Rachel The Celebrity’s Hidden Wife Chapter 32
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🔸 Rachel The Celebrity’s Hidden Wife:
🔸(Our Lives Behind Closed Doors)🔸
“You’re so helpless, see yourself out… I’m very busy” I waved my cleaning rag at her and turned back to the table I was cleaning.
“I know it’s you and you can’t deny it” she grabbed my hair at once and pulled me back by it.
Oh no, bîtch, you didn’t just do that.
“You’ve messed up my hair and it fûcking hurt, let go” I told her, but the idiot didn’t listen.
I turned around and landed a resounding slap on her pancaked face, before grabbing her hair too. We both started pulling each other’s hair as hard as we could.
“Fuçking let go of my hair!” she growled.
“Let go of my hair first!” I growled back.
Instead of letting go, she pulled harder and I didn’t relent, I also pulled her hair as hard as I could. After some minutes she let go of my hair, but started hitting me with her bag and trying to scratch my face with her long nails.
In desperation of fighting back, I randomly snatched my mop from the bucket of soapy water and started flogging her with it, not even caring wether it landed on her face or any other body parts -my main aim at that moment was to teach her a lesson she’d never forget.
“How” smack “dare” smack “you” smack “come to” smack “my cafe” smack “to fight me” smack “over my husband?” smack “what gave you” smack “the right” smack “to come to my cafe” smack “to question or threaten or warn me?” smack, smack, smack.
Tasha was still struggling to hit me with her bag, but her bag couldn’t touch me with the help of my mop. I soon stopped using the mop before I turn into a murderer, I threw it away and kicked her right leg which made her crouched down as she held her leg, and groaned in pain.
“Now get out of my cafe, and never come back here!”
I grabbed her hair and started pulling her towards the door, but I suddenly started feeling dizzy and I felt my chest tightening as I couldn’t breathe and gasped for air.
What’s going on? Why am I feeling so tired and exhausted? And why does it feel as if I’m gonna die in a minute?
I stopped pulling Tasha’s hair and massaged my forehead as I started staggering, Tasha saw this as an opportunity and she pushed me real hard -i’m sure she used all her strength.
I was already staggering before she pushed me, so I couldn’t hold myself and lost my balance, then I found myself falling to the ground.
My back finally touched the ground, and my head hit the already hard floor super hard, sending immerse pain shooting through my head.
I released a very sharp and pained gasp, as I felt the earth turning around.
Tasha stared at me with her mouth hanging open and her eyes widened in fear, as if she can’t believe what just happened or what’s happening.
Why does she look so surprised that she just won the fight? Shouldn’t she be happy and be over the moon for her victory?
I felt something wet touching my back and wetting my blouse, I reached my hand back to feel it and frowned slightly when I touched some liquid. I pulled back my hand and checked it out, only to realize it’s blood -my blood.
My dizziness increased immediately I saw my blood, I began seeing black dots and before I knew it, darkness pulled me in.
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THIRD PERSON’S pov.
Tasha watched frighteningly as Rachel’s blood spread on the floor, until it formed a small pool. She couldn’t move or call for help as she was in a state of shock, and her whole body was at the thought of her being a murderer.
Rachel’s phone starting ringing in her (Rachel’s) pocket, and that pulled Tasha back to reality.
She quickly searched her bag, pulled out her phone and shakily dialed 911. She paced impatiently as she waited for the call to get connected.
“Hello, 911, what’s your emergency?” a calm, but deep male voice asked from the other end.
“I.. we… she..”
“Take a deep breath, and tell me your emergency” the voice guided her.
She very briefly closed her eyes and took a quick deep breaths, then speak again.
“Someone just passed out.. blood, there’s blood everywhere and… ”
A loud gasp was heard from the door which interrupted Tasha’s report and made her tensed, she turned around and saw a teenage school girl standing by the door with her hands over her mouth, while she stared frighteningly at Rachel’s unconscious body.
“You killed her” the girl gasped out, then fell in a thud and passed out.
Just at that moment, five hefty men rushed inside and pushed Tasha out of the way, then gave their attention to Rachel.
“Mrs Baldwin, Mrs Baldwin” they called hoping she’d open her eyes, but sadly she didn’t.
“Miguel, quick, get the car ready let’s take her to the hospital” one of them shouted.
Miguel rushed out, the one who had commanded Miguel to get the car ready, carried Rachel in his arms and rushed towards the door.
“What about them?” another pointed at Tasha and the teenage, who’s still laying on the ground.
“Bring the school girl with us to the hospital” he glared maliciously at Tasha. “Leave her for Mr Baldwin” with that he dashed out completely.
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Baldwin’s Penthouse, Beverly hills, California<<
“We’ve caught the driver, but unfortunately, his condition is worse than nanny Pamela’s” Lucas said.
Mr Baldwin tapped on the table as he stared blankly at the photo of a man, the more he looked at the photo the more his gaze hardens and his veins pumped in anger.
“What should we do? Should we…”
Mr Baldwin’s ringtone blared loudly, interrupting Lucas. Mr Baldwin checked the caller’s ID and saw it’s Jeff (his wife’s secret bodyguard) calling, he signaled Lucas to hold on and answered the call.
“Yes, Jeff?” he answered the call.
“Mr Baldwin, there an accident at Mrs Baldwin’s cafe” Jeff’s voice came up.
“An accident?” his brows furrowed instantly.
“Yes, sir, she was in a fight with Miss wood, but suddenly fell and hit her head on the floor, then she started bleeding heavily and passed out”
Mr Baldwin sprang off his chair as his eyes widened, and great fear gripped him.
“What?!” he growled. “Then why the hell are you wasting time reporting back to me? Fuçking take her a hospital right now!!” he barked worriedly.
“We’re on our way to the nearest hospital as we speak, sir”
“Good, send me the hospital’s address in two seconds, I’m on my way!” he hanged up and shoved the phone back in his pocket.
“What’s going on, Mr Baldwin?” Fatima asked, and Lucas nodded as though that’s what he was gonna ask too.
“My wife passed out, we’re going back to LA right now” Mr Baldwin replied and dashed towards the door, Lucas and Fatima rushed after him.
TO Be Continued
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