Chapter 37 The blackmail

Chapter 37 The blackmail
"Wgats wrong, Selina?" My husjsnd asked, shaking me violently.
I gasped, turning back to face him. His eyes were trained on me, watching with intense curiosity. I chuckled darkly, dropping the forgotten spoon in my hand by the plate.
"Just don't have appetite," I croaked out, my mind still winded with jumbled of thoughts.
"Well..." he drawled, shifting his chair back. He stood upright, his protruding belly threatening to spill out of his grey shirt.
"Much as o would love to stick around, I do not have that time. So find something to eat later. If you need to go shopping, do let me know." He inched backwards., "I'll have sine cash transfered to your account." He finished.
Selina opened her mouth to say something but the man was long gone from her sight. Sge sighed in defeat, her mind racing back to the ominous thoughts eating her up.
Perhaps it was better that her husband didn't stick around. How else was sge going to explain to him the mess sge managed to get herself into? The blackmail that was eating her up slowly, killing her every passing minute?
To confess the crime to her husband was to admit that sfe slept with not just the supposed therapist, but also Alan, and the gardener.
She shook heg head vehemently. There was no way sfe was confessing to that. Thomas would kill her and everyone involved.
Sge would just have to find another way to get out of the mess she was in.
But how?

Alan walked into the dining, limping faintly. As much as he had pleasure from being runted by three men, his backside was on fire. It felt like his anus was bursts agd he could barely walk. He had spent three days doing nothing but recuperating.
He shouldn't even think about the sex but the mere thought of it made him chuckle. As soon as be healed, he was going to get more people to use and own him. Not that he was ever going to admit that to Karl.
He strutted the rest of the distance and frowned when Selina paid him no heed. Ger face was further into a frown, lines etching her forehead line tattoos.
"Selina?" He called softly. Dilejce greeted him as a response.
A frown of its own crested his face as well. Wgat was going on with her these past few days? He thought she had been avoiding him because his father was around but even now that the man was gone, sge was still ignoring him.
"Earth's to Selina!" He said, tapping his father's wife to break her out of her thought.
"Fuck!" Selina cursed, startled by the sudden movement. Sge jumped back into her seat, almost losing her balance.
Alan grabbed the chair tight, steadying her. "Easy." He murmured.
"Sorty. I was..." Selina began but the words died in her throat. Sge couldn't confide in him.
Akan sat on the cacant chair beside her, his eyes resting solely on her face. "Out with it." He commanded.
"Out with what?" Selina questioned, feigning ignorance.
"Wgatever it is that is troubling you."
Selina sighed, grabbing her hands tightly in front if her. Cpuld sgd trust him? Sge looked at him abd saw the genuinety in his expression. He was truly worried about her. And just like that. The roller coaster if emotions sge was suppressing lose itsekf, spiraling out if control.
"I messed up!" Sge cried, tears falling freely out of her face. "I messed up a lit."
"Hey," Alan called worriedly. He quickly wrapped his arms around her, engulfing her in his embrace. "Wgat is it? Is it my fatter? Did he hurt ypi?!" He threw questions at her.
Selina shook her head, unable to control her tears long enough to respond. For ten minutes, she hekd Alan’s chest abd cried her eyes out.
"So—" sge hiccups, cutting off her word. "Sorry." Sge said.
"Wgat hapoebed?" Akan asked, his hand treading through her tresses. "Tslk to me, pkease."
So Selina did. Sge explained her visit to the therapist ahd how they ended up having sex.
"So, he's blackmailing you?" Alan said darkly, his eyes blazing with unquestionable anger.
Selina nodded grimly.
"Go agd get dress. We are paying him a visit," Alan said with a venom that dropped with finality.

"Is this the plqce?" Alan asked as they stepped into the office. His eyes dsrted around, trying to find the CCTV or hidden camera but spotted none.
"Y-yes," Selina trembled. She was suddenly not sure of the decision to confront tge man. What if he got infuriated at her for bringing someone and expose her secret to her husband? Giw would sfe explain?
"Good," Alan said, strolling into the office like he owned the place.
Left with no other choice, Selina fell into line behind him, praying she wouldn't regret her decision.
"So, you just need to calm down, ignore the triggers. If possible, walk away. That's one of tge ways—" tge therapist wax saying as they walked in.
"Dr. Shane?" Akan called out, wanting to be sure.
Dr. Shane eyes him wearily. "Let md call you back." He said into the phone. He hung up, abd faced the other man. "Yes?"
Alan walked up to him abd punched him in the face. He watched with sickening satisfaction as the other man grunted avd staggered back on his feet, almost falling.
"That is what you get for daring to blackmail a woman who chose to cobfide in you!" He screamed, pointing a menacing finger at the man.
Dr. Shane chuckled, twitching his mouth around to subdue the pain. He eyed Selina. "So this is who you brought to fight your battle?" He asked, a cynicwl smile decorating his face.