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Chapter 52 My Woman

One of the men appeared all of a sudden and saw one of them on the floor, “What! Bitch!” he shouted

and others began to ran towards him, she threw her shoe towards the man and while the man was

guiding the shoe from hitting him, she ran speedily towards the room. The three men in the room ignored

her and ran speedily away, she was confused and wondered if she was a ghost, before she could take

another step, she saw Broderick appeared. “Find and bring me those men,” he commanded and his

guards ran after them immediately. Amy was still trying to catch her breath cause she had just ran, trying

to escape death. She looked at Broderick blankly and wondered how he found her. He walked towards

her and wanted to grab her wrist but she pulled her hand away. She didn’t want him to touch her. Was he

not the one who sent her away and let her get kidnapped? He punishes and always makes up for a

mistake. What if she had been raped and killed before he find her? She was angry. Broderick then said,”

let’s go home.” “I will find my way home,” she said without daring to look at his face, she was scared of

him but she still had to let him know that she was angry. He grabbed her arms all of a sudden and say

again,” let’s go home.” “No, I’ll find my way home myself,” she said, twisting her hand that was in his grip

as if trying hard to free herself. “I’m sorry,” he said and Amy looked up to his face in shock. Of course,

she expected him to apologize but she was still shocked he did. They both looked into each other’s face

for another three seconds when Broderick spoke again,” I shouldn’t have abandoned you there. I’m

sorry.” Amy lowered her head slowly, only then was he able to take her to where his cars were parked.

Once they got inside the car, the driver started the ignition of the car, drawled up the partition of the car

and began to drive. “Do you know those people?” “Not at all. They are strangers. I was trying to look for

taxi after you have sent me away when I suddenly saw a car speeding, I wouldn’t have thought that it

was a kidnapper’s car cause with the way the car was speeding, I thought it was going it’s own way.

Never knew it was all in the plan,” Amy said. “Were you hurt?” “Except that I was tied, nothing else

happened to me,” Amy said. Broderick heaved a sigh, releived that those uncultured men haven’t raped

her, he would never have forgiven himself.

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“My anger!” “Sir!” Amy looked at his side profile and exclaimed. “I need to work on my anger,” he said

and relaxed to the seat. Neither of them said any more word again until they arrived home. Theresa was

chatting happily with her mum, her mum was assuring her that Amy was dead and she was so happy

about it. She was so lost in the chatting that she didn’t even know that Broderick and Amy had entered.

“The children have been expecting you, you can go and check on them,” it was only after Broderick said

this to Amy that Theresa became aware of her environment. She was shocked to the brim when she saw

Amy standing close to Broderick. She’s alive? How? She stood at once and quickly faked a smile ,” oh!

Amy is finally here. Where you have been, Mr. Broderick was very disturbed about you.” “I branched

somewhere, I’m sorry I made everyone worried, I need to check on my children,” Amy said and walked

away from the living room leaving Broderick and Theresa behind. Theresa was scared, as though

Broderick had found out that she was the one behind the kidnap. Broderick simply glanced at her with a

straight look and walked away from her. He didn’t find out, did he? she wondered and quickly placed a

call across to her mother. “She’s not dead… she just came back home with Mr. Broderick,” she said to

Edith’s surprise. “I don’t think we leave any traces behind, i’ll look into it, just be calm, okay?” Edith said.

Calm? How can she be calm when there is an high chance that the kidnappers may be caught and they

will definitely reveal the

phone number of the person who sent them to do the work.

Amy walked inside the Gold resturant of B Hotel, she went to sit majestically before her father. Her father

had requested to see her and that he had something pressing to discuss with her. Despite the hatred her

father had towards her, and although he didn’t regard her as his daughter anymore, she still regard him

as his father. She didn’t know what came upon him that made him beleive that her mother cheated on

him and that she was a product of her mother sleeping with another man even while married to him.

