HIDDEN WIFE : CHAPTER 31 – 40
CHAPTER 32
RACHEL’S pov.
R&F Coffee and Ice Cream Parlor
My phone vibrated and beeped in my pocket while I was cleaning a table, I reached for it and saw a text from my darling, but annoying husband. I quickly opened the conversation.
‘Good morning, Mrs Baldwin, how was your night? Just wanna let you know I landed safely yesterday, I was too busy after landing, so I forgot to call or text you. I’ll call you back when I’m less busy later’
I rolled my eyeballs and smiled while reading his message. Does this mean he’s finally come back to his senses and calm down?
Just then the bells chimed indicating someone just entered the cafe, I shoved my phone back in my pocket and snatched my cleaning rag off the table -don’t want my customers to think I’m a dirty woman.
“Good morning, and welcome to…” I swallowed my words when I raised my head and came face to face with Tasha.
What is she doing here so early in the morning? Has she come to make trouble again?
I coughed to clear my throat, because what I’m about to say will so much irritate her.
“Yo, world’s highest paid supermodel, don’t you think you just walked into the wrong place?” I asked her with an overly sweet smile.
Her eyes looked around like she did the first time she came here, then her face contorted in disgust and she scoffed.
“Never thought I’ll come to this filthy place again”
She dusted her skirt and blouse, then reached for a handkerchief in her bag and covered her nose.
Oh, really? Are we playing this game?
“I don’t even know why I came back to this filthy place in the first… ”
“You came back because you’re a pig!” I cut in. “After all, everyone knows pigs love filths” I said, emphasizing on ‘pig’.
“You.. how dare you call me a pig?!” she raised her hand to slap me, but I caught her hand on reflex and raised a challenging eyebrow at her.
“How dare you say my cafe is a filthy place?!” I growled back at her, then pushed her off and she almost lost her balance, but was very quick to find her balance.
My eyes moved down to her shoes, then I shook my head. You wanna start a fight while wearing a twelve inches heel, aren’t you just digging your own grave?
“I wouldn’t come here if it wasn’t for your stupid note!” she snapped.
My brows furrowed.
“Note? What note?” I asked in a surprised tone.
“Don’t pretend to be innocent, I know what you’re trying to do and listen to me, you don’t scare me”
What is she talking about? I don’t seem to understand anything.
She searched her bag and pulled out a squeezed paper, then threw it at me, which I tried to catch but couldn’t.
“You sent me that threat note, didn’t you? You think I wouldn’t know this is one of your sick games?” she scoffed. “You can’t trick me, I’m way ahead of you”
I picked the paper and opened it to see what’s written inside.
‘Your husband is being stubborn, we’re coming for you’
These were the words written on the paper, and each words were written in red ink.
I raised my head and stared at Tasha with a deep frown. She’s being posing as Mrs Baldwin recently, could it be someone’s trying to harm Duncan through his wife? This note was actually meant for me?
It’s very clear now, super clear to me the reason Duncan was hiding me from the public eyes, it must be because of situations like this.
“What’s with that expression, are you thinking of denying it?” she asked.
Should I tell her the troubles she’s inviting for herself by posing to be Mrs Baldwin? Would she even listen to me?
“You can’t deny it, because I know you’re the only one who can stoop so low to using this old-fashioned trick”
I sighed and shoved the paper back in her bag.
“I didn’t send you any threat note, and stop posing be Mrs Baldwin or you’ll lose your life for something you know nothing about” I adviced her.
She narrowed her eyes.
“Are you threatening me right now? You’re physically threatening me?”
I rolled my eyeballs.
“You’re so helpless, see yourself out… I’m very busy” I waved my cleaning rag at her and turned back to the table I was cleaning.
“I know it’s you and you can’t deny it” she gr.abbed my hair at once and pulled me back by it.
Oh no, bch, you didn’t just do that.
“You’ve messed up my hair and it hurt, let go” I told her, but the id!ot didn’t listen.
I turned around and landed a resounding sIap on her pancaked face, before gr.abbing her hair too. We both started pvlling each other’s hair as hard as we could.
“Let go of my hair!” she growled.
“Let go of my hair first!” I growled back.
Instead of letting go, she pulled harder and I didn’t relent, I also pulled her hair as hard as I could. After some minutes she let go of my hair, but started h!tting me with her bag and trying to s¢ratch my face with her long nails.
In desperation of f!ghting back, I randomly snatched my mop from the bucket of soapy water and started fIogging her with it, not even caring wether it landed on her face or any other body parts -my main aim at that moment was to teach her a lesson she’d never forget.
“How” smack “dare” smack “you” smack “come to” smack “my cafe” smack “to f!ght me” smack “over my husband?” smack “what gave you” smack “the right” smack “to come to my cafe” smack “to question or threaten or warn me?” smack, smack, smack.
