Smith dropped her gently on the bed and reached out to her bag. He shoved his hand inside her bag and brought out her phone from it. He swiped her phone open and dialed Madam Kate's number. She picked at the third ring. "What do you want, huh?""You've aborted that so-called child, right?"Smith's hand shook in fear as he listened to Madam Kate's cold and fierce tone. The phone fell from his floor and landed on the floor. What! Abortion? But why did she abort the pregnancy?He didn't have much time to think about it. He bit his lower lip and picked up the phone from the floor. He swallowed hard and placed the phone on his ears. "This isn't Georgia. This is Smith, her husband," he said. He heard her gasp over the phone. "So what is it? And why is her phone with you?" She asked. Her voice was filled with anger and hatred. "She's in pain. I returned from work and met her lying on the bed. She's losing so much," he said, and she gasped out in shock. "What happened to her? Why didn'
What!Georgia gasped out in shock. She stared at her grandmother who remained a cold and expressionless look on her face. She looked dead serious. But how is that possible? She aborted the baby, right? She snapped out of her thoughts and turned her gaze to her grandmother. She grunted out in pain as she managed to sit up on the bed. Her grandmother watched her expressionlessly and crossed her arms under her chest. "Tell me you're joking, Grandma," she said, and Madam Kate scoffed. "Does it sound like a joke to you, huh? Or do I look like a clown to you?" Her grandmother asked in a cold tone, and my heart skipped in fear. Her grandmother sounded so serious and sincere, and this means only one thing. She meant every single word she'd uttered. But how is that possible?"How do you expect me to believe you, huh? You were there when he injected me, right?" She asked, and her grandmother confirmed it with a short nod. "You have to believe me. I know it's quite strange and surprising b
Smith took a deep breath as he took out his phone from his pocket. He stared at his cracked phone hesitantly contemplating what to do. He ignored the disdainful glare that his mother-in-law threw at him. He made up his mind to send the money to the doctor and put them to shame. He searched throughout his message history until he saw the doctor's account details. He bit her lower lips as he transferred the whole fund to the doctor's account. He swallowed hard as he stared at the debit message on his phone. 0.00 dollars. His bank account was empty. "I have sent the money," he said loudly and stretched his phone to show the receipt the same way Edward did. What! Olivia and Joseph gasped out in shock. They were unable to take their eyes away from the phone. How did that low-life live-in son-in-law get such an amount of money from? Did he steal? These were the question that replayed in her mind as the image of the receipt replayed in her mind. "Oh! I have seen the money. I'll call
By the time Smith got home, he was so tired and weak that he could barely do anything. He looked miserable. Rodriguez couldn't hide the contempt in their eyes when he walked into the house. "Where are you coming from by this time of the day, you miserable live-in son-in-law?" Olivia didn't hide the anger and hatred in her voice as she mocked him. "What do you expect from a wretched son-in-law like you? You must be outside the street begging for food," she said, and the family members present even the domestic staff laughed at him. "I wonder how Lady Georgia ended up with a man like him," "She must be unlucky to have someone like him as a husband." Olivia got angry when she heard these remarks from the family members who came to visit them. This made her determined to separate her daughter from an unwanted person like him. Different rich men have their eyes on Georgia, so she believed if her daughter divorced Smith then a lot of men would come rushing to her. Seeing that he didn'
Smith pinned him to Damien to the floor with an angry look on his face. He punched him repeatedly until his mouth bled. Damien was in a daze at that moment and he couldn't react or fight back. He was caught off guard by Smith's action. He had thought Smith was a weakling that he could prey on but he didn't expect Smith to be that powerful. When the other inmates couldn't stop Smith, they panicked and called out to the officer who was patrolling outside the cell. "Officer. Come and take this maniac out of this place,""Smith!" The officer shouted and rushed toward him. He held Smith firmly from behind and dragged him out of the cell. Smith let out an exasperated sigh as he tried to catch up with his breath. He was frustrated that he couldn't control his anger. He wouldn't have gotten so angry if Damien didn't mention his wife. Even though her family despises him, he doesn't joke with her. He knew that someday she would reciprocate the same feeling that he had for her. "Hey, what's
Smith was surprised and shocked, upon reading the message from Olivia. How did she manage to know that he was released from prison? Did the family clear the debts for him? Did Georgia pay for him? These questions flooded his mind as he stared at his phone with contemplated feelings. He doesn't know what to do. Olivia told him that he shouldn't return to the house. He knew that it couldn't be a member of the Rodriguez family because none of them loved him, they loathed him instead. He was glad that he had finally had his freedom, even though he couldn't return to the house. He clenched his fist with an angry as he stared at the message intensely. He had no idea why Olivia hated him so much. Where would he go to? Where did she expect him to sleep by that time? He asked himself as he tilted his head around. He had to look for somewhere to stay because he knew Olivia would have his head if he returned to the house. However, he strode down the lonely street aimlessly. He didn't have
Young master? Huh? At that moment, everyone was in a daze when a rich man addressed Smith as a master. Smith, as well because the man didn't look familiar to him, and he didn't have any relationship with the man. The man who was dressed in a black suit ignored them and walked closer to Smith. He was wearing a black shade so no one could identify or tell who the man was, but it was easy to tell that he was a powerful person. Dax, who felt insulted, yelled out angrily. "Who the hell are you to interrupt me, huh?" The man simply smiled and dropped the black briefcase on the bar close to Dax. "I'm someone you don't want to mess with," "And why were you guys beating my master?" He asked, and they all turned to Smith in an instant. Why is such a powerful man referring to Smith as master? Is he blind? Can't he tell that Smith was just a live-in son-in-law? These questions flooded their minds but no one dared not speak up. "Master? He offended me so that's why I called my guys to
"What!" A soft gasp parted from Georgia's lips when she heard his cold and familiar voice. It was her husband's voice, Smith. She was shocked. What was he doing in her room? He was supposed to be in prison, right? Different thoughts flooded her mind as Smith stared at her with red-blooded eyes. He looked angry and sad. He was heartbroken. "How could you do this to me, Georgia?" He started as he finally found his voice. She lowered her head to Edward's chest with shame visible on her face. She felt embarrassed and ashamed of herself. Even though she didn't love him, she wasn't supposed to have an affair with another man until they divorced. She didn't respect him or the marriage. However, Edward wasn't bothered by Smith's action. He looked relaxed as he caressed Georgia's naked thighs. "You're back? I thought you were in prison," Her statement touched him, it was as though a ton of bricks hit his heart. Didn't she want him to come? It was clear she didn't want him, and that bro