Chapter 15: One Million Dollars.

"What are you doing here?" They asked each other at the same time.

"I told you not to leave the house, why did you break my rule?" Steven asked, his voice intimidating.

"I'm your wife, I'm not subject to your rule." Dua replied.

Steven gave an ironic nod and turned around to get into his car. As he opened the door, Dua asked, "where's my ride?" There was no trace of the car she came with and the guard that drove her.

"I sent him away." Steven replied, not looking at her.

"What?!" She burst out. "How am I supposed to get home?"

"Sort that out yourself," he smirked and drove off leaving Dua shocked and helpless.

She looked around helplessly in frustration, trying to figure out which route to take as she was faced with three different routes. She cursed at Steven many times, still finding it hard to believe that he left her stranded.

After ten minutes she realized he was gone for real, and it broke her. "How did I even get into all this?" She thought.

Finally, she decided to take the route Steven took. Each step she took heavy with frustration and she quickly made up her mind that the moment she makes it to the highway, she'll go back to her home and family in the countryside. She'll never return to Steven's mansion.

She walked down the road with her face down. She heard the sound of a car approaching her, but she didn't care to look up, until the car stopped right in front of her. She finally looked up to meet with Steven's eyes looking deep into hers. "Get in," he said and she scoffed and began walking away.

He sighed and got off his car. He walked to her and held her hand but she removed her hand from his, "let go of me."

"If I let you go, how will you get home?" He asked.

"Like you said, I'll sort it out myself," she replied and turned to leave but he held her again, pulling her with him to his car.

He put her in the car and drove straight home, a deafening silence between them until they arrived home.

Dua entered the living room and met Shane. She flashed him a half smile and proceeded into the bedroom. While Shane was thinking of why she's in that mood, Steven entered and he finally got his answer. "Didn't you say you were going shopping?" He asked Steven.

"Yes," Steven replied.

"How come you came back with Diane?" Shane asked.

"She's what I shopped." Steven replied and Shane's mouth dropped open.

Steven went into the bedroom, meeting Dua who laid tiredly on the bed. He strode to his bedside drawer and took out a cigarette and lit it up, taking a smoke.

"Get yourself and the smoke out of here." Dua said.

Instead of leaving, Steven sat in bed, very close to her and smoke with a smirk playing on his lips.

"Are you trying to annoy me on purpose?" She gave him a side eye.

"This is my house, you don't tell me what to do, I tell you what to do." Steven replied and Dua scoffed.

She sat up and plucked the cigarette from Steven's lips as he was taking a smoke and went to the bathroom, coming out with a quenched cigarette.

"What's the meaning of what you did?" Steven gave her a cold look.

"You and me are now one by marriage, so we own this house equally," she threw the cigarette at him and left the bedroom and Steven scoffed.

Dua wandered through the mansion's opulent halls, her footsteps echoing off the marble floors as she struggled to clear her mind then her phone rang. She looked at the screen, and seeing the familiar number, she picked up immediately.

"Hi, sis." Desmond spoke.

"Des, you shouldn't have..."

"Mom is in the hospital," he didn't let her finish her statement.

"Please, tell me, you've found a job, sis. We need money right now for mom," he continued.

"Are you there, sis?" He asked after the long silence from Dua.

"Yeah, I'll call you back." Dua replied and hung up.

Dua rushed past the living room, her eyes scanning the space until they landed on Shane. She hurried over to him, a look of desperation etched on her face. "I need your help, Shane," she said to him.

"The last help I rendered you almost got us both into trouble," he replied.

"Please, this one won't," she begged.

"What is it?" He sighed.

"Could you lend me some money?" She said, surprising Shane.

"At least a hundred thousand dollars," she continued, putting him in more shock.

"I swear I'll pay you back soon," she added, thinking he was worried about the payback. But he was actually wondering why a daughter from a rich family was borrowing a hundred thousand dollars.

"Diane, your family is rich. You're also rich, why do you wanna borrow a hundred thousand dollars from me?" He voiced out his thought and Dua cursed under her breath, "fuck."

"Uhmmm..." she began while her head tried to process what she should say. "pin...I can't seem to remember my bank transaction pin," she finally said.

"How...Did you hurt your head in any way before your wedding?" He gave her a puzzled look.

"Please, question me later. I'm in dire need of the money right now," she said with urgency.

"Oh."Shane reached for his phone beginning the transaction. He asked for the account details, and she provided Desmond's account details which puzzled him more.

"Done. One million dollars, and you don't need to pay back," he said.

"Oh, thank you so much," she gave him a quick hug and hurried away.

"Something's definitely not right somewhere." Shane concluded.

At The Countryside.

Desmond almost peed on himself when he received a credit alert of one million dollars, and he quickly called his sister.

"How much money did you send, sis?" He asked just in case the credit alert was someone's error.

"One million dollars." Dua replied.

"One million?" He whisper-yelled. "How did you get it?"

"That's a story for later, and don't call this number again unless I call you," she said.

"Why? What's going on, sis?" He asked.

"Just trust me and do as I say," she said and he sighed.

"Send my regards to mom and Denise." She added and ended the call, leaving Desmond confused.