Chapter 16
Elodre was shuddering upon his painful grip on her. She felt the muscles in her face amputating apart igniting burning sensations in her. Lifting her gray gaze upon him, profuse tears spilled down her bleak cheeks as she blinked yet her sights were blurry. "You… you're hurting…me.." She trembled.
"Hurting you?!" He snapped with his eyes blazing red like a furnace. "Elodre, did you just say I'm hurting you?!! Did you?!" Still clutching onto her jaw, he shook her violently while huffing out hot air.
"It's not even half the pain and disappointment you've f*ckin' caused me! It isn't! Goddamnit!!" He roared, shaking her hard.
Elodre flinched at every word he said. Fright was glowing in her stormy eyes. She'd never in her life heard him speak so roughly and deeply in fury. Dazed, she lowered her gaze…
"Will you look at me??!!" He yelled between gritted teeth, his whole body twitching with rage. "What did I do wrong to deserve such nasty treatment from you, huh?!! Tell me what I f*ckin did wrong!! Tell me!! Elodre!! Tell me!!"
With tears blinding her completely she whimpered, "I… I'm… I'm so sorry…" She railed off.
Placing both hands on his waist while glaring down at her, he suddenly slapped her hard twice on her face–it happened so quickly that she didn't see it coming. The one that ignited sparks in her nerves. The one that made her see stars and she wailed in pain cupping her face with her trembling sweaty palm. "Shut up!! Shut the f*ck up!" He gritted his teeth and grasped her shoulder.
He was wild and sweaty. His center-parted hair was disheveled as it stretched over his face. "You are sorry, huh?!" He slapped her again and she clamored in pain. "I… I…don't even know how to deal with you, idiot!" He stuttered. "I don't know what the heck to do!! Idiot!!"
In split seconds he stormed to his wardrobe, grabbed one of his hard belts, and returned. Losing his cool, he began to whip her mercilessly, pouring his fury on her.
Weeping, Elodre had fallen to the floor, rolling back and forth, "Ca…Cayden, please!! Cayden stop, please!!" She was wailing. "Caaaydeeen…"
"Shut the f*ck up!!" He was still whipping her, sweating all along. He looked more fierce as his hair cascaded down his forehead, covering his face. "You fool!! You're damn heartless! You're cruel!! Did I make a mistake to love you?!! Did I?! Yet, you have the guts to bear Weston's child in my house!!! You had the motherfuckin nerves to lie to me!!"
Huffing, he was glaring down at her. His black shoulder-length hair framed his face and veins were stripped on his head to indicate the impact of his grimace and rage. The rage was soaring even more drastically at her sight. He hated her! He so f*ckin hate her!!
"And why the heck are you still in my damn house?!!" He thundered, kicking her hard without caring where he was hitting her, and she cried out. "Why the hell ain't you with him?! Why are you still here, bitch?!" Furiously, he whipped her severally as he spoke.
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He flung the belt away in a rage, took off his clothes, and stormed into the bathroom.
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His head was banging brutally. Damn! He'd not been this mad for a long while… and anger didn't look good on him at all. And Elodre knows this! She f*ckin knows everything but has chosen to hurt him! She's chosen to make him suffer! She's chosen to stress his damned ass off! F*ck it!! Damn!!! His hands clenched in a fist while he gritted his teeth.
He has a whole lot going on in his f*ckin' life right now and didn't want any grown-ass f*ck to add salt to his injury!! He'd a bunch of projects to handle, superfluous contracts to sign up for, meetings at the white house…damn it!!! Oh, my f*ckin' god!
He furiously kicked one of his cars at the garage. Damn!
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Her head was heavy coupled with a drastic spinning sensation in it. Her heavily swollen eyes were emitting profuse tears as they stung like a bee and burned like a furnace. She could hardly blink as her eyes were closed. Any attempt to blink hurt excruciatingly like pins piercing her eyeballs.
She was still healing from the previous painful puffy eyes yet he'd slapped her again even harder. Her face was sore and burning. Half of the brutal beating she received was just on her face, especially her eyes. Her lips were bleeding as well.
Her body was severely bruised. Her bones were hurting and stiff such that she could hardly lift any part of her body. His kicking had left her abdomen, jaw, and stomach painfully lumped.
Why? Why is she going through this hell? "But…but… 'I'm innocent…" She whimpered to herself. "Cayden…I am, please…"
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Oh, the child!! How would she cope?! She can't even budge an inch. Cayden is one of the most influential trillionaires in the US as a whole. When he was single he'd a whole bunch of chefs, cleaners, and drivers here and there. But as a hard-working lady, Elodre wasn't comfortable with chefs cooking for her husband, and neither did she like the cleaning ladies who used to cluster around the house carrying out diverse chores. Since she became the mistress, she'd suspended them and she didn't question her.
But now…now she f*ckin needs them! She needs them like hell, especially the old lady Jasmine Theodore who could handle Raiden. She sighed in distress. But, what would Lady Jasmine think when she saw her like this? Elodre thought. What would be Cayden's reaction when he came back to see the workers again?
What even makes Elodre more nervous and sick is the bond between the workers and her so-called mother-in-law. If there's anyone in her life who goes all the way out to make her miserable, that's Cayden's mom. And there's no doubt she'd get to know what's going on the second Jasmine resumes.