That night, Beca went over to Jesse's house so that she could tell him about her day, and she was currently telling him that she had to sleep in a guest room which was old and not used. "Are you crazy Beca? Why would you accept?"

"Of course I'll accept, I couldn't find another way to stay with her in the house."

"You just informed me that she was ready to give up the mansion,"

Beca nodded, "That is true, but I don't want to stay in the house by myself. I want to stay with her in the house. There are a lot of things I don't understand and I want to know the truth. I want to make sure she didn't kill my uncle."

Jesse shook his head. "You just want to humiliate her Becs, you want to take revenge just because she reminds you of Marry, also because you couldn't take your revenge on your ex-wife after what she did to you."

The brunette disagreed. "If I wanted to take revenge on Chloe I would have kicked her out in an instant, can you imagine what will happen if I tell her that she owns nothing and I do? That's the most humiliating thing that could happen to her."

"But it won't be enough for you Beca, you want to see her suffer till you feel better. What are you planning Beca?" Jesse inquired.

"I don't know," Beca said shrugging. "It's just that there are a lot of things happening and I want to understand them before I leave this country."

"And she didn't tell you for what she was searching in the safe?"

"She just told me she was looking for some papers, but what kind of papers I don't know. But for her to offer me the house for the papers? That means the papers are more important than anything else."

"But why?" Jesse wondered. "Could it be possible that Larry bought her a house?"

"Possible, that or he showed her a fake contract of a house like he did with my house."

"Why would he do that?"

"For her to stay with him," Beca argued. "Maybe every time she asked for something, she used to threaten to leave him if he didn't do it," She then added.

"But why would she do that Beca? She didn't even know about you, and it's normal for her to think that everything he owns goes to her," Jesse reasoned.

Beca thought about what Jesse said and sighed, "Maybe she didn't want to wait till he dies?"

"So she didn't kill him? We are running in circles here Becs,"

The brunette nodded in agreement. "I don't know, there is something wrong. And you know what's funny? She wants to sell everything. She wants to talk to Liam about it. I don't get her, her husband died a few days ago how could she sell everything in such a short time?" Beca said as she was in deep thought about Chloe. About an hour later, Beca excused herself and decided to drive around for a while to clear her head.

Pouring himself a glass, Jesse went and sat beside his wife who was watching TV. "Why is Beca so determined on hurting Chloe?" Aubrey asked as she didn't take off her eyes from the screen.

"Because she hurt her uncle." The brunette man stated.

"Are you serious? Did you look at her?"

"With all her rudeness? Of course, we did and we talked to her and heard her." He said meaning the night of the dinner.

"Did you look into her eyes?" Aubrey asked curiously.

"I did," He said nodding.

"And didn't you see?" She asked again.

"See what?" Jesse asked confused,

"Look who am I asking," Aubrey said rolling her eyes, she could never have a proper conversation with her husband. "You should've looked into my eyes to understand what I am talking about,"

Jesse glared at the blond, "What do you mean?"

"Nothing,"

"What's wrong with you? You changed,"

"You seriously don't know what's wrong with me? I bet that you do, you just act like you don't."

"Know what?!"

"What's bugging me! What's hurting me! You know exactly what I am talking about and you know very damn well that I am not happy."

"I am doing everything I can to make you happy," Jesse said in anger.

Aubrey approved, "I know, you are doing everything, except the one thing that makes me happy." She said as she stood up and left to her bedroom.

Chloe was on the phone with her mother through Stacie's iPhone, she wanted to make sure that her family was alright. It took her about fifteen minutes to end the phone call, she sighed and gave it back to Stacie. "Are they okay?" Stacie asked the redhead.

The widow shrugged. "She said that Luke got fired from his job, and dad is worried about Luke because he isn't coming back home. It is kind of worrying but I told her to call me if she needs money for the family, but I also doubt that she would take it."

"Why would you think that?"

"Because what will she tell my father? From where she got the money to help Luke or the house?"

Stacie shrugged, "Let her say that she saved some money aside?" She suggested.

"She can't, dad knows she doesn't save money, and the money that Luke was bringing was barely enough for himself. Eva also used to help but it's going to be a bigger problem if Luke doesn't find a job soon." She said on the verge of tears. "Stacie I am tired, I am bored with my life."

"You are the one who's locking herself at home Chlo," She said softly. "You are still young and beautiful not to mention a millionaire, why are you so hard on yourself?"

"Because I am used to being locked up. For the past eight years, I was a prisoner in this house, I don't know what awaits me outside, here it's safer for me." She said as she wiped her tears, "I won't let anyone hurt me"

"So you want to lock yourself up just so you wouldn't get hurt?"

