Husband you've abandoned me. Fine, I'll focus on raising my son-Chapter 291: How could she?

KEITH’S POV

The following morning I left early. Jasmine and I had. I opened the door to my room in the early hours of the morning. I found Jasmine still sleeping in my bed.

"See you later," I told her and gave her a final kiss on her forehead. Despite the situation I felt oddly calm. Her being there and here emotionally was a sign it would all work out.

I left early the police had yet another lead investigation. It was yet another new house of Edward’s.

Upon arriving at the property I went inside and joined the officers and my men. I observed them as they scoured the property. I spent the whole morning there as I given updates on the property and what Edward used it for. As the hours passed it was becoming clear that it was probably just another diversion from Edward to throw us off.

It was in the afternoon at around 2:30pm that I received a call from one of my men who were at my estate. I wondered why they were calling as I answered the call.

"What is it?" I asked him.

"Good afternoon, Sir...your wife.." The voice said breaking.

"My wife?" I asked in confusion. Jasmine? What had happened to her?

"She...she..." he explained.

"Out with it already!" I snapped at him to just say it.

"Mrs Acland has escaped the sir!" He hurriedly said.

"What!" I snapped out in horror. "What do you mean she escaped!?"

"I apologise, sir."

"How the hell did that happen? weren’t you watching her!?"

"We apologise we din’t know how it happened..."

"Uh, forget it. I’m on my way," I informed the guard. I would see for myself what had happened.

"I’m leaving! I said to the officers and my men on the sight.

"Is something wrong sir?" The police officer on duty asked me.

"I have an issue at home to take care of," I explained. "Send me an update on the situation." 𝒇𝓻𝓮𝓮𝙬𝙚𝒃𝒏𝓸𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝓬𝓸𝒎

I practically left everything and rushed to my car.

No. I said to myself. Tell me this is a joke. A cruel joke. "Faster, I told the driver.

"Yes, sir," he obliged and stepped on the gas.

About half an hour later I back home. I left the car as soon as as it parked in my estate drive way. I was met with two bodyguards by the mansion entrance.

"What happened?" I demanded them when I neared them.

"She stole the key to the gate from one of the guards and left the estate grounds. We tried to follow after her," he explained. "She appears to have drove off in a car sir. By the time we tried to go after her it was too late. The car was long gone,"

"How did the several guards on duty not see or stop her?" I asked. It made no sense at all.

"We apologise again, sir," he apologised. "Here is her phone which she left in the garden. "

I took the phone and looked down at it in shock.

"Take me to the camera room now," I ordered him. I had to see the footage of this escape to understand what had happen.

They took me to the camera/security room where the guard in charge searched the footage to show me.

I watched the camera screen. It showed Jasmine walking into the garden shortly after 2pm. She seemed to be taking a casual stroll and looking around. However, she seemed a little suspicious in particular she seemed to be eyeing the gate.

One couldn’t properly see her because she was partially covered by the garden bushes. A moment later as the guards were changing stations she intercepted them. She took the keys and the guards were distracted something allowing her to escape through the gate.

"As soon as I saw Mrs Acland opening the gate I contacted the guards sir," the guard room employee explained.

I watched in pure horror as the reality of Jasmine’s actions sank in. She left of her own accord. And it was no small feat. It looks she had carefully made a plan to leave.

I hoped someone else had been the one responsible.

My jaw tensed as the reality of the situation clicked in my mind.

We kissed just yesterday for the first time. I told her I loved her! I laid out my feelings and was vulnerable with her. I gave it all to her. I apologised for what I did and promised things would get better! Then this is how she treats me?

The image of her sleeping in my bed this morning replayed in my mind. I recalled how at peace and excited I felt seeing her. Thinking better days lay ahead only for her to completely burst my bubble.

So it was all a lie? She never loved me? There is no way. She had become more agreeable and amicable lately. Was...was she pretending? There was no way. I should have been suspicious of her sudden change in personality. Why would she do this to me?

"Sir?" One of my men asked me.

My head snapped to look at him and he cowered.

"Did you see what the car she took off in looked like?" I asked him.

"No sir," he answered.

I didn’t need to know what kind of car it was to know it was probably the Carrington boy that had taken her.

But how the fuck had she communicated with him? I took out her phone which the servants had handed to me earlier.

I hadn’t checked her phones messages in the last three days. I thought I could trust her. I opened her phone and went through it. I immediately went through her call logs. Nothing there. I had to inspect it more thoroughly.

I left the camera room and headed to my home office. I would check her phone activity more accurately from there.

Upon entering my room I went to sit at my desk. I turned on my desktop and used the software I had put spy on Jasmine’s activities more accurately.