Twisted Fate

The next day, there was breaking news, just as Alex and Ella were about to embark on their honeymoon and going the same destination with Greg and Rosa.

“… Nicolas Anderson is dead…”

Alex and Ella exchanged glances. Nicolas Anderson is dead?

Why would he just die so easily? His death came too fast. Alex preferred that his death should have come a bit slower than it did.

Alex immediately read the news. He was said to have committed suicide. In the mental asylum where he was kept, he was last heard screaming that he would finish Frederick Foster off.

And in a bid to do that, he slammed his temple against the wall several times and despite the blood oozing out, he kept on doing it until he slumped.

Before the medical team could come to his rescue, he had already developed cerebral haemorrhage.

And a few hours later, he died from the complications that arose from it. There were pictures of the incident and the sight of it was pathetic.

“That murderer seemed to be obsessed with your parents”Ella commented. She saw how reddened Alex’s eyes had gone over the news of Nicolas Anderson’s death.

“Absolutely, that even after their death, he couldn’t stop himself from wishing to hurt them over and over. I guess it got into his head and the end of his obsession was his death” Alex replied.

Lisa was sentenced to jail already for attempted murder of Mrs Ella Foster. But when she got to know that her father really murdered Alex’s Father and that he ended in a mental home, she sobbed bitterly.

No matter what happened, he should never have murdered Alex’s Father. And despite it, he wanted her to be by the side of a man, whose father he murdered.

He couldn’t let go of his hatred for Frederick and jealousy over Charlotte Foster. She would have succeeded in ruining him if he hadn’t gotten married to Ella.

Her father went insane and the end of it is his death. What’s the use of being heartless when it will all end in Shame.

No one would be interested in mourning him. He would be buried like the common criminal that he truly was.

Jackie and Jerome attended his funeral. Besides the government officials who were to bury him, no one else was there besides his wife and son.

The woman he never regarded in his lifetime, the one he despised and maltreated was by his graveside to give him her last respect.Content rights by NôvelDr//ama.Org.

The boy he termed as estranged was the son who stood by his casket with a bouquet of flowers, shedding a few tears.

Nicolas Anderson was buried in a cheap wooden casket with no ceremonies or burial rites performed.

Alice also heard the news of Nicolas’ death. She termed it Karma. Serves him right. No one can escape the consequences of his actions.

Whether Nicolas Anderson or her damn motherfucker husband Jim. She was glad when Nicolas died and wished Jim could also pass away.

But it really hurts, especially for her and her daughter. No matter what happens, she will always see Jim’s blood running through the face of her daughter.

How pathetic to grow up having an ex-convict father. Society will not let her live a stainless life.

That way Alice relocated from New York.

Few weeks later, Alex and Ella returned from their honeymoon. Greg and Rosa arrived a day earlier and offered to pick them from the airport.

As Ella stepped out of the plane, she knew her life had taken a new dimension. She was going to be recognized by the wife of Alex Foster forever.

These few weeks they had spent together, had made her realise what love truly meant.

Alex showed her love, love in its pureness. His past, completely unveiled to her. He cherished her more than she can ever ask for.

And in return, she had promised to love him alone forever. He is the one, the right man for her. He will make her happy for the rest of her life.

As he crossed his arms around her waist, walking her towards where they would pick their luggage, she glanced up at him and she found him staring down at her with a smile.

She had looked into those eyes a number of times more than she can count. But silently, she reminded herself that she can’t escape being pregnant with Alex’s baby.

Not after the weeks they had spent together, the sweet romantic nights and the numerous times of pleasure and love making.

“I love you forever, honey,” Alex whispered in her ears.

“Same here, to the end of time” Ella confessed.

Their marriage has just begun…

THE END