"Why are you coming back now?" She questions rudely.
"I'm so sorry, I think I'm a bit early today and not late."
A slap lands on his face.
"How foolish you are, I'm asking why you're returning earlier than usual and you're saying something else."
He gritted his teeth and was fuming with anger. But he gulped the anger.
"I was stuck in the traffic."
"Will you answer my question?" Scarlett barks.
"I'm not feeling quite okay, that's why I returned home."
"What a weakling, you are such an asshole. Imagine coming to my workplace to spy on me like I was some kid, pretending to have a surprise for me," she glared him as if he is only a stone with no ears and emotions.
"Do you think I'm a child or that submissive wife you guys dominate over."
She spat on his face, he wiped away her saliva gently from his face.
"I wanted to divorce you, but I changed my mind. At least you're not all that useless but useful in keeping the house clean, cooking and doing other things."
"Arrghh!"
Another slap lands across his face, he refuses to shed tears like before where he was hopeless and afraid that if Scarlett gets angry and sends him out of the house, he has nowhere to go.
Now he has more than enough, he's the grandson and heir to the Storm's family fortune, with assets worth many millions.
He wants to get the humiliations from his wife, patiently enduring it.
She would be surprised when she finds out to whom she's been treating badly all those while.
"You trash,You prepared those food, so you gonna use your hands and wash them,"she scoffed.
He was fuming with anger inside but he silently gulped the anger, just because of his son.
"Make sure you prepare my mom's food and serve her, learn to be a good servant atleast for once,I have kept you for doing these chores. Not for staring your useless face ." She gritted her teeth angrily.
Getting the car key from him, he pulls him inside the house with all her strength towards the kitchen.
Eric stumbles and if not that he uses his manly stamina, he would fall face downward.
He walked to the kitchen.
Once Scarlett has one complaint or the other, there's no food for him but worst is that they don't even act as a couple.
Rather his privileges are transferred to another man who considers himself to be her new fiance. When the time comes, he'll teach all of them a lesson.
"For the past two weeks, I have been eating once in a day and the food has always been in a restaurant outside," he murmured himself as his stomach growled.
He hardly feeds on good food because he has to return some money to Scarlett and the bad side is that the money is not always enough.
The only time he comes home and is permitted to take something from the kitchen is when he has made up to the eight hundred dollar daily threshold.
"You stupid jerk, bring the food quickly," his mother in law called him angrily.
He has always been afraid of his mother-in-law but now he has nothing to fear, rather he has something to be proud of.
As he opens the door, with a tray of food.
He saw Susan polishing her nails and Mako was playing with her toys. Mako clapped his hands to show his happiness.
"Dad, I really miss you!" He says in a sing-song manner.
"I miss you more, Mako." He bends and kisses him on the forehead.
"Come on, let me feed you." He carries him to sit on his leg, holding the food before him, he starts to feed him gently.
"You know mom has really been saying bad things about you, dad, to grandma. I don't like what they're doing to you." Mako murmurs.
"Don't worry, it'll be well soon. Just don't worry."
He had barely finished his statement when his mother-in-law banged in, Eric shifts in fear, the shock kind of involuntary. He wasn't expecting her at this moment.
"What are you saying to my grandson, are you trying to teach him to hate my daughter, his mom?"
"No no no, I didn't mean that!" There was little custard left in the plate Eric held which Mako didn't want to eat again.
Susan snatches it from his hands and pours the leftover on his face, some splashes on the floor.
Scarlett appears from nowhere, Eric is confused if both of them were planning this, eavesdropping on his conversation with Mako.
Scarlett comes and takes away Mako who is already crying seeing the humiliation his father is passing through.
"Don't cry, don't cry!" Scarlett pats Mako's head lovingly.
"You'd have sent my son to me before doing this to him." As she says this, Eric thinks she's speaking in terms of his partial good, so his son wouldn't see him disgraced not knowing she's gonna say something worse
"My son doesn't need to inherit his stinking lifestyle, he's a taboo to every reasonable person."
"Would you shut up!" Scarlett scolds as p
she takes the child out of the room.
Eric is now alone with Susan, she walks forward towards him, then lifts up his head rudely.
"Look me in the eyes," she says in a cold voice.
"You're the worst man I've ever seen on earth, someone like you ought not to live because you're totally useless, worthless and…." She stammers.
"I don't even know what to say about you again, words are inadequate to classify your level of foolishness. Now will you clean up this room before it's time for Mako to go to bed. Worthless man!" She smirks, turning around, she walks out of the room.
Eric bends and begins to wipe the splash of custard on the floor, many thoughts in his mind.
