The Sinclair Series Book #1: Tragedy Of Love

Chapter Four: Cats and Bags

Zeke's POV
It's a quiet Sunday afternoon.

Vivi and I were at it since I came home. I asked her to prove that she loves me. After spending a few minutes in my car watching her and the neighbor in something I didn't understand or even see clearly in the darkness if night, I just wanted one assurance... her love. When we make love it's beautiful. It's powerful. It's pure. It's our moment where we share our time, thoughts, bodies and energy with each other. That is what should make a marriage beautiful, exclusivity. Knowing that your significant other is only yours. Last night didn't feel that way when I was seated in my car watching the neighbor groping her. What's worse, she didn't tell me that he came on to her.

I know there's a lot she hasn't told me. I am trusting her to open up gradually. If she doesn't she will strain this marriage. I already feel we are getting there.

"Mom!" I exclaimed when I saw her seated on the sofa. She got up and bowed her head as I did the same. "Have you been waiting long?"

I kissed my daughter.

"Since ten in the morning. It's important that we speak. Chen,   go to your room."

She left immediately.

"Is something wrong at home? Is father alright? Nai nai?"

"They are all fine. How are you my son?"

"I'm tired. I haven't gotten in any sleep. But I'm alright."

"And your wife? How is she?"

"She's well." I'm feeling concerned. My mother is a nice person. She has her reservations about people and she's mostly right. She didn't warm up to Vivi immediately. It took time.

"I have something... How is your marriage? I'm asking because if this."

She gave me a photograph. I felt the blood in my veins running cold. It's Vivi and she is lip locked with a man. I checked the other photographs and it's the same thing. I know this man. He sat at my table and shared a meal with my family. Last night she was with him.  He was gropping her in the dark. Now I think I know what I saw.

I lost the strength in my legs and I sat down.

I placed the photograph on the table. My mother frowned at me. Her eyes are full of sympathy for me. She wanted me to marry a good girl from a good family. I chose my own wife completely going against the tradition in my family where my mother should have chosen my bride. She did it for my brother by befriending a girl, getting to know her and then giving a recommendation. Weng is pretty happy with his wife while I'm about to go to war with mine. Mother knows best must be right. Nai nai convinced her to let me do as I wish; marry the Irish girl my family knew nothing about. I protected her when I came up with a lie telling my family she is an orphan who doesn't have a family to keep her mess past buried. My family doesn't do messy.

"Ask her to come down here and explain that." She spoke up. "This pains me! Tell her to come down."

"When was it taken?" I asked while trying to find some logical explanation.

"Wednesday morning. Where were you?"

"At the company."

"Where was she?"

I scratched my head trying to remember. "She said she was going shopping. Chen needed some new clothes."

"Did they go together? Was my granddaughter part of this debauchery?"

A picture is worth a thousand words. I want to explain this in a way where she comes out unscathed but I don't have anything. If she did take my daughter with her, I'll never forgive her for it. I'm trying to raise a good girl while fighting against her nature to be as unruly as her mother. I don't want a daughter who will dishonor our family name.