chapter 32

Allen looked disturbed over Rochelle's leaving notice. He frowned while Anne left the room. Anne walked towards Elena's room but suddenly took a turn. She remembered some unfinished work, and walked towards Rochelle's room. Rochelle had left by that time. She kept Anne's old camera on the bed. There was a familiar scent lingering inside the room, it smelled like Rochelle. She was not there in the room now she had left. Anne looked around and walked in. There was a black pendrive kept on the table along with a long letter. It had Rochelle's handwriting in clean print... ...Anne picked the pendrive and the letter. She wondered about her perception about the housemaid who worked in her house for so long... she opened the letterTHE LETTER: ‘Anne, These are my last words to you before I leave. I worked here for a long time, since the age of 16. I loved John, but he thought of me as a sister. I know it's a boring Bollywood dialogue but yes, his mom Mrs. Rosewood was a really kind woman. I never wished for a rich lavish life, but I only wanted a sincere loving husband like John... But... He loved you so I stepped back. You know right? A woman can do anything except forcing someone who doesn't love her to love her. ‘I learnt elementary writing from Mrs. Rosewood... So here you have your answers on why I am that eligible to write a letter even after being a  housemaid. I pen down these last words only wanting you to see the footage waiting for you inside the pendrive... And even after that is you still love or even trust Allen then that will be considered as your stupidity. Signing off... Rochelle..." Anne didn't want to view the pendrive that time so she kept it in Rochelle's wall attested cupboard along with the letter and the camera. ...Venessa and Neevan were standing at the doorstep. “Nice ... Nice... I can spot two love birds approaching ‘Lobo villa'" Venessa said with attitude filled loud voice. Nevile and Elsa could hear that. Venessa smirked at Neevan, Anne he looked back at her. As they came closer, they saw Elena coming out... “What the hell is going on Nev? I didn't expect such things from you..." Neville and Elsa stood there baffled about what had happened. Elena came forward and pushed Elsa right to the floor. “You lost woman, ugly duckling, how dare you lie in my man's arms?" Elsa fell, on the cement paved floor. It was painful, she looked at Elena while a stream of blood oozed from her knee. Neville bent down and picked Elsa up. “Ouch Neville it hurts." Elsa cried in pain, she was in Nevile's arms again. It felt warm, family like adorable... Her heart beat fast, blood oozing still, but the pain felt null. Elena's expression darkened. She looked at Elsa as though she was a pest. “Nev...! Vanessa call the housekeeper please, let her treat this ugly duckling. Keep her back right to the ground, Neville! Her place is there." Elena yelled at him. Neevan and Venessa looked at the trio with a wide smile. “This is fun," she whispered to her husband. Neevan agreed and watched with a grin. “Grandy is sick Nevile, remember? We came back early for him... Let's not waste our time here." Elsa said with teary eyes. Her knee hurt and Nevile held her in his arms. The blood was oozing still. Neville walked with Elsa inside without saying a word. He kept her on the large brown velvet sofa. She lay there her knee almost twitching in pain. He sat beside her, “That's noting you will be okay." Venessa, Neevan and Elena walked in with sunned expression this was the very first time he preferred Elsa over Elena. He went to the drawer and picked the first aid box. He approached her,  cleaned the wound and told her to rest. He glared at Elena. He said nothing, Venessa was standing in between Neevan and Elena. “Elena did you just see? He glared at you for the first time..." Venessa whispered. “Shut up Venessa! Enough I am hurt..." She whispered in anger. Elsa looked at Nevile and Nevile looked at her. “Neville? Grandy! I am sorry this is all my fault..." Elsa said softly. “Yes bitch yes ... It is your fault. Get it? You better stay away from my man" Elena yelled. “Nev! When are you divorcing get, you promised me that day that you will... Where have the proceedings reached?" Elena added. Neville looked at her again this time calmly, “I will do that when I want, Elena! You don't need to ..." He suddenly stopped knowing that he was subconsciously scolding the woman he loved for the first time in his life. “Elena I m sorry." He said softly. “It's not only the three of us now Elena, you know." He added. “ Three? Who three? What did you ... Nothing ... Neville was that the reason you are overprotective about this ugly bitch?" “Ah. ... Haa...  Nice dish cooking... Inside Elsa Nevile's kitchen... Is Elsa pregnant? Was asking her in the morning... Why she's had gone to visit Dr. Cyril fertility specialist aka a gynaecologist." Venessa said teasingly. Elena looked at Neville in dismay. “Will you please shut up Venessa? What on earth did I when tell you?" Neville yelled. “Neevan! It's this how he will speak to his elder sister in law? Go to hell I am going." Venessa strutted towards her room storming in anger, behind her Neevan paced too. ...“Why is the house sounding like a zoo?" Grand dad woke asking the housemaid who was trimming the money plant vine in the room. “Is Elena here?" Grand dad asked. The housekeeper nodded and told him everything that happened. “Call the three here. Right now..." Meanwhile they were still yelling like cats and dogs... Elsa's voice was soft in the background, while Nevile and Elena locked heads (I mean voices) like bulls.