The house is set for the twenty-fifth birthday party of Eric, he's turned twenty-five today and wishes to surprise the three relatives he has, his wife Scarlett, three year old son, Mako and his mother-in-law, Susan. All went out early in the morning, Susan on a tour with Mako and Scarlett to Hollywood where she works as an actress. He does this in a bit to surprise his wife, who most likely sees him as worth nothing, lazy and of no good. He was really determined inside him to save some of the money he got to surprise Scarlett and make her know after all that he's a man. The dining table is filled with turkey soups, barbecues, a large bottle of red wine, vegetable stew, all sorts of delicacies rarely cooked in the house.He looks at the time, it's 12 PM. He heads over to the drawer, takes out his phone and dials his wife's number."What could be wrong?" He asks himself, brushing his hair with his fingers, in frustration. He walks over to address some stuff that has just caught h
"Yes sir, I'm Eric Woodley, my wife is Scarlett Woodley and I came here in search of her, she isn't picking my call." Just as he is saying this, the gate opens and she storms out walking straight to him, Eric is surprised to see her. How did she know I'm here? Who told her? Eric's legs begin to shake, he shivers in fear, the kind of eyes that she is staring at him with is not something to be comprehended, he hasn't seen her so aggressive like this before and wonders what's going on that is making her behave this way."Hey, why are you here?" She questions holding the collar of his shirt."Hello, can you please calm down ma'am. Be civilized." Another officer urges from behind, the one that humiliated him with his eyes would never warn Scarlett because he desires this to happen to him. Eric stares into his face and it's glowing with delight. He's certain that this is what he wanted. Scarlett loosens the grip on him as the officer says this and finally lets go of him. "Can you tell m
Eric's frowned after hearing his grandfather's name. Like the man must be joking or a mad person."Are you kidding me?" Eric raised his eyebrows. The bodyguard shook his head in disagreement."You have a grandfather, who has been silent since you were born." The bodyguard revelation shocked him.It can't be true just few minutes ago he was an orphan and now he is having grandfather."Did he know beforehand that where I was"?"Yes, young master," the bodyguard nodded his head.Eric blood boils in anger, his grandfather also deveived him as his wife did to him."I don't want to meet that old man, who let me die in the streets since I was born." Eric shot back angrily. He tried to start the taxi, but cut off in between."He has called you to give your mother's pendant," the other man replied slowly.Eric's heart twitched, recalling his mother's name and her memories.Eric went to his grandfather's mansion, "Storm House". The mansion was decorated with expensive antiques.He envied him f
He wanted to know whether he is doing right to take decision or following Scarlet like a puppet is right.As he walks up to his house, Scarlett is sitting at the chair like a devil. He saw her then his heart lit up with happiness."Finally, you are back home." Eric said, taking steps towards her.She stopped him showing her palm on his face. "It's my house. Not yours. So, obviously I will be back home. I am not like you a pet to whom I am giving a house to leave," she flared her nostrils and slapped on his face.He winced in pain but he wanted to end this.He looks down, behaving like the ever submissive husband."Go and clean my room,now,*She yelled angrily on him.After cleaning the room, he'as about to return to his room when Scarlett stops him on the way with their son in her arms. "Where do you think you're going?" "To my room, I'm tired." "Hmm," she scoffs. "When you didn't bring in the right amount of money, you want to go and sleep?" "What am I supposed to do?" "Good,
There is this office of Carlos, a very special office where he stores the documents of his assets all over the world, lots of money he doesn't wish to keep in the bank. Eric is awed as his grandpa takes him into the innermost part, showing him all his secrets, assets and even those ones no one knows about. "Grandpa, I never believed that one day, I'll be faced with this fortune, I'm so grateful and happy. I thought it was all over when you send me out." "I know you would, it's quite okay. It's a normal thing for you to be excited." "I wanted to ask you something, grandpa." "Yes, what's it?" "What about grandma?" When he was sent out, she was still with him but recently he has not caught a sight of her, neither has he heard her talked about. "I haven't heard you talk about her since we met. I hope she's fine. This' the only thing that's keeping me worried." "We divorced or should I say she divorced me, she's now living with her new husband in Italy." "Oh my goodness, why did s
As usual, Scarlett abuses him as he returns even with the accurate amount of money he brought, she adds to her complaint by questioning why he came back so early. It was 10:45 PM when he came back, meanwhile she was expecting him to come back at around 11 PM or any minute past twelve. Eric smirked to her ungrateful attitude, he received a slap before he went to bed. She found that disrespectful, and she ought to punish him. She warned him never to disrespect her, lest she'd hire a gang and ask them to strip and beat him outside where everyone can see."I'll personally film it and get it into the internet and the whole world would get to see you." This particular statement of all she made reoccurs in Eric's mind as he prepares to sleep, even recurring in his dreams. "I'm gonna avenge all these insults," he says to himself on his bed with a wicked grin. "So sad she doesn't know I'm the new CEO of the Hollywood that's making her boost she too much." He decided inside him to keep bein
Eric rushes out early in the morning pretending to go drive, but not actually. He decided to begin his management sessions with his granny's consultant who has served him for many years. He first heads to the Storm Residence to greet Carlos. Along the stairs leading to his room, he wonders if he is even awake. He has no option but to continue. "Good morning sir," a maid greets, bowing low. "How may I help you sir." He smirks. "I'm okay, good morning. I'm here to meet Mr Carlos." "He's still having his night's rest, and hasn't woken up yet." To her, she indirectly means that he doesn't want to be woken up whenever he's asleep. She can't speak this out directly because of who Eric is to her boss, she looks timid. Eric smiles, understanding what is going on in her mind. "I want to wish him good morning, hope there is nothing wrong with that?" "Fine sir, you may go in." She steps forward and opens the door for him to go inside. He gives a slight nod as gratitude, despite his new
He becomes unsteady not because of what Carlos told him about his wife but he assumes he was not who he is now, it would be disastrous. Scarlett was serious about kicking him out of her life, he is pretty shocked by her buying a family home, who knows if she isn't pregnant already for her boyfriend. He is puzzled at how everything is taking place without his knowledge. He knows his worth now and can never let any of those things bother him now. The time draws near for his private class with Mr Harkinson, it's a few minutes to nine. The dressing room assigned specially for him is just by the adjoining room, he takes excuse from his granddad and hastens over, sliding the door half-closed. He walks around the thousands of pairs of corporate wear his dad has ordered for him, many expensive suits, various colors and textures which he has never seen anyone wear before. They are specially made for him. If not for protocol, he would just go for casual wear after all this wasn't his resum