Staring into the face of her lie

Jackson's car drove into the airport parking lot and stopped. He got down and slammed the door.

"Buzz!" He took his phone from his pocket and answered.

"Hey, Steven!"

"Do you really have to go, Jackson? I don't know, but I have this awful feeling in my gut that I don't want you to leave."

Jackson rolled his eyes and smiled. He approached the glass door, pushed it open, and walked inside the airport lobby.

"Come on, Steve. You are not five. I will be back by tomorrow, and you won't have to miss me! Haha! I am already here. There's no turning back for me. I will call you when I arrive home tomorrow, okay?"

"Okay! Take care, man."

After Jackson and Steven's call ended, Jackson dropped his boarding pass and baggage to their right for areas before he got on the plane. The flight took about eight hours from New York, where Jackson lived, to England.

Finally, the plane landed. A few minutes later, Jackson steps out of the airport, feeling exhausted and happy at the same time.

"Mother England, you are one glorious lady!" He yelled, and people passing by laughed at his statement.

It was an incredible feeling for Jackson to be in England at the night hour. He had traveled to various countries, but not England. The glitter of the streetlight in the cover of darkness made Jackson feel the magic of England.

He called for a cab and told the driver to take him to a comfortable hotel. It was two-thirty am when Jackson booked himself a room at the Mill hotel. He made a conclusion on resting for a bit until the sky was bright enough for him to head out.

Around ten-fifty AM, Jackson got out of bed and out on his regular morning route. At eleven o'clock on the dot, he was ready to head out.

When Jackson got to the first floor, the hotel lobby was crowded with strangers checking in and out. He forced his way through a bunch of ladies, walked to the receptionist, and checked out.

Jackson had a GPS tracker on the phone he had bought for Jennie, and luckily for him, Jennie took that phone with her. Jackson's phone GPS shows Jennie's location at the Goodwick Mansion on the outskirts of London.

Within no time, Jackson found a taxi, got into it, and gave the driver the location. He had the folder in his hand and held on tight to it. Why Jennie was staying at such a far distance made little sense to Jackson since her company branch is in the central part of England.

After a lengthy drive, the vehicle finally arrived at Jennie's location. The mansion gates opened. Leon Goodwick's car drove out and passed by the cab at full speed as the taxi driver stopped the vehicle near the fence.

"I was right about Jennie's boss living here. But if he had already left, then what is my wife still doing here?" Jackson thought as he handed the driver his fare before getting out of the car.

The driver drove off, and Jackson approached the electric gate.

"Good morning, I have an important document that I need to give to Mrs. David!" Jackson said as he looked at the security camera.

Jackson could tell he was being watched by the three surveillance cameras at the gate, and he knew there were more inside.

"Hold out the document to the cameras!"

Jackson took out the document from in the file and showed it to the surveillance camera, and the gate suddenly opened.

"You may come in and thank you for your cooperation."

Jackson walked past the gate and entered inside the fence. It stunned him at how luxurious the mansion appeared.

"The architect that sketched this building plan is a genius," Jackson mumbled to himself.

The mansion had multiple security cameras, and security guards with guns remained posted in several locations around the courtyard and building, which made Jackson wonder why Leon needed so many guards to protect a single mansion.

Although it was huge, Jackson thought the number of securities he had seen was just enough to protect five original mansions.

"Why would Jennie want to stay in such a stiff atmosphere?" He mumbles.

When Jackson entered the mansion, a housekeeper was awaiting him.

"Good morning, sir. I will take you to Jennie and please walk softly. We don't like noise." She told him.

That rule confused Jackson, but he knew it was someone else's home, so he abided by the law and tried to walk as stiff as he could.

They got into the elevator, and the maid hit button seven.

I guess that is where Mrs. David is?" He asked her.

"Yes! Now, can you avoid asking me more questions?" she urged him.

After a few seconds, the elevator stopped, and they got out.

"Here we are," she said when they arrived at the door. The maid knocks on the door, and Jennie answers, "come in."

Upon hearing her response, Jackson and the maid entered the room, and Jackson saw that his wife's back remained directed towards them. Jackson observed the stuff in the room, and his heartbeat increased. He did not believe what his eyes were seeing, and he didn't want to know if they were the truth he had been asking her to tell him.

"Madam, this man said he has an important document for you," the housekeeper said before turning away and walking out of the room, leaving Jackson there alone with his wife.

Jennie turned around, and Jackson felt like his life was about to leave him. He felt weak within his stomach and a bitter taste in his mouth. What he saw in his wife's hand was enough to make him go mad.

"No. No, this is not it. After all these years of loving you, this can not be the betrayer you have done. Ah! Nope, I will not believe what I am seeing! You did not do this to me!" Jackson said in a shaky tone.