Read Story: SEASON 2 EPISODE 13
He fetched his phone ready to tell Morgan his best friend everything that had just happened, when his door bell rang a second time.
He rushed and pulled the door open.
‘Wendy’ he parted the door and welcomed her in.
‘Greg…I don’t have much time but you must forgive me’ she fiddled with her hands.
‘Forgive you? I don’t understand’ he folded his hands across his chest. What was happening? First, it was Trudy, now Wendy?
‘Take a seat; you look nervous’ he pulled a bottle of water from the fridge and offered it to her.
He didn’t know if this was a good time, but he felt like hitting the nail straight on the head; he liked Wendy only as the mother of their unborn daughter Lucy and he was done being dishonest with her and himself.
‘How is our daughter doing’? Greg smiled.
‘About that…’ Wendy licked her lips, she needed to fix this, and she quickly reminded herself.
‘Are you okay Wendy’? He moved closer to her.
‘Did something bad happen to the baby’? He swallowed.
She nodded her head and burst into tears ‘I am so sorry Greg’.
He encircled her in his arms and pressed a soft kiss on her hair, he felt her pain and the news hurt him too. It was more hurting than his father’s and Nathan’s betrayal.
‘I was never pregnant Greg’ she blurted out.
He was too stricken with grief to hear her; he thought about Lucy and all the plans he had for her.
‘I was never pregnant Greg, I lied’ she pulled away from him and then jumped to her feet.
‘I lied. I really wanted us to be together at all costs; I am sorry for everything. I am not longer interested in getting married to you’ a tear slipped from her left eye.
‘You lied to me? You’re despicable’ she he exhaled. Wendy was more than a devil; how could someone cook up such an expensive lie?
‘Amanda is not a Kleptomaniac, I cooked that up because I saw you picked interest in her and I felt jealous and insecure, but all that is over now. Here’s your wallet’ she dropped the piece on the table.
‘Did you break into my house’? Greg’s mouth fell open.
‘No. There’s no proof. Have a nice life’ she wiped her face, straightened her gown and left for the door.
‘I can’t believe you Wendy; you faked a pregnancy and you broke into my house and accused some innocent person, I can’t let it go’ Greg moved to stop her.
‘Don’t act like you are a saint Greg; I know you never really wanted that marriage; you were just acting up same as me. You only cared because you thought I was carrying a child, your child’ she jerked her arm away from his’.
‘Is that all you can say’? Greg asked.
‘Look into my eyes Greg and tell me that everything I just said was a lie’ she asked.
Greg felt slightly guilty as he had wanted the marriage for selfish reasons; he had planned to divorce her once he was able to cover the 10% her parents put into Beecroft.
‘I know I was wrong, but breaking into my house? Wendy, you went too far’ he was disappointed in her.
‘I am sorry once again, I really have to go now’ she hurried out of his house.
Greg was stunned, so many things ran through his mind; how was he going to face her now? He had almost believed Wendy that she was a kleptomaniac.
‘Who now’? He almost screamed as his doorbell rung a third time.
‘I am sorry Greg but my trackers were not able to find anything substantial, I am so confused right now’ Morgan rushed into the house.
‘What are those’? He paused and scanned the empire of files that lay on the table.
‘Come, I have a lot to share with you, I am getting my company back’ Greg moved to the table.
It took Greg thirty minutes to explain everything that had happened during Trudy’s and Wendy’s visit.
‘Sounds like a movie to me’ Morgan whistled, this was unbelievable.
‘Which of the stories’? Greg asked.
‘Both. Those women are crazy, especially Wendy. She is such a liar and a b---h. I told you I didn’t think Amanda was a Kleptomaniac’ Morgan laughed.
He felt more relaxed now that his friend was absolved; his humor had returned.
‘So what are we going to do next’? Greg stared at all the files and the voice recorder.
‘We’re calling your lawyers right away, you’re getting back to your seat and your brother is going to jail’ Morgan’s voice was laced with a high dose of confidence.
‘I’ll be fine here’ Amanda said to the cab driver as the car came to a halt.
‘Are you sure ma’m’? He asked.
‘Yes. Thank you’ she fetched the bunny and stepped down from the car.
Her eyes were glued to the glorious mansion before her, she had never seen a house as beautiful as this; it was enormous; its architectural design was every bit unique and classy.
‘Let’s get on with it Lucy’ she blew the bunny a final kiss. She had come to deliver it back to Greg along his pity money, which she didn’t need.
‘I can do this’ she sighed and pounced the door with her fists.
There was no answer; she suddenly felt nervous and wondered if this was the right time; he had just been deposed, what if he was not in the mood to see someone?
‘Here we go again’ she raised her fists ready to knock again, when the door flung open and she stood face to face with him.