Chapter 2 Two

The court was filled with dead silence that stretched out so long it was beginning to make my breath cease.

Everyone was waiting for the pronouncement of the judge concerning the matter between Rowan and me.

Rowan had taken me to court and had charged me for infidelity. He was a man with powers and money, so he could work things out to his favor.

I stood at the dock waiting for what seemed like the pronouncement of my death sentence.

It definitely had to be my death sentence because Rowan had promised to give me my death. Standing there, I trembled violently, my legs shaking as the pores on the skin released sweat.

My forehead was also doing its work by making my brain bang and my eyes, which were connected to my head, spin nonstop.

"I hereby order that all of Channel's Sydney possessions be given to Rowan Reynolds and an amount of one hundred million dollars be paid to him as compensation for the pain and mental breakdown Rowan Reynolds has been passing through since he got to know about his ex-wife's infidelity. Failure to pay the money within a month will make the accuser get locked up in jail for five years. The judge gave his final verdict and hit his gavel to make it official.

My wobbling feet gave way, and I fell onto the cold floor of the courtroom.

My head whirled furiously without stopping, and my body instantly began itching and became hot. I started panting fast as my breath was escaping from the chambers of my chest.

I grabbed my chest, trying hard to catch my breath, but the stinging pain I was feeling constricted in my chest, causing turmoil and a fainting heart.

Hot tears cascaded down my pale face. My body gave a continuous violent shaking as I tried desperately to hold myself together and understand what was going on.

A hundred million dollars! Where was I to get that from? How was I supposed to pay that?

Between Rowan and me, who was the actual person having a mental breakdown? I cried out in my scattered brain.

This wasn't right. This was total injustice, but who was I to complain?

I was a nobody. A mere female who was just so lucky to catch the attention of a rich heir-a very famous one.

Rowan had used his power in conniving with the court so he could fulfill his threat. He had made some arrangements with the judge-wait, with his uncle, who was actually the judge; they had rubbed minds together so as to shame and make me suffer.

How was I to live on this earth with a baby in my stomach and nothing to call my own? How was I going to cater for myself and my baby?

I suddenly have a debt of one hundred million dollars to pay for someone else's mental breakdown, or else I would become an inmate.

"Why? What did I ever do? I didn't do what I was accused of. I didn't cheat on my husband; someone should please believe me." I cried bitterly, muttering these words in frustration as I looked at the policemen who had taken hold of me and were forcing me out of the courtroom.

From the corner of my eyes, I could see the triumphant smile plastered on Rachel's face as she said to one of her friends standing by her side, "The bitch is out of the way now. My brother is all yours now," and feeling my gaze on her, she gently raised her eyes to look at me, the smile on her lips broadening before she partly raised her hands and waved a mocking goodbye to me.

While still being dragged on, my gaze locked with that of Rowan, who was looking at me with his pretty green eyes, which were dark as they felt distant.

He looked at me with hatred and hurt glowing in his eyes. His long stares, which I hadn't seen before, were piercing my inner soul, causing a kind of unexplainable agony within me.

After being escorted out of the court, I found myself standing at the top of a bridge looking all lost and lonely.

What can I do now? How am I going to live with a child whom I can't provide for when there's a debt hanging around my neck? I questioned myself.

I can't live like this. I have no one and nowhere to go. My mother was dead, I had no siblings as I was an only child, and the only family I have, which is my father, is in the mental hospital with no hope of becoming well again. I don't know how I am going to pay a hundred million dollars within a month, and I don't know how I am going to take care of myself and my baby in my totally empty state.

My heart sank deep down into my belly as I thought of my baby. The only child that fate had decided to bless me with, as I was told by the doctor that something was wrong with my womb and that I was very lucky to be able to carry this child, which will obviously be my only child because as soon as I give birth, my womb will be removed with immediate effect for my safety.

"I am sorry, baby." I cried softly, rubbing my stomach. "I am sorry I can't give you life. I really do want to bring you into this world, carry you, and love you forever, but I can't do that anymore because I don't want you to suffer. I am sorry I have to take your life with mine. Momma is terribly sorry; I really do hope that you will forgive me someday, but for now, I have to do this." I said. Now, I was crying so much that I was gasping for breath.

My sorrow was so much that I couldn't wait to get out of it, and wanting to end it all, I braced myself, shutting my eyes as the cold wind whipped around me, calling me to the depths below. My hands gripped the railing, my trembling legs ready to give way.

Just as I leaned forward, a thunderous voice tore through the afternoon air.

"Channel! Don't you dare!"