Regrets and Mistakes

Chapter 32

Hastings POV
I have come too far to let anyone ruin my perfect plot,I will marry my baby,steal her fortune without her ever finding out and leave the country,I knocked chuma unconscious,we arrived at the lovely house my mother and I lived in All thanks to my godfather,speak of generosity,I sighed,a savior,I grinned,my tactile hallucinations were kicking in,what the hell is crawling in my skin,I dragged chuma into the room,she regained her consciousness trying to scream,my mother...ooh shit she was part of the people who found out who I really was,I watched the two women glare at each other,they had no choice but to be friends honestly,I was going to let them go of course.
I texted my baby to see if she got home safe,why won't she,the real monster is her protector nothing bad can ever happen to her.
Samba's POV
I heard her enter the house,I hugged my pillow tight so I can pretend to be sleeping,my sisters life had turned into a fairytale,I wish it was like this for her always,I certainly do not want to be the one to tell her who her father is,Muna can be unpredictable,my business right now is bringing her step mother to justice,I giggled at my thoughts,chuma is actually her step mother,there was a time she thought she did everything right,I wish she thought about that time and realize this life is not hers,I love the glamorous life yes I have always wanted to get out of that life but Hastings brings me some negative energy,I got up adhered with the thoughts I was having,I connected the plug for the pc Jorge gave me for our investigation,I looked him up,the news on his was him being the godson of mweemba and his best friends son,this means he is not rich as he displays it,he is just an employee at that hospital just like Muna,this obviously means nothing but ...but nothing my subconscious reminded me,so the funeral Muna attended was her his fathers funeral,I fell asleep reading articles about the rich and famous,the next morning Muna was on my door step,telling me to go to the hospital," Muna" I called out squinting my eyes,she turned around and looked at me curious to hear what I had to say," I miss you" my words turned her face surprised,was Muna being emotional about my words,it's true what they say about love,I just wish it was directed at Jorge,I wish she knew how crazy he is about her" if you don't mind can we hang out you know you me and your man" I flushed,pressing my eyes to avoid her frown," Hastings..." she muttered," yes" I got up from the bed trying to justify my statement,I have messed up haven't I."I'll ask him if he will be down for it,I'll text you if anything " ooh okay so it is possible then,I need to do something today I need to know more about this man,the fact that he is so close to that family has me feeling uncomfortable,I will not tell Jorge anything he might feel cornered. She left the room as I removed my clothes to take a bath.
Chuma's POV
I blame her and her alone,she has raised this boy with entitlement he feels entitled to my husband's wealth,he is sicker than I thought," did you know your son is a murderer " i bluntly asked her,trying to find a comfortable spot in the room," you did this sera,you did this,you raised him with entitlement you never taught him he could make his own money,he always felt the need to get it from my husband,he could not handle the thought of my mweemba having his own child to spoil" her tears rolled down her cheeks,I could not imagine how she was feeling but in that moment I was worried about my husbands safety and Muna as well,a psycho like him was too dangerous to be on the loose." We need to find a way to leave this place sera,can you stop being a chicken for once in your life"
Mweemba's POV
Overwhelming,excited,anxious,happy,sad,I had all these emotions in me at once,what was her first word,did her mother tell her about me,does she know I exist,will she hate me,will she accept me,I need to get ready,I got out of bed,my emotions plus my anger for her did not allow me to sleep in my room,I went straight to the room down stairs and slept there,still sleeping as peacefully as I slept last night was strange coming from chuma,she would have at least called me or tried to look for me,I covered my body in a rob walking downstairs hoping to see her and talk about everything with her,a part of me badly wanted to be wrong it was not her responsible for all the terrible things she was being accused of,I noticed her phone was on the table,something chuma would never do,I ran down the stairs to grab her phone,her wallpaper was a picture of our fingers with our wedding rings,so many memories were flashing in my head,I really love chuma,despite our problems,our issues and our different personalities,I really hope she has nothing to do with the death of my best friend. " chuma!chuma" I called out heading to the kitchen hoping to find her,she was not there,I went to our room and noticed her clothes on the floor,her wardrobe was the most organized thing in this house," Jorge! My wife is missing " my knees buckled.