His Second Wife

Chapter 35

Robin couldn’t believe someone still had the mental capacity to play with fire after he’d lost everything.

“Do you think he will spare me, Robin?” The man inquired.

Robin laughed at the man’s folly.

“You certainly possess some nerves, don’t you? What were you thinking? Well, I’m not sure what will happen to you. Simply pray that he requests that I punish you. This one, he requested that I refrain from touching you. I’m not sure you’ll make it until tomorrow.”

“Please, Robin, help me. He’s going to kill me. He has already robbed me of everything. Because I stared at her. Why is he so possessive of her when he is not interested in her?”

“Mr. Robertson, he will not only kill you, but he may also wipe out your entire lineage. You lost everything yet returned to rape his wife. You’ve got a wife. What would you do if your wife was raped? How do you think your wife will respond if she learns you tried to rape someone, I mean, someone’s wife? The stupid thing you thought of was to take advantage of her while in a vulnerable state and, worse, you tried to rape her in front of her son. Are you even human?”

“No, Robin, please spare me. I will make sure I make it worth your while. I will pay you greatly, Robin. Chris is going to kill me.”

“No amount of money can buy loyalty, Jack. As you can see, I am more acquainted with Mr. Grayston than anyone else. I was there to witness his growth. See what I mean, Jack? He has never asked me to leave a man for him, all the time during my service to him. I have no way of knowing what will happen to you. However, I’d like to learn more about the woman accompanying you today. Why did you strike Mrs. Grayston with a taxi?”

“No, Robin, that was not me.”

“You see, if you could only tell the truth, perhaps things might improve for you.”

“What do you mean?”

“I am trying to help you. Who was the woman with you today when you tried to ambush Mrs. Grayston and her son? I just need a name.”

“To be perfectly honest, she approached me last week. I’ve been fucking her since we met, she was a great fuck. She claims to be Mr. Grayston’s ex-wife. I have never met his ex-wife and there was no information about her on the internet. She claims that Chris wiped everything about her and she also told me that the boy was her unwanted son with Chris.”

“Did she tell you her name?”

“Her name is Claudia.”

Robin couldn’t believe how or why a mother would deliberately kill her own child. He knew that Liam’s birth mother was eccentric, but he never expected she would attempt to kill her son in order to gain access to Camila.

I know my boss loves his wife but has reservations about their age disparity. I hope he realizes one day that age is just a number. That girl he married is a decent human being. His ex-wife is atrocious. She targeted him for her own advantage and became pregnant under the thought that it was Joshua’s. Now that her plans had failed, she returned. What I don’t understand is why my boss continued to sleep with the lady who convinced him that women are garbage. A woman who caused his relationship with his family. Robin thought to himself.

He took out his phone and sent a text to his boss.

Robin: Jack was carrying out Claudia’s instructions.

He then received a text in response.

Chris: Please have Henry come to my residence within 30 minutes. I’m returning home with my wife and son. They can no longer remain in the hospital it’s not safe for them.

Robin: Alright, sir.

Robin locked his gaze on the gentleman in front of him. He secured the warehouse doors and walked away.

~Christopher’s POV~

I know well that I am the worst husband imaginable. No one, on the other hand, comes close to what is mine. Claudia committed this act in order to kill Liam and my wife. Even if I wanted to blame her, I couldn’t because I caused this to happen, I am the center of it all. I had an affair with her and showed her that my wife was no one to me, neglected my wife, and wronged Camille in the worst possible way. She returned, and I did not chase her away. I welcomed her warmly, although I was married. Camille and I have no connection, but that girl is my wife. I subjected her to this disrespect. Liam is the one thing that binds us. I examined the two of them, one of whom had not moved since the accident. If my family remains here, they may become a target once more. I brought them home so Henry could care for them. I have to go to the warehouse now. No, I’m looking for his wife. I was forced to see what he was doing to my wife. Someone else has to watch as well, and that would be his wife or and not to forget his kids.

Chris: Robin, go fetch his wife and kids, and take them to the warehouse.

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Christopher’s eyes were bloodshot when he arrived at the warehouse. His malevolent aura weighed heavily on him. Jack’s wife entered the warehouse with her 2 children, one 13 and the other 8. The

children were old enough to know what was happening. After witnessing her husband, Jack’s wife shrieked. The only thing she was certain of was that she was not about to cross Christopher Grayston. The man was dangerous, even if he was in the news every day about his infidelity. He was an honest businessman, no one ever messed with him and got away with it. The woman raised her eyes to her husband and exclaimed,

“Can you tell me what you’ve done, Jack Roberson?” Jack remained silent.

Rather than that, he dropped his head, avoiding eye contact with his wife and kids. What, after all, would he say to her? That he attempted to rape Christopher Grayston’s wife? She may, out of rage, order Chris to kill him immediately. The woman was trembling as Chris approached him. Jack continued to bow his head, avoiding eye contact with his wife.

However, he could not continue bowing his head indefinitely. He swallowed and inhaled deeply before speaking.

“Chris, I’m very sorry, m-man.”

“Do I frighten you?” Chris’s voice boomed like a storm, and Jack leaped from his chair and dropped to the floor in response to Chris’s demanding tone. He was about to witness a side of this man he had never seen before. It is a bad idea to cross the guy, no one should cross Christopher Grayston. He possesses a dark side that you do not wish to witness. Jack was on the floor, unsure whether to respond ‘Yes’ or ‘No.’ He experienced goosebumps while shivering on the floor.

