The Unfair Game

The Unfair Game 34

Katherine POV.

"I hate her! I hate her! I hate her!" I screamed on top of my voice. I was in so much temper, pain and hatred. I wanted to see Anessa Peart suffer for interfering into my marriage. She humiliated me in public and she will pay for what she did. I won't stay alive and watch my husband loving another woman. I quickly reached for my laptop and started researching Anessa's life.

"Interesting" I cheered when I read the news on her and her abusive lover. Further more I discovered which prison he is being held.

Two days after, I told my husband I was going on a business trip in Miami but instead I took a short trip to Los Angeles in the perfect disguised. Blonde hair, ton skin color which my make up artiste did perfectly and a fake passport. I visited Marcel Marshall the same day I landed in Los Angeles.

After five minutes of waiting, he was guided into the room where I was. He looked at me confused but still hold a serious face. He looked unpleasant in the baggy grey suit, his hair all grown and cruffs on both his hands and feet. A guard stood close to the door as we speak.

"Who the f**k are you ?" He asked with his voice lacing with venom.

"Someone one who is will to get you out of here" I whispered while ensuring the guard didn't hear.

"And how the f**k will you do that?" He asked leaning forward with his hazel orbs piercing through mines.

"I have my ways but first I need you to agree on helping me with something" I told him.

"And what's that?" He leaned back in the chair and place his hands on the table.

"When I get you out of here, I need you to take your girlfriend or ex girlfriend however you put it, far away from my husband. Anessa Peart is tearing my life apart, she is having an affair with my husband and I need it to stop" I explained.

His expression became ten times worst when I mentioned Anessa's name.

"Why should I even trust you? I don't even know you or who your husband is" Marcel scoffed.

"You can call me Suzanne but as for my husband, I won't say but I bet you'll figure it out and you would want the same thing as me. I need that b!tch away from my husband so will you take the offer?" I was getting annoyed and needed to leave this place.

He slammed his hands on the desk hard catching the guard attention but he didn't move. "As much as I'm very fond of offer, I'll slit your throat for calling my wife names!" He threatened dangerously.

To say I wasn't intimidated by him would be a lie. I've done my researched on him and the things he did wasn't pleasant but I love my husband and will do whatever it cost to keep him.

"Let me know if you're interested otherwise I'll seek help else where" I said seriously, while picking my purse from my lap to stand up.

"Wait! I agree. So what's the plan of getting out?" He asked slowly, while eyeing the guard.