Stand By Me Darling
Chapter 65: Confused And Disoriented

Chapter 65: Confused And Disoriented

"What are you blabbering?" she asked as he took a deep breath and fixed his suit. He knew he had overstepped and he sheepishly looked around knowing he screwed up.

"You don’t know?" he was surprised. "He made his brother brain dead and his family kept Raymond alive using machines just to keep their golden child off prison...! See! He is not a good person, Talia. If he can have the heart to kill his own brother, what else he won’t do?"

Talia felt her head spinning hearing all that.

Wasn’t Ray arrested and he killed himself in prison? What is this hypocrite saying?

Could it be the truth?

Talia felt her stomach hurting as she couldn’t digest all the informations burning inside her mind. She just wanted to get out of there and empty her stomach.

"What do you really want, Edward? I really don’t understand. At first you said you would like to confer Arthur with some title so he’d be of match to me, the Princess but then you want me to renounce my title and divorce Arthur... And now you are saying Arthur killed his brother... How does any of these make sense? " she shook her head seeing him standing there silent.

Why? He wanted to make her feel ashamed for being married to some commoner and he couldn’t resist mocking Arthur. He also wanted to test her feelings for Arthur and that’s why he brought up the title. But it is fairly obvious she is in love with him.

" It doesn’t matter, Talia... Just return back... Take this as me begging.... Just return..." his sapphire blue eyes shimmered in those warm chandelier light like deep sea and with slighy trembling hands, he tried to hold her shoulder.

Come back... Or they’ll kill you.

"I’m not returning, Edward," Talia took a step back avoiding his hand.

Prince Edward wanted to slap her and his anger showed in his eyes but he closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

"Why not?"

He’s here begging her to return back for her own safety and she is still being stubborn? How stupid is she?

"If you don’t return things will get... Bad... Really bad for you. Even those roiderbanks royals cannot save you! Be good and just listen to our elders. They always do us good..."

He kept on talking making Talia cringe.

Who is he calling roiderbanks? They are richer than his family! They frigging own a country!

" I’m leaving and I don’t want to see any of you again!" she said firmly and turned to leave.

Prince Edward saw her actually leaving and he could see the faint red marks on her fair shoulders where he previously grabbed her.

’How delicate is she?’ he wondered and his hands paused from grabbing her shoulder but still he wanted to stop her and he tried to grab her hand but ended up grabbing her skirt.

’Damn! What did I do? ’ his brain realised the blinder he did and before he let go of her skirt, he felt a sting shove.

As she took another step forward, Talia felt him grabbing her skirt and she got ferociously mad and gritting her teeth pushed him away with all her strength and he almost got tripped by the chair behind him and balanced himself from falling somehow by grabbing the table and his plates fell in the floor crashing making a loud noise.

’She actually shoved me? For me accidentally touching her clothes? How dare she?’

He got mad seeing that glare in her eyes.

"We will expose all your past relationships and it will ruin both you and Arthur’s life. We will remind everyone that you are a murderer and an adulterer and also a traitor to our nation. We don’t have to do nothing much and the stocks will fall itself. Just think how hurt your grandfather will be..?"

His anger slightly reduced seeing her face getting pale visibly and his voice got softer.

"Talia, Don’t make us do that. Just come back with me and we will make them forget everything from the past..."

"Ahh! "

His screams echoed in that almost empty restaurant as she poured the montrachet wine leftover in her glass right over his face. That golden liquid drenched his face and trickled down on his white suit, staining it. There were still droplets dripping from his thick eyebrows and beard.

Talia still wasn’t pleased yet and seeing some wine still left in the glass, she walked over and emptied the glass over his head and even placed the glass on the top of his head upside down so there won’t be a single drop of wine left on the glass while he stood there bewildered.

’ Has this ever happened to him? No!’

Talia felt her stomach getting better seeing the big glass still resting on the guy frozen like a statue. She could hear the crazily snapping sound of the cameras.

’ I really did it! But... He dared to touch me! And he even brought up my biggest regret?’

’Why did I cheat! Well, technically I didn’t since I’m not married but still... Why did I? ’

’And this pig touched my skirt!’

"Do it! I dare you to do it! But remember the saying about those who live in glass houses," she smirked looking at him. The glass was still on his head and it really fit on the crown of his head.

Crown suitable for a hypocrite!

" I just want to live my own life."

Saying this she turned and with long strides walked towards the exit.

*Crash*

" You’ll regret this!!!"

She heard the glass breaking and followed by his shout and not minding any of that she walked straight out.

The moment she left the room, she felt her hands tremble and she walked straight to the powder room and locked the door.

Sitting on the couch, she took deep breaths. She checked the little camera in her clutch and switched it off. If everything went well, it would all be recorded perfectly. Even if the guy she hired had messed up, she’d have her own copy of what actually happened here.

She splashed some water on her face and seeing how pale she looked, she touched up her makeup and left the room and got down the elevator and the clerk brought her coat to her and politely asked her if she needed a cab and asked her to wait in the lounge.

She received a text message and after replying the message, got in the cab arranged for her and got down from the cab after passing ten blocks.

She got down and entered the small diner and waited for the guy she hired. He is some freelancer her firm would hire at times and he is pretty good at what he does.

"Ms. Whiteford, are you okay?" Phil asked seeing her just stirring the milkshake with the straw without drinking it.

What happened to her is assault. He was really worried for her. That man she met should be someone with influence. He had his horde of paps with him too.

" Show me, "she told him not answering his question.

He knew his place and he opened his laptop and placed the SD card and played the recording.

" Since you informed me earlier, I was able to set three cameras and a listening device in the table you sat. So everything is covered in every angle."

He explained proudly and Talia was truly amazed by the clarity of the video and voice.

Truly he is the best.

" Miss, you can sue him for assault if you wish," he said and Talia could see the concern in his eyes.

Yeah, sometimes those who are strangers to you will have more sympathy. People are weird.

She nodded not saying anything and sent him the payment and he left with a smile getting a grand more than he asked for.

"Be careful, miss!" he waved his hand as he ruffled his hair and removed his suit. This was the first time he wore a suit and had dinner at such fancy restaurant. He had watched these rich people from a distance and never could understand them.

There is no difference between them and the people from his neighbourhood. That guy who hurt her... There are a lot of men he’s seen act that way to women.

Maybe it is human nature and nothing to do with money and the way they grow up.

Talia hailed a cab herself and throughout the way she couldn’t help but wonder what made Arthur hurt his brother.

Was it because he wanted to stop the wedding between me and Ray?

She felt more troubled. She didn’t want that. If he actually did it for her, she’d feel more guilty.

Arthur is someone who is short-tempered. But he is a very good guy and he would never fatally hurt someone. He is not like Cyrus who’d wait for the perfect chance and take a chunk at the enemy’s throat. He is a good guy.

Did he break his character for me?

She felt her head spin.