CHAPTER 93
ROBERT’ S POV
~ That revelation came as a shock to her because she stared at me with her brows pulled in together and her mouth slightly open.
“So you’ve been spying on me like a freak all this time?” She shot at me. ~
“No…” I grimaced.
“Then how do you know whether or not I visited her when she was in prison?” She pinned me on the spot with her piercing gaze.
I wanted to come up with something to cover up. There was no way I could tell her Frank had been investigating her but I was just stammering all through like a fucking idiot.
“You want a piece of my advice?” Her expression suddenly changed as she said, stopping me from stuttering further.
“Huh…” I muttered, my brows drawing closely in confusion. Advice on what? All I needed was for her to tell me where I could find Lily and my kids. Even if it was just a word. I’ll gladly take it. Since she’d been visiting Lily while she was in prison, there was a high chance she also knew about my kids.
“Don’t bother thinking about going to find her,” She said firmly with no vestige of emotion and I froze. “She’s happy and she’s moved on. If you do, you’ll just be opening up old wounds and hurting her more. Because of you, she lost everything her job, her mum, and seven years of her freedom just to mention but a few. Even when you two were married, you had no regard for her. You treated her like scum, cheated on her with that Scarlett witch and watched her talk shit about her in front of everyone. What type of man doesn’t stand up for the woman he loves? What makes you think she’ll want to see you after everything you put her through? Robert, do yourself a huge favour and stop looking for her. Forget that she ever existed because that’s the best thing you’ll be doing for right now.”
Her words left me speechless in shock, the pain that came with it stinging deep in my guts. I couldn’t believe what she just said. How is possible that I’m the reason Lily lost her mum? When Jane said she was happy and had moved on, does it mean she’d found someone else better, someone who had succeeded where I failed? Someone who will be a stepfather to my kids which Jane didn’t mention anything about, and watch them grow up. This can’t be true. This was one of my greatest fears and I can’t live to see it come to pass. Maybe she was lying. Did Lily tell her to do this to torture me?
“How is it possible I’m the reason her mum is gone?…” I managed to ask, my voice barely above a whisper, filled with disbelief and desperation. There were still tons of other questions swirling uncontrollably in my mind, like violent waves in my head.
She scoffed and shook her head, staring at me with stern in her eyes. “I can see you’re still clueless after all these years…”
She wanted to say something else which I sensed could be important. Perhaps an answer to my questions. But she stopped herself and let out an exhaustive sigh instead.
“I don’t even know why I’m wasting my time with you. I don’t know where Lily is. Even if I know, you’ll be the last person on earth I’ll tell because you don’t deserve to see her again,” She said while washing me head to toe with a condescending sneer. “Don’t come back to my house. Don’t you dare spy on me. If we happen to cross paths by chance, act like you have never seen me before because if you don’t, I’ll tell my husband you’re bothering me and I won’t hesitate to report you to the police for harassment.”
“No wait… I need answers…” I pleaded, desperate for answers, even if they’d tear me apart. But she slammed the door shut in my face.
“Shit!” I mumbled in frustration, thinking of what to do.
My mind and entire body were in turmoil. I felt like a boat cast adrift in the middle of an ocean. A lost soul wondering in the middle of a very hot and conspicuous desert. I can’t believe Jane left me hanging like this. Not even a single clue on where or how to find Lily. Coming to this place, I had hope. A very big one. Only for it to be crushed to a pulp again. This was the third time. Fuck…! I can’t live like this. I can’t continue living with this pain because it was tearing me apart. I have to find another means. No matter what it takes.
My chauffeur was still in the car waiting for me. I had wasted too much time. He must have seen everything play out because I caught a glimpse of him staring from the driver’s seat. This was so embarrassing for someone of my status who he considered his boss. No one has treated me the way Jane just did in a long time. But fuck status and treatments now. I had to think of another means quickly.
There was no use coming back here or pressing the doorbell again with hopes Jane would open up because she already made it clear she wanted nothing to do with me. What if I manage to woo her with my charms? Women easily fell for it. Or kidnapped her and tortured the answers from her? No…no…no… What am I even thinking? That won’t work. No matter how cold and cruel I can be at times, I wasn’t that type of person.
I pulled out my phone and sent Frank a text. “I need you to keep an eye on Jane. Never lose sight of her. I want a detailed report on the people she meets, the places she visits, and, if possible, access to her phone so I can monitor her call logs. Don’t let her suspect anything.”