Daughter-in-law Strikes Harder

The yacht party was the most glamorous and luxurious, which was the main event of the anniversary itself. It was also the one that Mark Miller promised to attend and make a speech, after his grandson had officially launched the banquet hosting.

Eleanor had searched around the entire evening during the banquet to see if Dalton came with his wife, but was rather surprised to see that she was nowhere to be found. It made her wonder if something had gone wrong between them, or if he had found out about the truth before her but had not told anyone.

After the guests were getting ready to leave the banquet and make their way to the yacht party, the news about Eva broke out immediately and it was everywhere on the news headlines alongside gore sights of her carrying out some of the acts.

Only the family who were too engrossed in their celebration didn’t understand what was going on quickly, until the corps arrived at the party almost immediately. The beautiful shooting of the fireworks which were meant to put the name and logo of the family on display, had just gone off outside which left the guests even more scared.

There was confusion, chaos, fright, and disbelief permeating amongst everyone when they realized what was going on. The party feast had turned into a bloody feast.

Emma, who was the first to see the news, began to sob softly because she had aided in revealing her sister’s secret to the world and wreaked their family.

Their mother who knew all along the true identity of her daughter slumped immediately, because she could not handle the sight and shame that had shone against her. Hailey who purposely came late to steal the show ran quickly to where she was, and grabbed the nearest thing to her which was a glass of wine. She splattered it against the old woman’s face to revive her.

The top elites that were invited to the party had all begun to leave hastily, while stumbling and fumbling against one another, struggling to get outside at once through the door and screaming too.

Mark Miller, who had just arrived at the banquet party grounds was informed immediately by his secretary of what had happened, and he ordered to be taken back instantly to avoid the ridicule and embarrassment they almost put him through.

He couldn’t believe that Eva finally put them to disgrace, after everything he had done to help her get treatments when he found out a few years ago. Eleanor had cried at his feet and promised him that everything was now fine, which was the reason why he told his son to make her the head of the art gallery even if she wanted something.

“Perhaps, it would be a way of communicating positivity to her,” he remarked. However, it seemed as if she got worse through the years and had finally gotten exposed before the entire city.

The corps had walked over to Eva and asked her to follow them for questioning, as she tried to protest that it was all an act and cover-up. Ellen began to implore profusely that her sister was not capable of such an act, and asked them to bring a warrant before asking her to go with them.

Emma got her phone immediately and began to ring both Alex’s and Dalton’s phones alternatively, while Hailey tactically left their midst because she couldn’t be seen associating with them.

“Get the fuck off me! Do not touch me!” Eva yelled and spat at the officer that was standing by her right side, who was trying to hold her rudely because of the inherent hatred he already had for the billionaire family out of cyber jealousy.

“Behave, lady,” He warned icily, and the next thing they all held was a hard slap that landed on the officer’s face, and impulsively shifted his head to the right.

“Next time, it would be your heart shifting,” she grinned maliciously.

“Miss. Miller. You need to respect yourself now or we will be forced to take action against you,” the second officer cautioned angrily, when he realized what she had done to one of his men.

“And if I don’t, what the fuck you gonna do, hunh?” Eva switched time and talked back at him so rudely, which shocked her mother and Ellen who could not believe that it was her sister talking.

‘How was she able to hide so much in years of living with her?’

“Calm, down…”

“Shut the bloody hell up and do not tell me to calm down, when you have these bloody chains tied around my arm. Who the fuck is your boss? And what gave you the fucking right to arrest me over some internet scandal and attention-seeking manipulations?” Eva raged angrily at the man who was staring at her in shock. “Where the fuck is my brother? I’d make sure both of you rot in jail by the time I get out, and would feed your remains to maggots. Do you hear me?!” She continued to rant endlessly, and it put on an unleashing show of madness for her family to watch. They were in total disbelief.

“Please transport Miss. Miller to the station safely,” another police officer that was just making his way into the huge banquet room told the others.

Eleanor was still in a livid state as she watched the corps take away her daughter, which made her lose it finally as she began to scream that someone should call Dalton immediately.

“My daughter cannot end up like this,” she cried and yelled over and over again, as she made her way outside together with Ellen, who was trying to help her steady.