Tasha was still struggling to hit me with her bag, but her bag couldn’t touch me with the help of my mop. I soon stopped using the mop before I turn into a mvrderer, I threw it away and ki¢ked her right leg which made her crouched down as she held her leg, and groaned in pa!n.
“Now get out of my cafe, and never come back here!”
I gra.bbed her hair and started pvlling her towards the door, but I suddenly started feeling dizzy and I felt my chest tightening as I couldn’t breathe and gasped for air.
What’s going on? Why am I feeling so tired and exhausted? And why does it feel as if I’m gonna die in a minute?
I stopped pulling Tasha’s hair and massaged my forehead as I started staggering, Tasha saw this as an opportunity and she pvshed me real hard -i’m sure she used all her strength.
I was already staggering before she pvshed me, so I couldn’t hold myself and lost my balance, then I found myself falling to the ground.
My back finally touched the ground, and my head h!t the already hard floor super hard, sending immerse pa!n shooting through my head.
I released a very sharp and pained gasp, as I felt the earth turning around.
Tasha stared at me with her mouth hanging open and her eyes widened in fear, as if she can’t believe what just happened or what’s happening.
Why does she look so surprised that she just won the f!ght? Shouldn’t she be happy and be over the moon for her victory?
I felt something wet touching my back and wetting my blouse, I reached my hand back to feel it and frowned slightly when I touched some liquid. I pulled back my hand and checked it out, only to realize it’s bIood -my bIood.
My dizziness increased immediately I saw my bIood, I began seeing black dots and before I knew it, darkness pulled me in.
HIDDEN WIFE : CHAPTER 31 – 40
THIRD PERSON’S pov.
Tasha watched frighteningly as Rachel’s bIood spread on the floor, until it formed a small pool. She couldn’t move or call for help as she was in a state of shock, and her whole body was at the thought of her being a mvrderer.
Rachel’s phone starting ringing in her (Rachel’s) pocket, and that pulled Tasha back to reality.
She quickly searched her bag, pulled out her phone and shakily dialed 911. She paced impatiently as she waited for the call to get connected.
“Hello, 911, what’s your emergency?” a calm, but deep male voice asked from the other end.
“I.. we… she..”
“Take a deep breath, and tell me your emergency” the voice guided her.
She very briefly closed her eyes and took a quick deep breaths, then speak again.
“Someone just passed out.. bIood, there’s bIood everywhere and… ”
A loud gasp was heard from the door which interrupted Tasha’s report and made her tensed, she turned around and saw a teenage school girl standing by the door with her hands over her mouth, while she stared frighteningly at Rachel’s unconscious body.
“You klled her” the girl gasped out, then fell in a thud and passed out.
Just at that moment, five hefty men rushed inside and pushed Tasha out of the way, then gave their attention to Rachel.
“Mrs Baldwin, Mrs Baldwin” they called hoping she’d open her eyes, but sadly she didn’t.
“Miguel, quick, get the car ready let’s take her to the hospital” one of them shouted.
Miguel rushed out, the one who had commanded Miguel to get the car ready, carried Rachel in his arms and rushed towards the door.
“What about them?” another pointed at Tasha and the teenage, who’s still laying on the ground.
“Bring the school girl with us to the hospital” he glared maliciously at Tasha. “Leave her for Mr Baldwin” with that he dashed out completely.
HIDDEN WIFE : CHAPTER 31 – 40
Baldwin’s Penthouse, Beverly hills, California
“We’ve caught the driver, but unfortunately, his condition is worse than nanny Pamela’s” Lucas said.
Mr Baldwin tapped on the table as he stared blankly at the photo of a man, the more he looked at the photo the more his gaze hardens and his veins pumped in anger.
“What should we do? Should we…”
Mr Baldwin’s ringtone blared loudly, interrupting Lucas. Mr Baldwin checked the caller’s ID and saw it’s Jeff (his wife’s secret bodyguard) calling, he signaled Lucas to hold on and answered the call.
“Yes, Jeff?” he answered the call.
“Mr Baldwin, there an accident at Mrs Baldwin’s cafe” Jeff’s voice came up.
“An accident?” his brows furrowed instantly.
“Yes, sir, she was in a fight with Miss wood, but suddenly fell and h!t her head on the floor, then she started bIeeding heavily and passed out”
Mr Baldwin sprang off his chair as his eyes widened, and great fear gripped him.
“What?!” he growled. “Then why the h’ll are you wasting time reporting back to me? Fking take her a hospital right now!!” he barked worriedly.
“We’re on our way to the nearest hospital as we speak, sir”
“Good, send me the hospital’s address in two seconds, I’m on my way!” he hanged up and shoved the phone back in his pocket.
“What’s going on, Mr Baldwin?” Fatima asked, and Lucas nodded as though that’s what he was gonna ask too.
“My wife passed out, we’re going back to LA right now” Mr Baldwin replied and dashed towards the door, Lucas and Fatima rushed after him.
HIDDEN WIFE : CHAPTER 31 – 40
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