Our Designed Love

CHAPTER-24

EVAN

I poured the glass of wine placed infront of me as I took a sip. A sigh left my mouth when I remembered the conversation with one of my men sometimes ago.

"Yes sir, Shyla Gilbert was the girlfriend of Jacob Roy for almost 4 years. They both went to the same University in Kansas and that's where their relationship started."

My fist clenched with the thought that out of everyone in this world, Shyla has to be the one related with Jacob Roy. For the first time in my whole life, I got the courage to love a girl, not because she is just a girl but because she is Shyla. The one who makes me feel perfect in every aspect. The one who makes my heart complete every time I see her. The one who makes me smile even in the worst of situation.

And there is Jacob Roy, who is going to die by my own hands. The person who betrayed me in every way possible. And the person whom I am going to tear into pieces once he is entirely caught by me.

"They were in a relationship for 4 years. That means she was his girlfriend when that incident took place." I heard Marcus's voice beside me. But the one thing that surprised me is that how come Marcus Wilson didn't know about this. He is a professional crime detective and keeps every information of any person who is involved in any of his cases. But how was he unaware of the fact that Shyla and Jacob were in a relationship.

"How come you didn't know about this?" I said as I kept the glass of wine back in the table. He took a sip and sighed.

"Who said I was unaware?" My eyes widened. This bastard knew about their relationship and was a silent puppet till now.

"Are you kidding me Wilson? Why didn't you tell me about this?" I asked him but he ignored my words and continued drinking his wine. My fist clenched in anger as I stood up and shoved the glass from his mouth which caused it to fall down with a loud noise. The glass broke and pieces scattered around the floor.

"What the hell Kavinsky? Did you expect me to tell you that the first girl you fell in love with was your worst enemy's girlfriend?" He said as he stood up too.

"I deserved to know it." I said but this time in a low pitch.

"I know but Shyla has nothing do with anything that Jacob has done. She doesn't even know what kind of a bastard her boyfriend is." He replied and turned his back towards me. I heard the deep sigh that left his mouth.

"Ex- boyfriend." I said as he turned around and gave me a look of disbelief.

"Do you think when Jacob will entirely reveal himself in front of Shyla, she will think of him as an ex- boyfriend? They didn't break up Kavinsky. Things happened that made them away from each other." He said as I shook my head in disagreement.

"That will happen when he will be able to reveal himself infront of Shyla. I will kill that bastard even before he thinks of manipulating Shyla into his idiotic acts."

"He is way more cunning Kavinsky. He is probably planning somewhere to escape from you this time too. We have to take every step in a careful manner. Let me find out something." He said and before he walked out of the door.
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SHYLA

I looked at the curtains which where not giving me a good glance of the view outside in the balcony. It was nearly eight o'clock in the evening and till now I don't have the courage to even walk out of the room. Ave and Linda are out for having dinner in the restaurant. They told me to stay inside as they will bring the dinner here for me. I got up from the bed and made my way towards the balcony.

My eyes fell on the pool side. My body shivered with the thought of him. He is alive and he was standing there just a little far from me. He was watching me. That day in the club, I saw him too. After everything that has happened, there is not a single part of me that thinks that he is dead. Is he alive? If so then why isn't he coming back to me? Why is he watching me in secret? Why can't he just face me and explain everything? All the questions surrounded my head and made my body strangely weak.