“Amy, I understand how tough things had really been for you in Broderick’s house. It’s all my fault. I

shouldn’t have agreed to honour the agreement I made with Elizabeth when you were young, I hate to

see that I’m letting you experience hell of a life,” Carlton Owen, her father said. Amy maintained a

straight gaze still. How does someone who hates her suddenly become pityful for her? She won’t be

deceived. He has a purpose of inviting her over here and sooner or later, he would let it out. When

Carlton saw that she wouldn’t say anything, he said, “Amy, with my power, I can help you escape

NorthHill with all your six kids. You can go and live your life and be free of Broderick’s trouble. When I

heard that he ripped you off your position of a wife as soon as his mother died and made you his

mistress, I felt so terrible.” Terrible? Terrible indeed. She knew her father was only concerned about his

stepsister, Martha. “Was that why you called me here?” Amy asked to her father’s surprise. “Yes, my

daughter. You deserve better. You deserve a better and peaceful life,” he said. “You called me your

daughter?” Amy smirked painfully,” when did I become one again? You literally denied me in public.

Neither of my husband nor my father can associate themselves with me in public,” she said this from a

sorrowful heart and almost cried. Carlton placed his hand on hers and said, “I’m sorry. Are you willing to

leave so I can start arranging how you will escape without Broderick’s knowledge?” “I’m not leaving.

Broderick is the father of my children. I may be his mistress now but it’s only a matter of time, I’ll become

his wife,” Amy said purposely to see her father’s reaction. She understands that her father had thought

that the relationship between her and Broderick will be sour but he sure does not like the ways things are

unfolding between Broderick and her. And this pityful act he was suddenly putting on seems so fake. He

was her father, how can she not know him better than anyone. Carlton removed her hand from hers and

said,” you have to leave, Amy.” “Why is it sounding like you really wanted me to leave. I thought you are

advising me to leave for my sake? If you are worried about me, then you don’t have to. I’m fine. As you

can see, do I look like someone suffering?” Carlton was angry that he clenched his fist into a ball, “Amy,

don’t be as stubbom as your mother. Here is a chance that you must seize. Leave and never return

again. Oh! If it’s money, I’ll give you more than enough.” Amy felt sorrowful seeing her father wanting her

to leave her own home town so bad,” but why?” she can’t understand her father’s purpose. After Edith

was informed that Amy wasn’t dead, she immediately went to talk to Carlton and cleverly convince him to

send Amy away from NorthHill. He had told him to do that for the sake of their daughter, Martha who is

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currently a wife to Broderick. She tried to make him see that as long as Amy is in Broderick’s sight, it will

be impossible for Martha to win Broderick’s heart and most importantly, get him to have sex with her.

Since killing her doesn’t work, sending her away from the city should. “Because I want the best for you

and your kids,” Carlton tried to sound soft again. “No, you don’t. You don’t even see me as your

daughter. If that’s the only reason why you invite me here, then I guess I’ll just take my leave,” Amy said.

“I’m the mayor of this City and I can make you regret living here if you don’t leave,” Carlton’s voice

became stern again. There was no point pretending to her anymore. Being gentle with her doesn’t work,

then threatening her should probably work. “Do whatever you want…dad,” she said with tears already

streaming down her face, stood and walked out. The only family left for her was her father but he hated

her. He most definitely wanted her to leave this city for his selfish desires.

“Who made you cry?” As soon as Amy stepped out of the hotel, she heard a familiar voice behind her

and she turned, Seeing Broderick, she quickly cleaned her tears. “I’m fine,” she sighed and lowered her

head slightly as she must always look up to behold his handsome face.

“Tell me who make my woman cry and I’ll make them and their entire family cry to death,” Broderick said

with rage. Amy could feel him getting angry again. Whenever he’s angry, he can do and undo. The sad

truth is, although her father didn’t love her anymore nor regard her as his daughter, she still loved him

and regard him as his father. “People can’t see us together in public or they would have wrong

impression,” she said, trying to change the conversation. “Is it a man bom of a woman that made you

cry? or a woman like you?” Broderick asked. He was always informed about Amy’s whereabout by his

second personal assistant that he assigned to be secretly protecting her. He had just arrived at the hotel

and saw her coming out, he had no idea whom she went to meet and he was curious and angry at the

same time. “Please don’t worry about it, it’s family matter,” she said and added,” I’ll take my leave.

Thanks for your concern, Mr. Broderick.” Amy turned and began to walk away. As she walked away, the

word ,’ my woman!’ kept resounding in her ear. Was she his woman? she was his woman huh? she

didn’t know whether to blush. What did he mean by she was his woman? It’s not like she didn’t know but

overthinking about it gives her joy.