Xavier~
"I refused to defend your case." I was shocked when I saw her text on my phone.
Bella's actions repeatedly shocked me. First, she told me about Alicia having a connection with Jordan; then, she revealed she had a child, and now this. Oh god, please give me the strength to handle all these shocks simultaneously. I sat on the floor and stared at my phone screen with sadness.
Now, who will prove my innocence? Only Veronica Luis has agreed to defend me in court, and after reading her message, I feel devastated. Why did I ask her about her personal life and lose control of my emotions? What could be wrong if she continued to move forward in her life? I also moved on in my life with Alicia. Furthermore, Isabella is not to blame for my failed relationship with Alicia.
I must apologize to her for my actions and show her respect as my attorney. I started to write her an apology, but my heart refused to accept the fact that she had moved on so easily from her past. I want her in my life because I want to feel loved and cared for by her. I understand that my heart is behaving like a rebellious child, yet I'm unsure of how to proceed. I can't see her with someone else.
However, she has entirely changed, so there's no point in holding out hope for our reconciliation. I need to be resilient and prepared to accept the consequences of my actions.
"Miss Luis, I apologize for my behavior today. After learning the truth about Alicia, I lost my composure and misbehaved with you. Please don't refuse to defend me in court, as you already know that you are my last hope of survival. I promise you I will never cross my limits with you ever again." After typing the message, I hit the send button.
I eagerly waited for her response, but even after seeing my message, she didn't reply. I believe she is not yet ready to forgive me. I started my car and headed back to the hotel.
Bella's thoughts occupied my head the entire time I was driving. Who's Bella's husband? Who is the father of her son? Whom was she allowed to conquer her heart? When I asked her about her son, why did she seem so afraid? Is it because she tried to hide her son from me?
When a car pulled in front of me, I applied the brake and snapped out of my reverie. If I hadn't applied the brakes to the car at the appropriate moment, I would have ended up in a car accident.
"It will be good for everyone if I die in a car accident. I am not doing any good by living this miserable life." I cursed myself before getting out of my car.
I wandered blindly back to my hotel room and shut the door. My thoughts went back over the times I spent with Alicia, and I can now pinpoint her secret motivation for every word she says and every action she takes. But if Jordan brought her into my life to exact his retribution, why didn't she kill me?
I can't receive the answers to these questions until I speak with Jordan Lucas. I called up an old acquaintance from college to ask if I might meet Jordan Lucas.
Jordan Lucas is incarcerated in a different city, but my acquaintance, who holds a high police position there, will undoubtedly assist me in getting to meet Jordan Lucas. He agreed to allow me to meet Jordan Lucas.
Bella had not responded to my first message, so I was hesitant to ask her if she would like to come with me to a different city, even though I wanted to invite her to go with me to the police station. Why is she not replying to me? Before leaving my house, she said she had an emergency at her house, so what could it be? Is she in trouble? I'm concerned about her and would like to know more about the emergency that happened at her house, but she hit me in the stomach to make it obvious that I shouldn't be texting her constantly.
I made an effort not to bother her once more, but my hand inadvertently typed the message telling her about my visit to Jordan Lucas. For several minutes, I looked intently at my phone, expecting a response from her, but she failed to read my message. I can only see a single tick on the message now, so maybe she blocked me.
With a heavy sigh, I placed my phone on the side table and went to bed. Because I felt so exhausted today, I fell asleep easily. When I woke up the following morning, I immediately checked my phone, expecting her response, but there was nothing there. Knowing that she didn't block me and read my messages makes me feel better.
After getting dressed, I left the hotel room early in the morning. My car left the city and is currently traveling down the empty highway. I feel a strange sensation in my chest as I take in the quiet surroundings. My thoughts drifted back to the moment I met Jordan Lucas in the courtroom.
I was adamant about getting him executed in the organ supply case, and he was standing at the culprit's place.
On my very first day, I remembered how an elderly woman begged every attorney for justice after Jordan Lucas killed her daughter in an organ trafficking case. As soon as I noticed the elderly woman pleading, I stopped. My elder brother asked me to ignore the elderly woman, but I couldn't resist helping her. I decided to sue Jordan Lucas because I was determined to give her justice.
When my father learned about this news, he became extremely upset with me, as he was well aware of Jordan Lucas's dangerous nature. Jordan's father is a powerful figure in the nation, which is why no attorney would want to handle the prosecution in such a well-known case. I gave my all to compile the evidence against Jordan, and in the last Court held him accountable for his wrongdoings.
However, thanks to his influence, he immediately received bail after applying to the Supreme Court. After one year, we again crossed paths, and this time, he was caught in an act of bank robbery. His father's influence helped him get out of jail each time, but in the most recent case, I not only presented evidence against him but also against his father, resulting in their joint imprisonment.
This time, Jordan Lucas has no support to get out of jail because his father passed away in jail after serving a month. However, I could see the rage and hatred in his eyes when he confronted me during our most recent meeting.
I was so engrossed in my thoughts that I failed to see a woman waving for help with her hand. When I saw Bella standing by the side of the road in my rearview mirror, I applied the brakes. Her presence on the desolate road confused me so much that I quickly reversed my car and slid my car window.