Chapter 17 Revenge..
Dahlia.
I mindlessly sipped my coffee as I stared at the entrance. I had done it for over a hundred times and my head was already reeling from the repeated actions.
It was the third day after I went to Dalton's southside villa.
After I had ended my call with Jason and the wedding planner, I had sent Dalton a text, thanking him for the accommodation and updated him on my intentions to sleep in for two days.
He had only replied with a simple ' okay, take care.' text but it had felt deeper than a thousand words could have. Afterwards, I had gone ahead and switched off my phone before drifting off to sleep.
And true to my words, I had slept for two days, every day, I would wake at around noon, freshen up, call the housekeeper to serve my meals, before I went back to sleep.
And I dare say, those were the most relaxing and refreshing two days of my life.
When I woke up, I was in great spirits and super rested.
I had intended to meet up with the wedding planner first, but earlier, before I got out of the house, she had called to reschedule. She said something about being caught up.
Well, later in the day, I had agreed to meet up with my best friend for drinks and meals while I broke the news about Jason's betrayal to her.
And after my plans were disrupted, since I was already dressed up anyway, I had decided to go to the agreed location and chill over coffee and music as I waited for her.
I had no plans of being holed up in the house for another day, after all.
Who knew that time would crawl so frustratingly slowly? I had already taken three glasses of coffee, listened to several playlists, and yet, I still had two hours before I met with Freya.
Obviously, sitting while doing nothing wasn't my thing, so out of boredom, I decided to take a stroll, go to the hotel's garden for a fresh breath of air, or anything, as long as I didn't get to sit there and wait.
And honestly, that was the plan, until I passed through a room with a slightly open door, a few metres from the elevator, and I heard my name being mentioned, and that too, by a very familiar voice...
It was Jason. Yes, Jason Riggs, and if I wasn't wrong, he was with Sofia in the room.
" Are you sure everything will be okay? Won't that break Dahlia's heart?" Her voice was soft and delicate as she asked, and if you didn't know her character, you would have assumed that she cared, that she was worried about the Dahlia in question.
But I was the Dahlia that she was talking about, and I happened to know Sofia's character too well. She was just playing the innocent card. She could fool others, but not me.
Well, I was not passing up any chance to hear those two talk about me, so, I stood at a safe distance, not too far, but safe enough to avoid suspicion. People were moving up and around, after all.
I even used the huge hallway glass, which looked directly over the garden to stare outside, and I perfectly disguised myself as a smitten nature lover, too thrilled from watching the beautiful garden through the glass that she couldn't go out for the real view. How funny?
" You don't have to worry about that, Sofia. " Shortly after, came Jason's voice, but this time, it was very soft, warm, nothing like the cold and emotionless voice that he had been serving me with for years.
So he could go all warm and casual, just not with me? Well, at that point, I felt nothing. I had already vowed never to shed another tear for him, and I intended to keep my promises to myself. Besides, I had already decided to become Dalton's wife, crying over other men would pose as disrespectful, no?
" It's precisely because she loves me so much that you have nothing to worry about." He reassured, confidently, and if I was not wrong, his lips were tagged by a proud smile as he reassuringly caressed her face.
He was so sure that I loved him, and he didn't even catch a breath as he said it, and yet, he never thought twice before betraying the one woman who had genuinely loved him?
I must have been blind to fall so hard for that self-absorbed fool.
" She won't mess this up. She still thinks that she is planning her wedding, remember?" He asked, and as his words sank in, I clenched my fingers, so hard that I felt it when my nails pierced through my skin.
It then dawned on me. So, everything hadn't ended after the betrayal. They were still planning on using me.
" You are pregnant now. I just don't want you to go through the hassle of planning and organising a wedding. "
" Dahlia on the other hand, she has the resources and the time, and when the time comes, I will just marry you instead." He added, confidently, and where I stood, I was visibly shaking in rage.
" Won't...won't she be disappointed?" Once again, Sofia asked, the same theoretical concern plastered over her voice and I nearly scoffed.
She had actively seduced him, gotten pregnant for him, sabotaged our wedding and she had the guts to act concerned? Only a fool like Jason would believe her.
"You don't have to concern yourself with her."
" Dahlia has a good temper. She won't throw a tantrum even if she finds out."
" Also, I know how to handle her. To make my marrying you justified, I will have her dragged and recorded while being pleasured by her driver "
" That way, she will only feel guilt for betraying me, and not the other way round. " Confidently, Jason's cold voice tore through the air, and as the plans he had for me unfolded, a cold shiver went down my spine.
It was okay that he had betrayed me, used me, deceived me.
It was fine that he had chosen her over me, that he had impregnated her. What was not okay was, his plan to trample over my dignity.
That was unacceptable and unforgivable too.
And for the same reasons, I had a change of plans. I no longer planned to amicably end things with him.
I wanted revenge instead. ..
And the same means that he wanted to use on me? I was going to return the favour, but,
On higher doses...