Christopher cocked his head toward Jack’s wife.

“Do you know why you are here?”

The woman raised her eyebrows and shook her head.

“When I speak, I expect you to answer, not shake your head. Are you afraid of what I have in store for you?”

“Y-yes,” She answered with a trembling voice, then choked on her breath and she started coughing hectically. Her children got scared and started to pet her back.

Chris muttered under his breath, “That explains the stuttering.” Robin had never seen Chris in such a state. When the man is enraged, he would most likely retreat to his study and begin to consume hard liquor or fuck a girl till he’s satisfied

Is this how he has always been? Robin thought to himself.

Jack inhaled deeply to calm his rushing heart. However, his wife was there to stop him before he could say anything.

“What have you done, Jack Robertson?” She screamed.

Chris’s icy-ocean blue eyes met Jack’s as he raised his head.

“Are you going to tell your wife, or should I tell her?” Chris inquired.

Jack gazed at Chris uneasily, his fingers twitching nervously. Chris sat calmly on a chair, waiting for Jack to speak.

“A woman approached me. She claims to be your ex-wife. We had a good time for about a week.” Chris cut him off.

“By having a good time you mean you…” He paused, looking at Jack’s children. “Robin, take them outside and ask one of the drivers to send them home.” I wanted his wife and kids to witness what he was going to do to their father, but he never wanted to traumatize children. After that, Robin came back

in and told him it was sorted. He blows hot air on his pistol. Now, where were we? Aaa, good time, “By having a good time for a week you mean you were fucking her for the whole week?” Jack gulped a ball of saliva and stared at his wife. He couldn’t admit that because his wife might get angry and do something stupid.

He nodded fast and continued, “She told me that she knew what you have done to me and could help me in exacting retribution on my family. Which was all I desired, vengeance for what you had done to my family.”

“Jack, answer the question asked, a good time, what was that?” His wife chirped in with a smirk on her face.

“I slept with her for a week,” Jack finally answered. Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

Christopher scoffed for a split second. He then reclined his seat. He smiled and scoffed once again.

“You were eye-fucking my wife in front of me, Jack Robertson. I stripped you of everything because you are worthless. You plotted to assassinate my family. Now you want me to accept your apology. I caught you red-handed as you were trying to rape my wife. What makes you think I will have mercy on you? Should I have mercy on you, Jack, you will try one of your schemes once more. Do you think you are deserving of life? Well, in my opinion, I will have to help you end it.”

Chris abruptly drew a revolver from his black suit jacket and aimed it directly at Jack’s head, between his eyes. Chris’s ice-cold stare horrified Jack. He couldn’t believe a man could have such a murderous disposition and yet have his name trend. He can simply dismiss anyone who reports false information about him, but why would he want such talks to trend about him? What is Christopher Grayston up to?

“I do not like having to repeat myself.” He snarled.

As soon as Jack got to his feet, he said to Chris, “Chris, please do it for mercy. Please, I will serve you until the day I die.”

“Will you serve me?” In what capacity? Do I look like a drug lord or some sort of gangster to you? Hell yeah, I could be a gangster if you mess with my family.”

Jack rose off the floor and collided with Chris, but Jack’s strength failed him and he plummeted to the floor once more. He hated himself for ever attempting to rise from his position. He crawled to his wife’s location out of worry. He was well aware of the risks of messing with Chris, but he did not know he would be caught in the act. The fire he had created was about to consume him. Many were aware of Christopher’s nastiness and brutality. He was infamous for his callous nature and his terrible methods of punishing those who crossed him.

Christopher gave one more glance at Jack and positioned the gun away from his head, aiming it toward his wife. “Would you like to watch me torment your wife?” The man remained silent. However, Chris then drew the trigger, aiming at Jack’s thighs, and shot. Jack began screaming as he clutched his now- bleeding thigh.

“Please Chris, I promise you that I will never do it again!” Jack let out a yell.

“Do you realize how afraid my wife is right now?” Chris remarked as he blew air into his revolver. “You dare show your tiny cock to my wife? You dare try to rape what is mine. In front of my son, you attempted to rape my wife. That is inexcusable. I can forgive anything but that. Do you happen to know how old that kid is?” Chris aimed the gun squarely at Jack’s groin. “You are unworthy of having sex.”

Chris pulled another trigger, targeting Jack’s other thigh. The man passed out. He initially intended to kill him, but looked at his beseeching wife and walked away. He approached her and bowed to her level so that he could talk to her.

“I hate seeing women weep. Even if I am harsh, perhaps your prayers were answered. I could have finished this thing you call a husband if it weren’t for your tears. You know, while I am also the worst husband, there are some things I will never do. This revolver should blow his balls off in retaliation for attempting to rape my wife in front of my son. One reason I wanted to do it in front of you and your children, I do not want to traumatize your children. When he regains consciousness. Inform him that he is to meet me at my office in two weeks. I have an assignment for him. Let him know it would be in his best interest not to be late.”

Jack’s wife started sobbing, “Thank you, thank you, Mr. Grayston.” She turned her gaze to her husband. She started hitting him, “Wake up you bastard, don’t fucking tell me you pissed your pants. Oh good, Lord!”