Plus I also want to know why did Cindy come out of your car when she reached WILD HUNT club? And
why such a club?"
As Vincent was listening to Henry, his eyes were full of guilt. Yes, he felt guilty of everything that he has
done with Bella and to Bella. But he knew this is not the right time to show his guilt. Even he wants to
know lot of answers to his questions. And more importantly he himself wants to know the wear abouts
of that woman who was the first and last woman who stole his heart.
His heart still beats for her. His hands still lingers to touch her soft body. His lips still wants to suck the
nectar of that woman's mouth. His body still reacts with the thought of claiming her over and over
again.
Vincent was brought back to reality when he heard sound of a broken glass. Henry just dropped the
glass on the floor and strode towards Vincent.
"I know you won't answer anything right now but I don't care. Bella is my wife, I will do everything to
find her and I will find her. I will also find all the reason behind yours and old man's planning and trust
me the day I will come to know the truth, will be your last day on this planet."
Saying this Henry walked out of Vincent's house. The man left behind in the hall exudes a cold breath.
Vincent pulled out a self-deprecating smile. At the beginning, all of them worked together, intentionally
or unintentionally. In the end, they were able to make that woman an innocent scapegoat and entered
her into an iron cage of hell.
But now, no one would have thought that that woman will be able to fool everyone so silently and flee
away. Now when everyone wants to be with her, shower her with love care and happiness, she left
them. She left them to die in misery and guilt.
“Bella, good job.” He smiled bitterly.
........................
Knocking
“Com......"
As Claire was about to finish her words, Henry along with Martin strode inside her office in LAS DEUX.
Seeing them, Claire respectfully greeted her Big boss and asked him to take her chair.
Instead of taking her chair, Henry sat on the couch and looked at Claire intensely. For a moment Claire
was scared to look at him. She knew how much this man was suffering because of Bella's
disappearance. She was confused and also hesitated whether to tell him the truth or not.
But in the end, Claire saw Bella, just like she once saw herself. Bella’s story seems to be her own story
back then.
She was eager to help that stupid woman escape, why didn’t she want to help that stupid herself in the
past?
After listening to the story between that silly woman and the man in front of her, who can forgive this
man who once wounded that person thoroughly?
She was still in her thoughts when Henry spoke,
“What happened that day, you repeat it from beginning to end.”
Claire was calm, her mind was very clear. She could hear the sadness and tiredness in her boss's
voice. She took a deep breath and she re-said the events of that day in great detail.
There were bugs in her words, but her words were more authentic and credible.
In a criminology book, the remarks that are too detailed and have no flaws are the result of repeated
scrutiny in the mind beforehand.
Therefore, there are flaws in Claire’s words. Henry didn’t say anything, just as he couldn’t find
suspicious evidence for her from Claire’s words.
Extending his palm wearily, he pushed and waved at Claire,
"OK!"
As soon as Claire stopped talking, her office door was once again opened with force. Loud THUD voice
made all three of them to turn towards the person who was standing at the door. Seeing the person
standing there, Claire stood on her place for a minute and then turned around. It's been so many years
that he betrayed her but still his mere sight will disturb her heart completely.
Jason also saw Claire with mixed feelings. He knew that he loves Bella like he has never loved anyone
before but whenever he saw Claire, he couldn't stop himself from getting attracted towards her all over
again.
His heart almost flipped backwards whenever he saw her. There was always an urge to go and grab
that woman and take her in his arms and protect her, love her and be with her. Whenever he had these
feelings, he could consider it as his guilt to what had happened years back during their college days.
He knows that he loves only and only Bella now.
Claire calmed her heart and then with her usual cold eyes and attitude, she turned and looked at Jason
who was still standing at the door,
"Young master Morris what brings you here?"
Although Jason doesn't like the way Claire addresses him now, he knew that he can't refute. He just
gave a small smile and looked at Henry who was sitting on the couch with his head resting on the
couch head board and eyes closed.
