HER HUSBAND’S BOSS : EPISODE 11 – 20

HER HUSBAND’S BOSS : EPISODE 11 – 20

EPISODE 14

By Mary Ann Adams

AUTHOR’S POV

The whole congregation including Chloe, her dad. Mr Campbell, and Scarlett opened their mouth in awe as the woman stood up.

For a moment, the priest went silent as he wasn’t expecting the interruption.
He opened his mouth to talk but Scarlett beat him to it.

“Excuse me, Who are you?” She asked the woman as Mr Campbell’s hand that was on hers have started sweating.

He hope it is not who he is thinking but why does the voice sound so familiar?.

The woman laughed hysterically, Chloe watched the drama in silence anticipating how it is all going to end.
Chloe put on her phone and opened voice memo and started recording.

“I should be asking you who the hell you are and why you want to get married to What rightly belongs to me” She said and the congregation started murmuring yet again.

“What!” Scarlett exclaimed.

“Sebastian Thomas Campbell is mine!” She said and this time around, mr Campbell’s hand voluntarily removed itself from Scarlett’s hand as he widened his eyes in shock.

The strange woman just called his full name. Not everyone knows his full name. Who the he.ll is the woman? He is panicking and it was so obvious.

He quickly signaled to one his bodyguards and three of them nodded and walked towards her.

The woman wasn’t aware of this and opened her mouth to talk when two hefty men held her.

“What!, let me go!” She shouted trying to free herself from their grip but they were more stronger than her.

“Sabastian, you are mine..and nothing is going to change that, I will be back and ……” her loud voice died down as the men succeeded in driving her out.

They got outside and she breathed heavily as they dropped her on the floor.

“What do we do?” The first man asked the second one and he touched his chin trying to think.

The woman took that as a clue to leave. She hurriedly stood up and ran away.

One of the men made to go after her but the second one stopped him.

“Let her go…she won’t come back” he retorted.

“But boss….”

“He can’t do anything. She wouldn’t dare come back knowing she can’t go away if she comes the second time” he said and the second man nodded his head in understanding and they went back into the church.

The church was quiet as a grave yard…the camera men and journalist present can’t wait to leave the church and post the latest update.

It took a while for Mr Campbell to regain himself from the shock. He opened his mouth and started talking.

“Am so sorry about that…., she is insane” he said and faced the priest who was also shocked and said “proceed please”

Scarlett was still shocked as she felt numb. The embarrassment was too much.
She was able to take everything bloggers and people were talking about her been a snitch and marrying her ex boyfriend husband but this was just….it was too much.

She faced Mr Campbell in anger and disappointment. He would surely know who the woman is. The woman mentioned his full name that she herself doesn’t know. The press and everyone knows him as just Sebastian Campbell.

She was having headache already. She badly wants to marry him but she can’t proceed with that for now.

“Scarlett, the woman is insane. I don’t even know her Let just get this over with.”

“Over with…” She said and breath out realizing she was loud and the congregation were watching her.

“Maybe later..we can continue with this but for now. I need to clear my head” she whispered and with that she rushed out of the church as the congregation said nothing and just watched.

“I will resolve this…” he said to the priest and walked off the Alter.

He signaled went over to the bodyguard.

“Take care of the press and the people. This must not get outside” he said and they nodded.
“And the woman?” He asked them.

“She escaped” The bodyguard answered and he looked at him with anger.

“You let her go?!” He retorted in anger and the bodyguard shivered in fear.

“You know what!, take care of the press for now. Your punishment comes later..” he said and left immediately.

Chloe from where she is grinned and stopped recording.
She would have videoed but she knows that means that would put her in danger as the bodyguards would have caught her.

“Well…,I guess I don’t have to do anything after all” she said to herself and smirked.

HER HUSBAND’S BOSS : EPISODE 11 – 20

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(BACK AT L.A)

Evening……

Camille’s Pov

I laid on the bed as Annie kept operating her phone disturbing her.

“Can you please turn down the volume of your phone. You are disturbing my peace” I said rolling her eyes.

“Make me” Annie dared her.

“Annie!” I cautioned but she didn’t listen as she kept punching on her phone.

“Jeez!” I said burying my head on a pillow as Annie’s phone’s ringing tone made me removed my head from the pillow.

She picked it up. “Hello, who is this?” She said.

“Asher?” She asked and I sprang up in fear.

What the..how did….??
My eyes widened in realizing and I started panicking.
Oh God, Am so dumb. I blocked Asher’s number from her phone but Asher still have her number. He must have called her with another number.

I was the one who left my Sim at home. Annie’s sim is still functioning.

For a moment, I was numb and couldn’t move. Asher is going to find me and he will kill me.

That kept ringing in my ear and I lapsed back into consciousnesses when Annie said.

“Camile is….”

I cut her phone by hurriedly moving close to her and smashing her phone on the wall and it fell on the floor making a crashing sound.

Annie stared in shock as she shouted. “Camille, what the he.ll!”

I ignored her and looked at the phone’s direction and my eyes widened seeing the phone is still on but cracked and the call is still on.

“Oh my God!” I gasped as fear paralyzed me.

I quickly walked towards the phone and before Annie could stop me, I smashed it on the wall as hard as I could and this time it fell on the floor all scattered and I fell down on the floor as my bIood ran cold.

I heard Annie scream my name before I lapsed into unconsciousness.

HER HUSBAND’S BOSS : EPISODE 11 – 20

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