Eggust's POV She looked so sad it broke my heart. I couldn’t imagine why she was so sad. Was she genuinely concerned about my mum's health? Even after all that she did to her? What sort of person was Juss? My mum had literally threatened to ruin her life, she almost lost our child in the process, yet she was here, and not just because she had to, I could see the way she genuinely cared for my mum. I was happy to see her, thank goodness my team reached out to her, and she actually came. “Maryellen told me Ms Indigo had been crying non stop after she heard what happened to your mum.” Ezekiel whispered. Yes, it did sound like Juss. She has a heart of gold. “She looks so beautiful. The baby is really growing. I would have loved to see how big the baby is with the size of this bump.” “Eggust,” Ezekiel called out with a warning tone. Juss was wearing a blue and pink dress with ruffles on the neck and sleeves. I didn't recognize the dress and I was sure it was a new one.

Juss’ Pov Odd, that was how I felt sitting in the hospital waiting area. I sighed, burying my head in my palms, as I mentally counted down to when the nurse would attend to me. It was difficult to believe Ezekiel actually let me go until I got to the train station and Eggust’s men were nowhere in sight. It wasn’t until I checked into a hotel that I felt completely relieved. I expected Eggust’s men to stop me at the train station or Eggust himself to force me back home with him, but it’s been a bit over one week and none of that happened. No calls from him or even text messages. It was like he had forgotten about me, which kind of gave me mixed feelings. Had he finally decided to let me go? Did he find someone else that he was now interested in? Does he still want to be with me and our child? My mind was racing with so many thoughts. When I woke up this morning, I felt sick and had a feeling something was wrong with the baby. Call it motherly intuition. Although there

Hera's POV The trip to David's house was uneventful, except for the myriad of thoughts buzzing in my head, as I pondered on what my next move would be. I had to run from the cops in a place I wasn’t familiar with. As if my life didn’t already suck. Now I was practically a fugitive, with no one to turn to, because every freaking person I knew was being arrested. Well, everyone except David. Despite my fear that I would get caught or sighted at least, I arrived safely. The temperature had dropped by the time I arrived at the subway station. I pulled my coat tighter around me and wished I had been calm enough to pack a muffler or head warmer but the hoodie I wore underneath the coat would have to do. Slinging my overnight bag over my shoulder, I started walking down, my mind full of possibilities. If I hid out in David's house for a few days, maybe I could contact Marlani and get money from her. Or maybe I would just be revealing my exact location to her so she coul

Eggust’s Pov The anger I nurtured on my way to the police station morphed to triple fold the second I discovered that they got the wrong person. “How do you mean you got the wrong person?” I questioned Ezekiel in anger, but he said nothing. They arrested an innocent person and while I knew that was mostly my fault due to the orders I gave I was still angry regardless. “I need an explanation.” I demanded. “The person they brought is innocent. She just happened to be guilty by association. The original blackmailer is her cousin, at least according to what she said, which I have a hard time believing.” He said just the way they explained to us. I went into the interrogation room and looked at the lady sitting before me. “How does it feel to be finally caught?” I clenched my fists, “how does it feel to completely ruin someone’s life. Do you know how many nights she stayed up crying? Worrying about what next dimwits like you would do to dent her image? I clenched my fist

Hera's POV I was so annoyed after speaking to Marco that I walked for almost a kilometer before remembering that I needed to get a place to stay. I was still on the run. The bastard was so annoying. Who the hell does he think he was? I called to warn him as I was sure he wouldn't have done if the case was reversed and he'd had the effrontery to accuse me? The least he could have done was to say thank you, but of course, he had no manners. How could a mannerless he-goat be grateful? He was such an idiot and I regretted working with him but at that time, I was so desperate. Without any other options, he seemed like a fair choice. But now,.... Anyway, it did not matter anymore. I just hoped they did not get him because he had more information on me than everyone else and so that would be my downfall for sure. I stopped by a fast food place and went in to grab a bite. “What do you want?” A waiter asked. “Give me whatever you have.” “I