SLS#2# Revengeful Mrs. Blankfein

Jesus Christ

Cindy's POV

" There is Josh." Chloe said and I ran to him.

" What happened, Josh? Is he ok?" He asked me.

" He is perfectly fine." Josh said smilingly. I wiped my tears.

" I said he is fine. Aren't you happy with that?" He asked me and I nodded.

" I was scared." I said.

" He will make it up. Don't worry." Josh said. " Can we talk to him now?" I asked him.

" He is sleeping but you can see him." He said.

" Ok. That's enough for me." I said and entered the cabin.

I slowly went inside the cabin and found my husband sleeping on the bed. I sat in front of him on the bed. His face was looking a bit irritated. I touched his cheek then started to run my fingers through his hair. To make him feel a bit better. He was sleeping peacefully now. Suddenly he took a turn holding the scarf I was wearing in his fist tightly. I chuckled. He is really a kid. I removed the scarf from myself. Such a kid he is. I kissed on his forehead and then on his nose, cheeks and gave him a peck on his lips before coming out of the cabin.

" How is he?!" Clara asked me.

" Sleeping." I said and she nodded.

" Good then." Clara said.

" How has that happened?" I asked her

" I was feeding Nova and suddenly he called. I picked up the call but he didn't say anything. I went to his room and found he was laying on the bed unconsciously. Then we took him to hospital. Rest you know already." She said and I nodded.

" But how suddenly he can lose his senses?" I asked her.

" He found out your wedding album which have all those photos of your wedding both of the wedding. I think it effect him severely." She said. What?!!

" Are you sure it was our wedding album?" I asked her.

" Yes. I checked it all the way to the hospital." She said and gave me the album. I checked it. It was our wedding album but it wasn't mine. Because I have taken away all of my albums from our room before Steve was shifted there. There was not a single photo of our wedding in our room.

" It's not mine, Clara." I said.

" What?!" She asked me.

" You remember I took all the photos of our wedding away from our room before we took Steve home?! I do remember clearly. It's not mine." I said.

" Are you sure?" She asked me.

" Yeah. 100% sure." I said to her.

" Then how come this is in your room?" She asked me.

" Someone must have put it in the closet who knew it very well that it will effect Steve that much." I said.

" Then who can do this?!" She asked me.

" I don't know. But ..." I thought for a second. " Can you think Dorothy can do that?" I asked her.

" She?! Why will she do that?" Clara asked looking at her who was checking her phone.

" To take revenge. Not impossible." I said. She picked out her phone and called Jacob.

" Ma'am, you need anything? Is Sir doing well now?" He asked.

" Everything is well. Jack, keep trapping Dorothy Blankfein's phone until I inform you my work is done." She said in a very low tone that only Jacob and I could hear.

" As you wish, ma'am. Take care." He said and Clara hung up.

" Let's go." She said.

" Where?" I asked her.

" Just come with me." She said and we stood at a distance from Dorothy which will allow her listen to every single word of ours. Clara took her phone and put it on her ear.

" Yes, we will send this album to find out if there is some else's finger print on this album. Because, Cindy is saying she has took away all the albums from the room before. So, someone must have put this one in the closet." Clara acted a bit.

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" Mmm...hmm.. ok. I will send it to you. How long will it take?" She asked.

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" That's great. Ok. No worries." She acted like hanging up. I chuckled inwardly.

" What happened?" I asked her.

" They are saying it can take two or more days to find out. But it's ok. We just need to do a list whoever was at home that time." She said and I looked at Dorothy with the corner of my eyes. She stood up and left at once. I sighed. Is this what I was thinking about?!! I don't know.

We were waiting suddenly when Jacob came to us with an angry expression.

" What happened?!!" I asked him.

" I have never thought Mrs. Blankfein has brought her kids up exactly like herself." He said.

" What happened?" Clara asked and he gave us the recoding of the phone calls that Dorothy made with Abraham. They really wanted to take revenge for sending their mother behind the bar.

" Still Mr. Blankfein thinks he can be proud of his kids?!" Chloe asked.

" What happened here?" Patrick asked us as he came with a sleeping Nova in his arms. That little girl was clutching on her father's neck tightly. I kissed on her forehead. Clara told Patrick what happened there. He was shocked as well.

" No use. Mr. Blankfein will still believe his kids." Clara said.

" Babe, let's talk to Dorothy. She must have an explanation." Patrick said.

" She needs a tight slap across her face. Steve has always considered her as his sister and what she has done!?! Tried to hurt him again and again. We should call the cops and send both of the Blankfein siblings to their mother." Clara said. I sighed. True. Tried of evil games. Let's live happily now ending everything.

" Calm down, Honey." Patrick tried to convince Clara but she glared at him.

" Come with me." She pulled him with her.

I entered the cabin again and sat next to Steve. He was still clutching on my scarf.

" I knew you will come." He said still his eyes were closed.

" You woke up?!" I asked and he opened his eyes and looked at me. I smiled.

" How are you feeling now?!" I asked him.

" I am feeling better as my wife is here with me." He said and my eyes open widened.

" Jesus Christ!!!" I could only say covering my mouth with my hands. He got his memory back?!