Author's POV
Stupid old man, thought Emilia.
She would make things tough for him for making her feel like a tool that was would be used to recreate his generation; born out of political history marriage after.
First, he stopped the occasional greeting of the blue, saying he always forgets. Then he would send her off to dine with other rich ladies all day, as she had nothing to do whenever she was at home. They both had a small Scuffle over it, but Emilia trusted her husband back then, making her overlook anything that seemed out of place.
With an excuse of always working late, he had his way many times with women. Then he just stayed at work for days, come back and would go to sleep without even acknowledging his wife most times.
Fooled by her love, Jett's Affair(s) coursed throughout an entire year.
And another year.
It was as if he suddenly got tired of Emilia at home, but he couldn't explain it either. He just wanted nothing to do with Emilia whatsoever.
Emilia still didn't know because she became occupied in the third year with a Large Perfume series store start-up after the endless nights with only her head servant to keep her company because Harlow had already gone to a University and her boys were about to finish and that husband of hers was still so lousy.
Jett didn't know, but Emilia had stumbled on him with another woman sleeping under the sheets of their matrimonial bed. She had stumbled upon Jett and an unknown woman inside the sheets all wrapped up and to top it off, it just smelled funny.
Emilia couldn't believe her eyes that Day. She became so heartbroken after that moment and took a vacation instead.
Then, she and her Children plotted the plan to make their father pay for his crime illegally; within the family because they knew Jett wouldn't want to disappoint his mother.
But he still did not control his urge.
°°°
Everybody of spring and parent of the year is nuclear family was seated in the Craigs large living room.
[Okay, I'm Sorry-I dunno what that paragraph MEANT (-_-)*]
Time ticked by.
Soon, what Emilia had said was reinforced with the help of their sons, of course.
After wards, they all dispersed into their private rooms as they sorted their emotions.
Over the days...
Jett was a mess of regret, and Emilia still felt betrayed and cheered herself for being strong.
Matt was angry that his father would keep up his act over the years when he and Rowan were away. He felt like suffocating inside the house so he stepped out with his jacket and got into his car and drove off.
Harlow just sat there, void at how her family had now become a mess and her attitude of bragging about her parents' love to her friends was now facing innumerable pressure.
Rowan was the only person who knew nothing at all about his parents act and his siblings keeping it from him like he was some baby and so he was frustrated.
He paced around his room and proceeded to pace around the living room that had more space.
His frustration level was counting up the meter and he wanted to just punch something to let it out.
He decided to go to the gym but as he unlocked his car he remembered he might need water later.
Dashing into the kitchen wasn't actually dashing though.
He had to walk past the freaking large living room and dining room and cut right Just to get a damn bottle of water.
But when he got there he stopped his tracks.
A very slender teenage girl was addressing some things by the sink and counter giving her posterior view. He stepped towards her very quietly and tried to feel around that slender waist.
Uexpectedly, she literally shouted at him and he as angered again by her reaction for no reason.
Heck, what kind of maids did his mother bring this time? Now this one doesn't know that Master Rowan wasn't in the mood for games.
He replied with anger at her words and she apologized but after that he left.
Angrily punching at the bag for almost two hours, he became thirsty. He reached for his bag only to find out that he had forgotten the water again.
And it was all because of that maid.
He stepped up again with new frustration to hit the poor bag when a thought came to his mind. A thought how to release his anger and making the maid girl in the kitchen suffer.
It was an insane idea but he was just not thinking.
Anger doesn't let one to do that.
_______________End________________
It's not the end of the book puh-lease, just the end of the freaking series chapter. Please just piece it up cause explain is a hard task.
Thank you so much for reading ^o^
And, if u like it, please rate it too... ^_^