Episode 16

CHRISTIANE

After a couple of hours, I found myself in the hallway, still accompanied by Karl.

"Hello, are you Miss Christiane Fischer?"

"Yes, it's me."

"I am Edgar Schneider, the director of the magazine. I'm delighted that you have agreed to be our cover story. We will only ask you a few questions."

"Questions? They didn't mention that to me. " She asked, surprised.

"It's necessary for our readers to get to know more about the trending woman.

"Well, alright. I just hope they won't be as ruthless as last time. " I replied with an ironic smile and a lot of confidence.

"Don't worry, you are our special guest. I won't allow any impertinence towards you."

"Okay, I hope so."

"Would you like something to drink, like coffee or..."

"No, just a glass of water. And will you be the one asking the questions?"

"No, one of my best reporters will handle it."

"Alright."

He stared at me, a man in his thirties with brown hair and dark eyes, very attractive.

"I apologize for my boldness, but you are very beautiful."

"Thank you. " I blushed.

Then a girl approached us and introduced herself.

"Hello, Mrs. Meyer. Nice to meet you. My name is Elizabeth, and I'll be the reporter in charge of asking the questions."

"The pleasure is mine. " I replied as we shook hands. Once with the reporter, I felt at ease. She was a very intelligent and pleasant woman.

"Well, shall we proceed with the questions?"

"Alright. I'm a bit nervous, I've never done something like this before."

"Don't worry, it's normal."

She asked me how Markus and I met, where we got married, and if Mr. Rodolfo Meyer approved of our relationship. The questions weren't that difficult to answer, but surely nobody would like the responses. Being a woman with a different mindset who doesn't care about exposing myself to the public eye, I would take this opportunity to expose the person who has caused me the most harm and make them pay for what they've done. Unfortunately, I am not that woman. I didn't want to lie; I wanted to be as honest as possible while evading details.

"I met Markus three years ago, on a night when I was almost assaulted and killed. Mr. Rodolfo Meyer saved me, but in the process, he almost got killed himself. Fortunately, Markus arrived in time and prevented it. I became friends with the family, and you could say that I became another granddaughter to Mr. Meyer. In all this, a strong affection for Markus developed, and we decided to get married earlier. It was on the grandfather's birthday, like his gift. We didn't make it public due to the sudden death of Mr. Rodolfo.

[Ironically, our wedding was the best gift for my grandfather.]

"About three years ago, Mr. Rodolfo Meyer was admitted to the hospital because of some assailants, but we were informed that it was an attempted robbery. It was to help you, and it's quite impressive."

"Yes, well, Mr. Rodolfo was someone very special. " I couldn't help feeling sad as I recalled the night I met my valiant gentleman.

"I can sense the love you had for him."

"Yes, the truth is, he was like a grandfather to me."

"And why does Mr. Markus travel to Italy without you?"

"We weren't in a position to celebrate anything. It had only been a few weeks since my grandfather's death, and he traveled for business."

No words, it's all quite clear. They tell us that you are an accountant who will soon start working with your husband, Mr. Markus.

"I haven't decided yet. I may start my own company."

"Thank you for your time, Mrs. Meyer."

"No, thank you."

"Now the photographer is ready, and they will touch up your makeup."

They handed me some photos. I felt strange but they helped me feel more confident. A few more photos, and we were done.

Later, Mr. Schneider approached again.

"Mrs. Fischer... Or should I say, Mrs. Meyer?"

"Christiane would be preferable."

"Alright, it has truly been a pleasure to be the first ones to interview you."

I just laughed and replied, "Honestly, the pleasure is all mine. Believe me, I'm benefiting more from this than you are. I don't think anyone in this city is interested in me."

"How can you say that? Besides being beautiful, you have many qualities. You're intelligent, assertive, and kind."

"How can you know all of that if we hardly know each other?"

"It's not necessary," that look speaks for itself.

We said goodbye, Mr. Edgar left a very good impression on me, besides being handsome, he was very friendly.

MARKUS

I've had some problems at the company, so I've had a lot of work.

These past few days, I checked Christiane's GPS, and she didn't do anything different, just went to her mother's house and her friend's, but today, when I checked, I noticed the area where she was.

I called her, and she didn't answer. Then, I called Karl, and he didn't answer either.

That worried me and made me angry, so I left the office and headed towards where she was, but I noticed she was leaving. So, I called Karl again, and he answered.

"Speak, sir."

"Take my wife home, I'll go straight there."

"As you wish."

I hung up the call and told Jackson to drive as fast as possible. When we arrived, she hadn't arrived yet. I went up to my room to wait for her; I needed to know where she had been.

A few days ago, while rummaging through some drawers looking for a tie, I found various colored lingerie, with and without lace. This made me think of many things.

I heard her voice talking to Bettina; she thinks she can deceive me, but she's very wrong. She would come here to get changed, and if my suspicions are correct, she's coming now.

She entered and was very surprised to see me. However, I was even more surprised by how she was dressed. She looked gorgeous; there was no doubt, but it infuriated me to think she had gotten ready to meet someone.

"Can you explain to me where you were? " I said sharply.

"Looking for your money."

Upon hearing that, I lost control. I approached her and grabbed her arm.

"In what way? Were you rolling around with some guy? I want to know his name so I can kill him with my own hands. I was out of my mind at this point; it's the moment when even I fear what could happen."

"Let me go, you're hurting me " she tried to free herself, but I couldn't contain myself anymore. I grabbed her and kissed her, ignoring her protests. I held her tightly against me, then she pushed me away and observed me.

He kisses more deliciously.

She threw the check at me with the amount stipulated in the contract as remuneration.

"What did you have to do? " my blood was boiling at that moment.

She stepped back. "I'll leave it to your imagination " and ran out of the room. Damn it.

"Christiane, stop, come back right now! " I went after her, but she locked herself in her room.

CHRISTINE

I ran to my room and locked myself in. Then, he started banging on the door, demanding I open it. He was very angry, but I didn't open it. My heart felt like it was going to burst out of my chest, without realizing it, I started crying.

I touched my lips. I didn't know what I was feeling for him, but it bothered me that he thought I was capable of sleeping with a man for money.

I never did, not even when I was in that situation with my father's debts, let alone now.

If he thought that, he could do so with reason... I made him think that maybe I had been with someone. It wasn't a good idea, but I didn't care.

I moved away from the door and walked towards the bed, assuming a vulnerable position. I was afraid he might open that door and hurt me again.

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