Jayden had been invited to speak at a program for the awareness of child abuse at his alma mater. He had become a strong advocate for the movement against child and sexual abuse.

Lara had enrolled in the university after resigning. She was no longer Jayden's personal maid.

Dana's relationship with Trent had become serious over the past months. When Dana had introduced Trent to Lara, Lara had revealed that Trent had been her boyfriend in the past whom she had wronged by kissing another boy. However, Trent and Lara had worked out their differences and had closed up on their past peacefully.

Parker, who had been acquitted for having stabbed a man with a claim of self-defence, had been released on a reduced bail after a preliminary hearing had been held.

Katy had been accepted into the university of her choice as well.

And Emma had come out to her twin sister, Ella, who had been taken aback by the revelation of her sister's sexuality. She had been hesitant to form a conversation with Emma after the confession, but had eventually formed a closer bond with her sister, noting that it had taken a lot of strength and courage to have revealed her biggest secret. And that no matter what, she was still her sister.

Mr. Benson woke up after his message notification had sounded.

He opened the email. After flippantly reading through, he tossed the phone aside and laid back in bed, placing a hand in the brown hair of the woman he lay beside.

She purred, "She's asking for a divorce?"

"Yeah," he yawned.

Smirking, she remarked, "Good," and he returned her smirk.

"Brie, you little devil." He planted a kiss on her lips.

Brie had been living her best life with the man of her dreams. She had been successful in her endeavour to be his only woman.

She had the man all to herself now. She had warned them all.

She always got what she wanted. Mr. Benson was no exception.

He had ended up choosing her, and that was all that mattered.

Walking back to the house Mr. Benson owned after he had been kicked out by Mrs. Benson and she had been fired by the woman, a smirk adorned her full lips. She had a surprise for him tonight. She was wearing a red lace bra and pant beneath the coat she had on.

As she sauntered towards his room up the numerous stairs, she envisioned what she would do to him. She mentally scanned through several interesting sex positions. She had heard of this sex position; the eagle. It would be included in the list of positions they would try tonight. She would definitely turn him into a mad man tonight.

She reached the door and just as she was about to open it, she heard something. A voice. Soft, feminine, choked.

That was surely not the voice Mr. Benson owned.

Placing her ear on the door, her heart raced irrationally as soft moans from the other side of the door sank into her.

There was no way...

If this man dared to cheat on her, God have mercy, someone would fucking die tonight. She swore it.

Someone would die tonight.

Brie pushed open the door and laid raging eyes on Mr. Benson with a blonde woman who had her mouth full with Mr. Benson's wood, her naked rear sticking out into the air.

Disbelief coursed through Brie's little veins. Shock coiled around her unstable legs and pain stabbed through her heart as she regarded the man of her life, the man of her dreams, the man she had risked everything for, nonchalantly receive pleasure from another woman. Another fucking woman, on their bed.

What hurt the most was that ignorant, indifferent look he had on his face even while he had been caught, like he couldn't care less about it.

Anger, hurt and jealousy raptured Brie as she yelled, "What the fuck is this?!"

The blonde finished him off, withdrawing from Mr. Benson who relaxedly zipped up his jeans, slouching against the headboard.

"Jared!" Brie called. Even a banshee would be in awe of her screaming abilities.

"What, Brie?" he asked as the blonde woman clothed her naked body with her red bodycon dress. Brie wanted to gauge her eyes out and feed them to the birds chirping outside the window. Fucking animals singing happy songs during her time of pain. She wished she could kill them, as well. They too were oblivious to the grueling situation at hand.

Brie heaved, pointing at the woman but eyes engraved on Mr. Benson's soul, "What is the fucking meaning of this?"

After a lowly muttered, "Tsk, tsk, tsk," Mr. Benson decided to speak, and if he had ever been real with her conversationally, this would be the realest he had been.

"I've known I've had commitment issues since the day I threw seven years of the most meaningful relationship of my life into the gutter for a raunchy one night stand with Lawrencia. I cheated on the love of my life a few days before our wedding." He was referring to Flora, Florence's sister. "I cheated on Lawrencia too, the woman I thought I would change for, with you. Now, you don't really expect me to stay faithful to you, do you?"

Brie stood there fuming with absolute rage. The insult. The slap to the goddamn face.

He went on, "I've cheated on these women who meant the world to me at one point or the other in my life. On women with whom I've confessed the words, 'I love you'. What makes you think you're any special? What makes you think you're The one I'll forever stay committed to when I can't even feel love for you? It's all games, Brie. What's between us could never amount to any form of love. Lust, fun, whatever you want to call it. But love, don't be naive, little girl."

"Shut up!" Brie roared, "You piece of shit! How could you!" her heart rate accelerated as if Usain Bolt had rented a space in her heart as she regarded the nonchalant man with the fake blonde beside him on the bed, "You son of a bitch! Liar! You're a cheating scumbag!"

