CHAPTER 75: TICKET FOR REDEMPTION
                    ‘This can’t be real. This isn’t happening to me. I am inside a horrendous nightmare, in which I must wake myself up. None of these were true, right?’ 
I kept on repeating those words inside my head as I sat on the edge of my bed with my head hanging low and both hands helplessly scraping my hair. I am deeply bewildered and in denial of what had just occurred minutes ago. My mind couldn’t seem to grasp the validity and truthfulness of the state I am into right now. 
I knew that Penelope’s decision to end our relationship was probable, because that's the normal reaction any man would commit when faced in a situation such as hers. She had been badly and severely hurt, so it was expected that she would adhere to what she thought was the right thing to do. I couldn’t blame her if she concluded our relationship. I did it before when I discovered Antonette's treachery to me, but I was hoping that she would somehow give me a second chance to correct my mistakes for the sake of our love. 
I feel so helpless as I recollect every detail that happened between Penelope and I a while ago. I can’t help but to curse myself inside my head over and over again for being such a fool and so vulnerable with temptation. I am so adamantly angry with myself for allowing things to happen, whereas I am aware that I could have prevented it from happening if only I steadfastly controlled myself to not fall again into temptation. 
The second incident with Nicole might not have happened if only I reprimanded her at once and didn’t let my fear overrule me. Penelope might have reconsidered her course of action and decision if only there wasn’t a second incident prior to the first one. She might have given me a chance to redeem myself rather than end everything we have in just a blink of the eye. 
No words could define the wide range of emotions I am currently feeling right now. The intense grimness, regret, anger and most especially guilt, all came in waves as I continued replaying what took place inside my head, which gave me a hard time to concentrate on what I must do now. I know that I had to push further through in making Penelope believe me, but I can’t simply don’t know where to start and how to make it happen. 
‘This was all because of you, Nicole. I am certain that you were somehow involved with what I experienced that night when I lost control of myself and plunged blindly at a quicksand of carnal malpractice. Once I prove that you had something to do with it, Nicole, you will see the ferocious monster in me and I will make you regret playing me for a fool.’ 
With that in mind, my feet swiftly headed towards the door and stormed my way out straight to the kitchen. I must know the truth behind what happened. I am certain that something wasn’t right, because I knew myself well enough for me to be that sex-starved the previous night. These thoughts circulated inside my head as I walked inside the kitchen where I saw a few servants busily doing their own respective chores as it was close to dinner time.
“Excuse me, but can I have minutes of your time please?” I asked no one in particular as everyone gazed at me in unison. 
“Yes, Doctor White,” Lily responded swiftly. 
“May I know who prepared the dining table the previous night?” 
Everyone eyed me puzzledly at my random query before looking at one another. Sarah, the other kitchen staff, answered back momentarily. “I did, Doctor White, and so was Hannah. The two of us set the dining table the previous night. Is something the matter, Sir?” 
“Where’s Hannah now?” 
“She is currently in the dining room and starting to set the table, Sir. Do you wish to speak with her? I can call her for you if you wish.” 
“Yes please, Sarah, I need to talk to the two of you privately. I'll be at my room, kindly proceed there immediately. I’ll wait for you and Hannah, Sarah,” She quickly acknowledged my instruction and hastily left the kitchen. 
I marched back to my room with one thing running inside my head. I had to know the truth. I knew something out of the ordinary occurred that night, which caused me to be sexually out of control. I must dig up the root cause and know exactly who was at fault, because I am in utmost positivity that everything was planned that night. 
Once I hear the servants’ answers, I will immediately head to the hospital afterwards to have myself examined in the laboratory. I need to confirm my gut feeling that I was indeed drugged that night. There might still be some remnants of the illegal substance used against me present in my system, which will be my solid ground for my claims. This will be my ticket for redemption and my chance to have Penelope back.