2024-11-13 16:07:02Michael narrowed his eyes at his wife and muttered. “What do you mean by that?” his reflective question resounded but she continually exuded a cold gesture.
He knew his wife hadn't truly been in love with him in their marriage which was contrary to how he felt about her. ‘Madam Cathrine would have simply displayed all these in private. Why show them off on the tenth anniversary? Could my wife be a cohort?’ he questioned inwardly as their words formed a thick voice in his head. He could feel more was underway but was yet to wrap his head around what his mother-in-law intended to achieve from her condescending public display in the past twenty minutes. “My confused husband of all wealthy successful men across European countries to give his beloved daughter's hand in marriage. He ridiculously chose you. He picked, “I wanna be rich someday, dude!” “What a joke!” her words reverberated in cooked-up insults as though she specifically waited for the tenth anniversary to entirely unleash her ills against him. He instantly retorted as the height of humiliation was more intense than he envisaged. “With all due respect madam! Your husband is one of the most honorable men I've ever known. I wouldn't watch you downgrade him as such.” His brows knitted in displeasure. “He chose me because he believed I would remain dedicated and trustworthy as an extension of the Augustine family. Why taunt his decisions like he wasn't the brain and founder of Charleston Park Shopping Mall?” he boldly spoke out. He couldn't keep calm and watch her disrespect an honorable sick man who had genuinely loved him. Her blood stream flowed in simmering fury. “What!” “How dare you!” In less than seven seconds she stormed before his face and unleashed a demeaning hit across his right cheek. SLAP!!! “Wuuuu!” The staff on the stage voiced out in gripping mockery. “Hahaha!” Most of the invited personnel chimed in as they ridiculed him without hesitation. “Shut your crap at once!” She viciously barked at him, her eyes narrowed in uncontained rage. She was about to repeat the same epic humiliation on his right cheek when Michael proactively held onto her motion finger. “With due respect. Don't hit me again!” “Enough!” He loudly mouthed with his lips curved in annoyance while his left cheek gleamed reddish due to the initial slap. Michelle widened her eyes at her husband's fearless reaction against her mother. “Shame on you! You aren't just penniless but also a shameless woman beater. “You intend to lay your filthy hands on her because she spilled the hard truth? Huh!” She gravely accused, her voice quivered. He temporarily froze with his mouth slightly agape. He would have preferred his wife to be silent than unzipping her lips to spill such concocted lies against him. “Michelle? I was never going to lay a finger on your mother. What the hell are you talking about?” his tone wrapped in puzzlement. “My daughter, I'm not surprised by his uncultured reflection. I blame my dying husband for aiding this fool into our household. Giving him a rare privilege to be called your husband has been the biggest mistake of a lifetime!” “His guts reeked of epic stupidity!” “Would he be the only staff to fish out bad eggs in a company that my husband believed he was worth marrying you?” “A silly hasty decision I detested with every fiber in me!” She finally publicly gutted out her ill feelings regarding the two-year union. His face swam in deep disappointment at their words against him--- at how his mother-in-law would downplay his dogged efforts to protect and promote the growth of the business when most staff would have turned a blind eye and joined in the pre-planned embezzlement scheme. “I will make this as quick as possible. Enough of your incessant display of self-confidence.” “Ladies and Gentlemen, I give you all Marshall King, my daughter's mutually consented fiance!” She delightedly mouthed as she shot a spiteful glare at him. Everyone in the decorated hall turned towards their south wing and beheld a fine-looking bearded man, approximately 5”9 feet with blue almond eyes, while he arrogantly ambled towards the stage with his shoulder raised in pride. They wore a pleasant welcoming facial expression, while some gave him a thumbs up at how expensively attractive he looked. After all, he appeared wealthy, unlike the tattered shabby-looking son-in-law beside them. ‘Michelle’s new fiance while I'm still married to her? What a joke!’ he mused with his arms in an akimbo posture, still trying to make sense of the sudden twist of events. Marshall tutted his lips against Michael and deliberately reached out to Michelle with a smooth irresistible kiss that lasted for almost thirty seconds. “Wow! Haha!” The invited personnel shone their teeth in elation and, in reflection, ridiculed him the more. Michael flinched and snorted sharply. Instantly he felt like a truckload of stingers were being struck in his chest. He had thousands of words to spill but didn't know where exactly to start. He never knew his wife would publicly disrespect him in such a demeaning manner without a glimmer of decency. ‘She allowed him to kiss her?’ his heart arched in pain. “Oh, there he is, the pauper who believed he had been married to my fiancèè.” “Wake up from your delusion and behold the shocking reality!” Marshall barked at him as he temporarily wore his badge of victory. Michelle and Madam Catherine didn't hesitate in bawling into a profound chuckle which sent one disdainful message; ‘The public humiliation was already premeditated!’ “My distinguished invitees; Marshall King is the heir to Kingstown Golden Telecommunications, a tech company whose net worth is over 500 million dollars. He's the worthy suitor for my daughter, not this nitwit purported by my sick pathetic husband!” “Yeeee!!!” The eyewitnesses basked in further excitement. They nodded their heads in instant delight at the underway approved new union. He continually gazed with a lens etched with confusion. The unfolding drama seemed like a nightmare he would never wish to experience. His gasp came in sharp, ragged breath. “Michael, I once alerted you to tighten your seatbelt. Did you?” “Hahaha!” She contemptuously wiggled at him in contemptuous giggles. “I’m three months gone!...”
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