Chapter 74 Cracks Between Us
Chapter 74
Darcy's POV
The first court hearing has been scheduled to take place a day after tomorrow and my emotions are still all over the place.
I step out of the swimming pool and lie down on the lawn bench, I close my eyes as soon as I lean further into it.
Nothing I do to calm myself down and prepare mentally is working. Cooking, playing, sleeping... I'm literally doing everything to put myself in the right head space.
I know the spy is still here but I'm looking forward to knowing who she's working for and I'll patiently wait for the day, she will slip.
I unlock the door and enter the room. Since nothing is final and Hazel is still in danger, I can't afford to be careless.
A loud sigh escapes my lips as I head back to the bedroom.
My movement slows down when I hear someone whispering behind a closed door.
"I apologize for my incompetence ma. I promise to get you a concrete evidence that you can use against them."
"Yes, Ma. Expect good news before the end of today." The person reassures before hanging up.
A few seconds later, the person starts murmuring. I don't bother to hear the details before walking away, before the person catches me.
Adrian needs to know about this immediately but I still have to dress up properly.
I toss my phone on the bed and enter the bathroom. I turn on the warm shower.
No matter what happens, Adrian has to win the case. Our family must be protected at all cost.
Adrian is currently in his home office as he awaits the arrival of his lawyer. The earlier he arrives the faster the finish with the response practice.
Walking into the closet, I pick an asymmetrical skirt and a grey halter neck top. Hazel will be awake any moment from now, so I have to prepare breakfast but that will be after I tell Adrian what I just heard.
My phone dings. A message notification pops up and I click on it.
My breath hitches and my jaw drops at I read the text.
The Carlton's are not just after Adrian and Hazel but me. In this case, they referred to me as a third party. Supposedly ruining the relationship between father and child.
Adrian knows, so why didn't he tell me. If he knew about the accusations, why did he transfer Hazel's shares to me?
He was literally throwing me under the bus. I grab my phone and storm out of the room, as I make my way towards Adrian's office.
What do I even gain from pointing fingers and suspecting everyone?
Why do I care about the name of the mastermind? Having restless nights if my opinion and efforts aren't needed?
It's tiring and painful when the person I'm giving my all for doesn't even appreciate it. Keeping secrets after promising to stop.
Now I'm beginning to think that Adrian has trust issues. And I can't be with such a person.
I burst into his office and he raises his head to look at me. I stand at the door glaring at him.
"Baby? Are you okay?" He asks with a worry filled face.
A sarcastic smile dances on the corners of my lips. Am I suppose to be okay after another lie?
At this point, it seems like he doesn't understand what he has done wrong.
When I don't respond, he stands and approach me. "Talk to me." He urge calmly.
I swallow the lump in my throat and take a step back. "The Carlton are after me too. Why didn't you tell me?"
He parts his lips and closes it again.
The silence in the room stretches.
"How did you find out?" He questions.
My forehead creases into a deep frown. I chuckle darkly before it turns into a full blown laughter.
"Are you kidding me right now? Is that what you're suppose to ask me?" I yell and march towards the lamp stand, smashing it on the floor.
Adrian's eyes widen in shock but I urge him to stand and play along.
"Don't you understand, Adrian? I can't do this anymore. Pretending to be happy when I'm not!" I shout.
Adrian retorted "What exactly do you want from me Darcy? I've been doing my best to keep us safe, to make you happy but I'm sorry that I'm incompetent!"
"Your way of protecting me is destroying me. What are we fighting for exactly? Since I know you, troubles keep following me everywhere. I haven't known a moment of peace!"
"Don't just stand there and say nothing. You're not mute, so fucking say something!" My voice crack.
"What do you want me to do? Please tell me. Do you want me to give my life? Because I will gladly do it!" His tone reduces a bit. "Just please... don't turn against me." He pleads.
A bitter chuckle tears from my lips. "So now, I'm acting up but I choose to talk to you about how I feel."
Adrian rubs the nape of his neck tiredly. "That was wrong. I don't mean it like that. Can we please just stop fighting? We should be united at this time." He holds my hands. His gaze softens.
I snatch my hands away his and poke my finger on his chest. "Do you even know how much I hate this situation? And to make things worse, you burden me with secrets that I can't carry."
Tears roll down his face and his knees sink to the ground. He lowers his face and hold my ankles gently.
"I know you are enduring a lot of things and I never wish for it to be so. For you to lose yourself because of my child and I. However, I dare to be selfish and beg that you don't leave us." His voice cracks.
My heart is breaking. Our world is crumbling. My strength is diminishing and I feel like I'll drown if I remain here.
"Then what about me Adrian? You care in your own way but what if I tell you it's not enough? I can feel the weight of secrets crushing me, slowly. Still, you want to be selfish!" I feel sick to my stomach.
He looks up at me and his lips quiver. "Baby, I can't face the storm alonw. Without you. I didn't think that relying too much on you will drain you this much. I'm sorry. I'll do better and man up."
I pinch myself really hard to ground me. I fear that his words are exactly what I want to hear but at the same time, I'm scared that he doesn't understand me.
He knows that the Carlton has a case against me but refuse to tell me. How much longer do we need to go through this cycle of secrets, revelation and forgiveness?
I move back and his grip loosens.
I look at everywhere but his face.
"When will you trust me?" I ask before storming out of his office.
I wipe my tears as I run to the wine cellar and take out a bottle of wine.
Sitting in the balcony, I gulp the alcohol and more unshed tears burn my eyes. I really need someone to talk to.
I clutch onto my chest and gasp.
"Madam, are you alright?" Anna asks. I don't bother to look at her. I'm sure I look pathetic.
"What do you think?" I fire back.