Filed to story: Big Bad Husband Please Wake Up All Episodes Free
Sarah took a puff and stared blankly at the wall. She calmed a little. Ciara’s soft voice sounded like music to her ears. This was the first time in ages that she heard something positive from anyone. It was nice to know that someone still believed in her when everyone else had already written her off.
Even if the company’s PR department tried all it could to clean up the mess after the scandal, it would be pointless. She was a singer who had been away for five years, while Lynch was making waves as an A-list actor. Many of the top guns in the entertainment industry were supporting him just because of the amount of profit he brought them. So, it was impossible for the company to offend so many people just for a has-been stár like Sarah.
Ciara was naive and ignorant. That was why she could be so full of hope. She knew nothing about the dog-eat-dog world out there.
“Tell me what happened. I need to hear your side of the story, so I know where to begin,” Ciara continued.
Sarah squinted her eyes and slowly blew a puff of smoke into the air. She had nothing to say.”
Her silence made Ciara anxious. She leaned. forward and took Sarah’s free hand in hers. “We have to come up with a solution while the heat is still on. If we allow this to die down, there might be no comeback.”
Sarah took a deep breath and finally spoke. “Fine. I guess I can trust you on this. What exactly do you want to know?”
Ciara breathed a sigh of relief. She had just jumped over the first hurdle out of the numerous ones that Donna and Andrew set just to sabotage her.
Seeking help from Adrian was out of the question for now. He was just too unpredictable.
Since she was finding her way through this industry by herself, she was thankful that Sarah was finally ready to open up to her. Her first step to gaining a foothold in the company was to solve Sarah’s crisis.
“Tell me about your marriage to Lynch and how things degenerated to this level,” replied Ciara, releasing her hand. Sarah sighed and took a deep drag on her cigarette. Then she told Ciara the whole story.
It was true that she and Lynch got divorced more than a year ago. However, he was the one who had an affair during their marriage. His infidelity was one of the major reasons why they got divorced. The sex tape was real. The man in the tape was Vincent Gray, an unknown model. She had only started dating him after her divorce was finalized.
“Why haven’t you said this to the media? You aren’t the guilty one here, Lynch is!” Ciara said angrily.
Sarah gave her a bitter smile. “I’m guessing you didn’t get the chance to check the news today.”
Hearing this, Ciara whipped out her phone and checked the news. The hottest one was about Vincent’s post. In the post, he apologized to Lynch and alleged that Sarah was the one who seduced him. He also stated that they slept with each other while she was still married to Lynch.
“The moment the sex tape was leaked, I called Vincent several times so he would explain to the public, but I couldn’t get through to him. I wasn’t sure about it at that time. But with the latest development, it’s all clear to me. Vincent is on Lynch’s side. They both set me up. Bastards!” The more Sarah spoke, the angrier she became. Her pretty face and eyes were red at this time. She pounded her fist on the armrest of the sofa. It was as if she would explode any time soon.
It was dark and chilly by the time Ciara finally got off work.
She wrapped herself tightly in her coat and was about to rush to the nearby subway station when a black Maybach came to a screeching halt in front of her.
The back window wound down, revealing a handsome face. It was Adrian.
“You came to work today?” Ciara asked, shivering as a chill breeze crept down her neck.
“Get in.” Adrian glanced at his freezing wife and opened the door with a click.
Ciara hesitated and looked around to make sure there was no one around before she got into the car.
As soon as she sat down, Adrian tossed her a blanket. “Don’t catch a cold. You will infect me. I can’t afford to fall sick again after barely escaping death.”
Ciara growled inwardly as she wrapped herself like a burrito with the blanket. She hadn’t seen this man for a few days, and he was still so sharp-tongued.
“You plan to manage Sarah despite everything she has ongoing?” Adrian suddenly asked.
Ciara was stunned. But when she saw that Horace was behind the wheel, it all clicked.
She lowered her head and rubbed her chin against the blanket. In a dispirited mood, she finally replied, “I have no choice. Besides, Sarah is a victim. Her ex-husband set her up. I want to help her the best way I can.” “What makes you so sure that she’s telling the truth? Did she show you any proof? She could be lying for all we know,” Adrian commented with a chuckle.
“What do you mean?” Ciara stilled for a second. She looked up at him, her eyes narrowing with suspicion.
Adrian held out his phone to her. “See for yourself.”
“What is it?” Puzzled, Ciara took the phone over. The first thing she saw was a picture of a paternity test report.
“That’s the paternity test result of Sarah’s daughter and Lynch. It says that Lynch isn’t the little girl’s father,” Adrian said flatly.
“What? Is this real?” Ciara couldn’t believe it She enlarged the photo quickly. If this report was real, it would be the last nail in the coffin for Sarah. There was no coming back if the media got a hold of this report.
“Of course, it’s real! I got it from the hospital. It appears Lynch had the test conducted over a year ago. Since he hasn’t released it to the media yet, he’s definitely holding it as a trump card. Sarah won’t be able to ride out the storm if this gets out.” Adrian turned to look at the Befuddled Ciara and continued, “It appears Sarah is just using you. She wasn’t a hundred percent honest with you. Everyone has cut all ties with her. But what did you do? You decided to step in hoping to save her. I hope you now see that it was a wrong move.”
An eerie sound was ringing in Ciara’s ears. She wasn’t sure of what to believe now.
Sarah’s sad face appeared in her mind. She remembered how angry the pop star had been. Every word that Sarah said sounded so sincere.
Were they all lies? If so, why did Sarah lie to her?
Adrian’s heart sang when he saw the frustrated look on her face. He moved closer and tipped her chin up with his fingers. “Give it up, Ciara. This matter is beyond you. You and I know that you need my help. If you beg me, I can consider arranging a new artist for you.”
Ciara blinked her eyes several times. “I should beg you?”
“Yes, beg me.” With a snicker, Adrian leaned forward, closing the small distance between them. “After all, it won’t be the first time, and neither will it be the last.”
Those conceited words annoyed Ciara greatly. She struggled to break free from his hold. Suddenly, the car jerked, jolting her toward him. Her Ips pressed against his. The softness of his lips caught her off guard.
A muffled groan escaped from Adrian’s mouth.
Ciara’s brain seemed to stop functioning. Her widened eyes were so close to his that she could see her reflection in them.
Many seconds passed before Ciara finally came to her senses. She realized she was supporting herself with her hand on Adrian’s crotch!
Time seemed to have stopped while the awkward kiss lasted. A deafening silence fell in the car as soon as it began moving again. Ciara pulled away from Adrian and rubbed her lips with the back of her hand. Her cheeks turned red in a split second.
Adrian moved to the opposite side. He stared out of the window, looking unusually embarrassed. He swallowed hard as he tried to conceal the bulge in his pants.
The humming sound of the engine was the only sound that could be heard as the tension continued to build up.
Ciara didn’t have the courage to look at Adrian again. She couldn’t stop thinking of how soft and warm his lips were, and the bulge she felt while her hand rested on his crotch. These thoughts were driving her crazy.
The car suddenly jolted and halted again. Caught off guard, Ciara fell to the side. Her forehead hit Adrian’s hard shoulder. The pain made her cry out and brought tears to her eyes.
Adrian stretched out one hand to help her up. Then he turned to Horace.
“Why the hell are you driving so recklessly?”
Horace replied apologetically, “I’m sorry, sir. It wasn’t intentional. There’s a car accident ahead. We are stuck in a traffic jam.”
Ciara pressed her palm against her aching forehead. She looked out of the window and saw that there was a crowd ahead. A private car had crashed into a taxi.
“I guess we will have to wait for a while,” said Horace, turning off the ignition.