Wayne Returned.

A few days later, Wayne was finally ready to return to the Coopers family.

Drex drove Wayne back to the Cooper's mansion, and a few blocks away, Wayne tapped Drex on the shoulder, startling him.

“Sir…Master Wayne, what can i do for you?“ Drex stuttered.

“Stop me here.“ Wayne ordered leaning back on the seat and without any hesitation Drex stopped the car.

“I'm finally back .“ Wayne said, something under his breath, with a smile on his lips.

When Wayne got out of the red Lamborghini, Drex came out and knelt down.

“Please, Wayne, forgive me. I didn't mean to kill you. If you don't forgive me, your father will kill me. I didn't mean to hurt you, Wayne. You can hit me. I don't care. I'll do anything to own up to what I did.” Drex pleaded.

“You know what? You hit me.” Wayne mumbled something.

“What? Never! I would never do that to you, Wayne.” Drex hesitated.

“You want me to forgive you? Hit me, hit me really hard to the extent I bleed. It's not a request, Drex. It's an order. Come on, do it!” Wayne made it clear he was serious, and when Drex saw the serious look on Wayne's face, Drex knew Wayne wasn't joking.

“Are you sure about this?” Drex asked, visibly shaken, sweat rolling down his face.

Then, slowly, he got up and looked Wayne in the eyes. He balled his fist and punched him viciously.

“Oh, yeah! That’s right!” Wayne mumbled and gently touched the cut on his cheekbone.

“You can go.” Wayne gave the order.

Drex watched Wayne as if he'd suddenly lost it. First he tells him to hit him, and now he's ordering him to leave without asking for an apology.

“Thanks, Master Wayne. You can count on me whenever you need me.” He said as Wayne gave him a nod. Then he watched Wayne walk towards the gate and get into the Lamborghini, which then took off.

Wayne made his way to the living room, where all the members of the household were waiting.

“I guess I just got here at the right time.” Wayne thought to himself.

"Look who showed up after bringing shame to this family! With the letter your father claimed was a contract, this is how you both want to drag this family into the mud!" Mrs. Emilia shot Wayne a disgusted look.

She met his calm gaze with an icy stare and then turned to her husband, Mr. Cooper.

“How did you get involved in a fight with Mr. Bruce? What crime did you commit, you fool?” Mr. Cooper asked angrily.

"My father owed them money," Wayne explained. He looked at the faces in the room and saw only disgust, anger, and hate.

“This disrespectful, lazy animal, you stayed with us for a month. We clothed you, fed you, and this is how you repay us by ruining Amber's wedding. You bastard!” Aunt Matilda let out a scream.

The Mr. Jones Wayne they knew was quite different from who these people thought he was. They insulted the man without even trying to find out if he was a good person or not. It seems that they just didn't think he was good enough for them because he didn't have money.

Wayne knew he'd be forever in Mr. Jones' debt for saving his life that day and doing his best to take care of him. He could let these people insult him and get away with it, but he couldn't let them insult Mr. Jones and get away with it.

Each and every one of them made Wayne feel like a loser, but they only saw him as a failure. “Divorce him” was on everyone’s mind, but Mr. Oliver was the first to say it, before anyone else even considered it.

Mrs. Laurette felt like the worst mother in the world because her beautiful daughter married Wayne, who had nothing.

“I knew this was coming. I’d seen it earlier. He’s come to destroy this family!” Mrs. Laurette pleaded with Mr. Cooper, hoping he would at least try to reason with her and grant her wishes for Wayne to leave the family.

"I think they should get a divorce. This guy doesn't deserve Amber, and he offended Mr. Bruce. I don't want my daughter to be in danger." Amber's father, Oliver, said.

"That's a great idea." Mr. Cooper said he agreed. Mrs. Laurette's eyes lit up the whole room.

"At last," she thought to herself.

“But it’s all taken care of now.” Wayne mumbled something under his breath.

“What do you mean?” Mr. Cooper inquired.

“I’ve paid with my blood. “I don’t owe him anything more.” Wayne explained to them.

He turned to Amber to see how she was taking it all. At first, she looked worried, but when she noticed that he was staring at her, she gave him a frown.

He knew she had a good heart, but the people around her were hardening it and influencing her decisions.

“How can we believe you?” Mrs. Emilia asked Wayne to snap out of it.

“You just have to believe me.” Wayne said, and Mrs. Laurette laughed a bitter laugh.

“Can you imagine what this guy is saying?” Mrs. Laurette gestured to Wayne, eager to show the whole family that Wayne isn't to be trusted.

“It's fine. We believe you would have taken care of everything if you hadn't been standing here. Mr. Cooper interjected.

Everyone, except Amber's mom, couldn't help but laugh.

Mrs. Laurette stood up and looked at Mr. Cooper.

“Why do you treat Amber so poorly? Do you think it's a joke? Do you think marrying this guy is a joke?” Mrs. Laurette asked, referring to Wayne.

Mr. Cooper looked at her with a stern expression, and she left the room in a huff. Mr. Oliver followed his wife out.

One by one, they all left the living room, but Amber stayed put.

“You’re bleeding.” She looked at him and said, “You’re bleeding.”

He felt a blush rise to his cheeks. She wasn't angry at him, she was just concerned. He wanted to ask if she was worried about him, but he decided against it. Instead, he mumbled something.

“Don’t worry about me. I’m fine,” he told her.

“Who said I was worried?” She asked him.

He watched as she stood up and walked towards him. Her soft fingers brushed his blonde hair away from his forehead, and she cupped his face in her hand, looking at the cut on his face.

“It's not that deep. A bandage would do the trick.“ She said, then stepped back from Wayne. He tried to stop a smile from breaking out on his face. She actually cared.

“Nobody said this, but if you put this family in danger again, I'm going to get a divorce. Please be a responsible husband.”

Amber told Wayne what she thought, then walked away. Wayne watched her go, then kept watching until she was out of sight.

“I’m going to be a better husband from now on,” he said.

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