“The reporters are here already, Mum. We have to run!” Ellen screamed the moment she saw the group of people that were running towards where they were standing, with their flashing cameras that were ready to air any relatable story.

“Into the car. Now!” Emma ordered as she drove the car before them, and drove off so fast the moment they entered the car and shut the door. The car sped out of the building immediately.

They had tried to call the company’s IT professionals who were trying to deal with the situation, and they said neither Alex nor Dalton was picking up anyone’s call. Everywhere was in confusion.

‘How could they?’

Dalton drove like a madman to the hospital when he was informed of the news just shortly after he left the banquet, and the medical building was in chaos because of the missing billionaire wife. They were frightened and scared of what Dalton would do, if he found out about their carelessness concerning his wife.

According to them, his wife had requested to be alone without her bodyguards after her husband left, and they watched her walk to the hospital field and take a seat there. Ten minutes away from being assured that she was okay, they found out that she was missing from where she sat all along.

By the time they checked the CCTV cameras, it was confirmed that she left on an unlicensed motorbike which she walked to meet. It was definitely a strategic plan for her to leave by herself, but they could never explain their carelessness to Dalton.

He would never hear of it. They feared that he would strip them of their jobs and close down the huge hospital.

Alex had mobilized the bodyguards to make sure to find her everywhere they could or else they were dead, as he also tried to talk to the company’s IT professionals about the recent problem and scandal that had been circling the city, and how hard it was to bring the videos and posts down. Everything was going haywire.

The pain was too unbearable for Dalton when he picked up her letter from her to him, the time he stormed into her room to check if she was truly gone. It broke him so much as he sat on the floor of the room in his three-piece tuxedo, wailing like a troubled child as he held the piece of paper in his hand which he had read almost three times.

Dear fake hubby.

I know this might come as a shock to you, but I want you to know that I never planned for things to happen this way even if it could have happened the worse way. Like, falling in love with you.

It was forbidden, and I loathed myself for that even if I couldn’t stop craving for you.

Talking about fake, we are, because I took a twin sister’s place after a brain hemorrhage that led to her coma after Eva tried to kill her. I was raged, and I came to destroy and kill everyone who made her suffer. Even Hamilton.Content held by NôvelDrama.Org.

But the unexpected happened, and I am not able to complete my revenge.

So crazy that you could not recognize the switch between the lady from years ago, and the lady from months ago.

Eva suffered the most for it though, and I am glad to know she wouldn’t kill anyone anymore. Watching you carry the burden of your family so strongly, could not make me hate you anymore even if I wanted to.

I was just told I am suffering from a dissociative personality disorder, insomnia, panic disorder, PTSD, self-harming, and some kind of brain tumor. It is so funny that I am still living till now, when I gave up on my life king ago.

But I probably want to live because of someone. Someone I never thought could be special to me.

It is pain to watch you, watch me suffer. My heart bleeds. My soul cries bitterly. My pain persists and it is filled with your sad faces.

I have left already, and I am going to continue my treatment elsewhere. If I die, it shouldn’t have to be before you.

I do not want that to be your last memory of me.

You can forget the bad memories of us, and just think of the passionate moments that we have both shared.

I am really scared. I don’t want to die. This pain is too much and it is even harder to sleep without pills, while dreaming of my bad past. It is also hard to not have thoughts of grabbing the surgical scissors the nurse brings along, with the hope of not stabbing myself with it afterward. My overthinking has gotten worse too, and I have panic attacks more often than I have ever done.

It is so countless that I hide them every day wherever you are around. I wouldn’t want you to see such a bizarre sight of me. But I’ll be fine.

I know I shouldn’t say this because of guilt, but I love you so much, Dalton. So much, that it clenches upon my throat not to breathe anymore when you are not near. That I always falter because it became hard to pretend. I love you.

Damn! I never knew I could write this many words on paper. I was not really the brilliant type. But I am really smart, and can use my fists too. Just know that I had to tear and rewrite this a thousand times. I wrote it every day, and read it over and over to be sure that I included everything necessary. I think I know every single line by heart now, if I were to read without this paper.

Haah!

My dear, first love, first kiss, and first everything. I hope we can meet sometime in this lifetime, or maybe as fated couples in the next one.

Dear Ariana.

The name you never got the chance to call me.