The fault

"Bianca point of correction, it's his ex, and what she did was above all limitations. She crossed her boundaries and tried to break a peaceful relationship." Ryan stated.

"This is sarcastic, I can't believe you trusted a cheap thing like that, bianca. I mean, that was a big fat lie report and you–– Ugh, you need to grow up girl." Nelly said and sat on the couch.

"How was I supposed to–"

"Just keep quiet bianca! Shut up! You frightened everyone as if something terrible happened! I almost got an high blood pressure, when I heard about this issue. If you were sensible enough, won't you have taken the report to a doctor, and showed it to him? Wasn't that the first thing you were to do, to confirm if it was real or fake? But you chose to wail like a new born baby, and panicked everyone." Isabella snapped.

"Whew! Thank goodness, it's fake but we still have to look for that fucking bitch and kick her ass." Charlotte said.

Looking at Justin whom wasn't looking at her. Bianca cursed herself under her breathe and bite her finger. Inching closer towards him, "Jus–" swallowing the remaining of her words when he dashed out of the mansion without saying anything to her.

"Hey, bianca don't feel bad about his expression. Okay?" Ryan said.

Helplessly nodding her head, "is he truly gonna break up with me?" Without waiting for his reply, she added, "but it wasn't my fault, how was I supposed to know if it was fake or not? I–"

"Hey calm down, he is not breaking up with you."

"Then where the hell is he going to? And why didn't he talk to me before leaving?"

"That's how my son is whenever he is super angry with someone. Just give him two days to recover again." Kevin stated.

Widening her eyes, "two days? But–"

"Calm down, relax. It's just two days, maybe before that two days, he will come back to his senses. I know him and that's how he is." Ryan spoked fluently.

"Okay." She said brittle.

.....

Bobbitt's apartment

"Lorena! Lorena! Get you fucking ass down here, right now!" Justin yelled angrily as he dashed into the mansion. "Lorena! Lore–"

"Justin why are you screaming my daughter's name like that, huh?" Clara said while walking down the stairs.