Chloe nodded, "I can't handle getting hurt again." Stacie sighed and hugged her best friend tightly as she sobbed.

It took Stacie about ten minutes to help the redhead calm down from her, she was heartbroken for the fact that Chloe was that hurt and broken. "Calm down honey, everything will be okay. It's just a matter of time Chlo." She whispered softly as she rocked Chloe back and forth. "How about you go pick us a bottle of wine and we sit n the backyard?" The brunette asked after a couple of minutes. The redhead nodded and wiped her tears and went to the bathroom to wash her face.

She was making her way down to the cellar where the wine was placed, she picked a five-year-old wine bottle and two glasses, and made her way to the backyard, she sat on the sofa opened the bottle and pour two glasses. She took hers and took a sip as she laid her back on the couch and looked at the stars.

Back in the guestroom, Beca was in a bad mood. It was cold and the room didn't have heat. She started to walk around the room thinking why would Chloe put her in this room. She looked out the window and noticed Chloe sitting alone. She smiled and made her way out there. "Good evening." She said politely.

"Good evening," Chloe replied.

"Can I sit?" Beca asked pointing to a chair.

"No," The redhead replied with an eye roll.

"Thank you," The short brunette said as she took a seat beside the redhead. "Can I have this glass?"

"No," The redhead said again.

"Thank you,"

"But this is Stacie's glass," The widow stated.

"Really? I didn't know. And where is she?" Beca asked as she looked around trying to find the tall brunette.

"She's coming, are you happy with you knew room?"

"A lot,"

"Did you like it?"

"Oh, I love it," Beca replied sarcastically.

"I was so afraid that you wouldn't like it. Besides, it's still better than your room in Canada right?"

Beca scoffed with a laugh. "How did you know?"

Chloe shrugged, "You didn't work a day in your life,"

"That's true, but Uncle Larry used to send me money," Beca said but knowing it's not the truth. She used to send money to her uncle and aunts. "I had a beautiful room."

"Life isn't always beautiful," Chloe said with a smirk. "Look at your uncle now, he died and he can't send you money. Cheers," She said as she clung her glass with Beca's.

"Cheers, oh and by the way, I got you this," She said as she handed Chloe a new phone.

"What's this?"

"It's a phone," Beca said shrugging.

Chloe looked at the brand new iPhone 8 and threw it on the grass, "When I need a phone I'll get one myself." She said with firmness in her voice. "It's not you who buys me a phone."

"I only got it because I threw the old one. Maybe you'd need it."

"And why would I? I can live my life without my phone. Besides no one ever calls me and I don't have anyone to call." She said with so much sadness in her voice. "Since eight years, everyone stopped calling me."

"Since the time you married my uncle?" Beca asked softly.

Chloe shook her head. "Since the moment your uncle married me," She said as she took a big gulp of her wine and Beca looked at her with confusion.

But before she could ask what the redhead meant, Stacie showed up and sat beside her best friend. They started the conversation and one subject leads to another. "Is it true that you don't want to live here in?" Stacie asked the short brunette.

Beca nodded, "It's true."

"Why?"

"I have bad memories here,"

Chloe laughed sarcastically. "Let me guess, you used to live with Larry?"

"I don't know him well,"

"That's better for you,"

"I was too young when he traveled outside the US. I only met him a few times, he came back to the US and lived her about twenty years ago and when he did I only saw him on occasions, and when I traveled he came and lived here with my father."

"Your father lived here too?"Stacie asked shocked at the information. "Really?"

Beca nodded and looked at Chloe who spoke. "Your father used to live with Larry and you used to take money from him," She then turned to Stacie, "Since when is Larry that generous? Are you talking about the same Larry I married? Because the Larry I know is surely different than the one you are talking about." She said with a bitter laugh.

"Stop drinking Chlo, you have to take your pills." She said as she tried to grab the one glass.

"Leave me alone Stacie," Chloe said as she pulled her hand away. But when the tall brunette took the glass, Chloe huffed and got up. Beca and Stacie followed. The short brunette bid her goodnights and entered her room. She pulled the covers on top of her and closed her eyes to sleep.

Flashback

Beca was climbing the stairs to open the bedroom door of her house which she lived in with her wife Marry. She heard laughing, she shook her head wondering what was going on. She reached for the doorknob, and as soon as she opened it she regretted it. Marry was there in their bed with another guy as they were naked and having sex. Marry's eyes went wide at the sight of her and tried to cover her naked form as the guy beside her was also shocked.

End of flashback.

Beca jolted awake from her sleep while sweat was covering her forehead. She sighed sadly and shook her head trying to erase the image that she has just seen.

A/N: Hope you liked this chapter, we found out what Marry did to Beca and as you can assume that's why Beca left the US. Tell me what you think.