"I am here for him."
He said while pointing at Henry. Henry knew that Jason was talking about him. He raised his head and
looked at Jason,
“What are you doing here?"
“I CAME TO SEE YOUR JOKE."
It was clearly annoying, Henry sat straight on the couch, his dark eyes fell on the ridiculous man, who
was still standing at the door but didn’t say a word for a long while. The atmosphere was silent and
weird, like the calm before the storm.
“Where is the joke? The Jackson family has not fallen, it's still there
And one single stomp from me can still make this city tremble twice.”
Jason smiled even more mockingly,
“Well, no doubt the Jackson family is still the leader. Not to mention stomping, even a sneeze can
shake the whole city.”
He bends his lips provocatively,
“But as for you the great Henry Jackson couldn't take care of his wife! Hahaha, let me laugh for a while
and say nothing. The resolute and vigorous young Master Jackson can’t even look at his wife. Who
isn’t watching your jokes in the whole city?”
Martin couldn’t wait to rush forward and cover Jason’s troubled mouth. The atmosphere is more quiet,
almost audible quiet. Jason’s smile was indescribable. Martin, who was not the person involved directly
also had an itchy fist. He carefully peeked at the man on the coach and then at Claire and secretly said,
'Not good.'
When the atmosphere was tense, a chuckle made everyone in this room amazed. Jason looked at the
source of the laughter, and the surprise between his brows could not be concealed.
'Is he insane or what? At this time surnamed Jackson, still thought to laugh?
Shouldn’t he be raising his fist and punch me in anger??
Shouldn’t he fight me vigorously???
However even if not all this then why laugh! Looks like this man has already become mad.'
“You should watch me joke. You are right. I can’t even keep the person I love by my side.”
Really crazy!
After hearing this sudden sentence from Henry, Jason was instantly stunned. He came to see Henry’s
jokes, but not such broken Henry!
“The whole city is watching my jokes. Shouldn’t you watch them too? Oh! The person I loved the most
stayed by my side for a long time, made me see a future together then left abruptly only letting myself
and our future ruined.
In this world, the most sad thing is not to never own it, but to have it… In this world, can there are
people more stupid than me?"
The man on the coach said mockingly. The kind of sadness, depressing, makes people breathless.
Jason was silent, the ridicule and the pride just now disappeared,
“There are more than you.”
There are only three simple words, but they also hide incomparable regret.
“Stupid, more than you?”
He repeated as he was also one of them. He had the woman whom he loved the most by his side who
was demanding nothing but his trust and he couldn't give her that either. He was nothing better then
Henry.
He turned his head, and said to Martin,
“Take this and help me get the things from the trunk.”
After that, the car key parabolicly landed in the palm of Martin. After a while, Martin came over with a
rectangular wooden box,
“Young Master Morris, what is this?”
“Just give it to me.”
Jason took the cuboid wooden box, opened it skillfully and raised the bottle of the most refined scotch
towards Henry,
“Hey, Henry have a drink?”
He said, and smiled bitterly,
“I’m not here to laugh at you."
Why will he laugh at Henry! What is his own position? Isn’t he himself another joke?
“I’ll be with you, get drunk!”
He said,
“We are all the same, we are all self - righteous, self - respecting. But we forgot to look back at the
person who was always besides us.
Take a look at the inside of our chest The heart is beating violently for whom?"
Henry smirked as he continued,
"Then what did we do? We all hurt the woman we loved thoroughly, did not trust her when she needed
that the most. Infact she never demanded for anything else other then our trust.
Believe me Henry, we were doomed to lose in the end."
Henry looked at Jason for a long time, and shook his head,
“I am different from you.”
He then glanced at the scotch in Jason’s hand,
“I don’t need to be drunk to relieve my sorrow and I will find her, no matter what."
“Henry do you think that you can reunite with a broken mirror? Do you think that woman will look back?
You don’t know her too much!
She is humble, but stubborn and tolerant. She will never return on her own."
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