"Yet, you've known all along. It's no news, Brie," he shrugged, "I am a cheating scumbag."

He went on, "But you've been fully aware of this piece of information. Why are you now reacting to it? Is it because you're on the receiving end of the stick this time?"

Brie's heart shattered into a million pieces inside her. She had sincerely valued this man more than her own life. She had put him on a pedestal, worshipped him daily, fucked him nightly. He was her everything, yet, to him, she was nothing more than a plaything. Someone to have fun with. Someone to use.

Her eyes stung with painful unshed tears as Mr. Benson wrapped an arm around the revolting bitch who enjoyed the show before her.

"You bitch," Brie dangerously muttered, "You seem to be enjoying the show. I'll give you something to enjoy." Brie dashed out of the bedroom once the words had been uttered.

The blonde girl sat up, alarmed, "What does she mean?"

"Nothing, don't pay attention to her," Mr. Benson advised, yet he had been stepping out of bed and marching towards the door.

The blonde asked, withdrawing from the bed as well, "Then why do you suddenly look so tense?"

Mr. Benson was just about to speak when all of a sudden, Brie charged through the door like a raging lion. With the swiftness of a cheetah, she pounced on the blonde girl, sharply pulling out a knife, before forcefully plunging it into the girl's chest. Blood sputtered out of the girl's mouth and horror mirrored her facial features, hazy eyes on Brie who yelled, "You messed with the wrong girl!"

"What in the world!" Mr. Benson dragged Brie off of the dying girl, the knife still in her chest.

Brie squirmed in his grasp as he dragged her outside the room towards the top of the staircase, where she bit his arm to escape from his tight hold.

"Don't you dare touch me!" she fumed, pushing him away from her with all her might.

Mr. Benson promised, "You'll pay for that, I'll make sure of it." He pulled out his phone to call for an ambulance for the blonde girl but Brie immediately snatched his phone and threw it down the unending staircase, the front screen cracking once clashing with the ground.

"You're actually capable of taking a life?" Mr. Benson marveled at the deranged monster who had nothing but hatred blazing in her hazel eyes.

"Oh, I'm much more capable than that, you son of a bitch. I gave you my whole life, my entire being but you crushed it like it meant nothing to you. Absolutely nothing!" she roared, angry tears stinging her reddened eyes, "I'll fucking show you what it's like to have your life taken away from you."

And with that, she grabbed Mr. Benson's forearm to his unexpectedness and shoved him down the long staircase to end his life.

That was the only end the son of a bitch deserved after showing her that she had meant nothing to him.

Mr. Benson, however, grabbed onto the staircase handle and in a swift motion, shoved Brie, the girl who had literally just attempted to murder him, far away from him as possible. What he hadn't realised was how strong his push had been as Brie had immediately lost all her balance, bursting out in a scream, "Jared!" as she soared over the length of the staircase, hands stuck out in the air for help as she fell back, face contorted in shock, anguish and fear, before painfully slapping her back against the hard concrete of the base of the stairs, the sound of cracking bones drowning out the screams that egressed from her parted lips.

The last thing she saw was Mr. Benson's widened eyes before darkness consumed her.

A few weeks had passed and Mr. Benson sat by his fireplace, reminiscing how bad his life had turned out. He had early on lost the love of his life, Flora. He had then lost the woman he had thought he would change for, and above all, he had lost his most precious possession. His jewel. His beloved son, Jayden. The one person he would move heaven and earth to put a smile on his face.

He had lost everything. He was a lone man. A lone man accompanied by his newly acquired habit, drinking.

Stace, the blonde girl Brie had stabbed weeks ago had died from losing so much blood and having not received immediate medical attention.

Brie, after attempting to kill him, but rather ending up sprawled out on the foot of the staircase, had not perished.

However, she had been diagnosed with paralysis from the neck down. Brie was paralysed, bedridden, a vegetable. She had broken her spinal cord and had incurred several rib damages. She would be paralysed for the rest of her life, according to the doctor.

"Excuse me, sir," A man called after Jayden who had been heading out of the building after having a talk with a large group of people on parenting. He had been stopped several times by people who had wanted to tell him how much they had appreciated his talk.

"I really enjoyed your talk." The man said, "My wife and I barely have time for our kids with work taking up most of our time. This was an eye-opener."

Just then, a little boy rushed to the bald man and squeezed his hand. "Daddy."

The man ruffled his dark hair, then the boy turned to Jayden and handed him a toy. Jayden smiled and crouched to the boy's height.

"For me?" he boyishly smiled.

The boy nodded with a smile.

"Why?" Jayden was curious, a playful raised brow etched on his face.

"Because mummy said your name is Jayden. My name is Jayden too!"

"Oh really?" Jayden beamed and the boy said,

"Yes! It means I'm Lil Jay and you're Big Jay."

"Lil Jay," Jayden murmured.

A soft smile spread across his face.

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