Chapter 36

Elodre looked so adorable in her sleep. Her tender features didn't fail to strike him. Her innocent look was capable of melting even a rock. Gazing down at her, Cayden thought while taking off his shirt.

She was in her sleeveless short nightgown. She was so deep in sleep, looking like a baby. His baby.

Studying her, he was sitting on the bed. He can't believe things have turned out negatively in his one-time perfect marriage. He can't believe his wife has been cheating on him…yet she looks so innocent like she can't kill a fuckin fly. Damn!! He can't believe she had the guts to raise Raiden under his roof!!

She'd been lying to him! Cayden's hand clenched in a fist as anger began to ripple in his body. She'd been fuckin lying to him!!

He let out a trembling sigh and a smile pulled one side of his lips. So, Raiden isn't his son. Damn! Oh, God, Elodre! He trembled in rage. He was going nuts right now!

Yet, she's still cheating on him?! Is she really doing this?! Is she really hurting him?! Oh, my fickin god! Oh my god!! Hell!

He slipped his fingers into his hair and disheveled it.

Where the fuck does she go?! Is she still seeing Weston?! Oh, damn! It's high time he killed Weston!! Yet she looked so fuckin innocent!! "Fuck!!" He grumbled without even knowing, punching the bed in rage.

Elodre turned on the bed.

Oh fuck!! Fuck it!! He was huffing in rage, still punching the bed. "Fuck!!"

Startled, Elodre's eyes flung open with a glint of shock in them. Waking up to her husband's outburst, she shuddered at his angry voice. He looked so ferocious. She shifted a bit away from him in fright. Her heart had leaped to her throat and wanted to swoop out of her mouth.

Backing her, Cayden was trembling terribly with rage. He was in his white singlet and his work pants. Placing both elbows on his big thighs, he was cupping his face in his palms, huffing. Big veins had striped all over his sturdy arms.

Gazing at his enormous back with wide eyes, Elodre was shaking and her palms were clammy from fright. Oh, God please save her. She prayed inwardly.

"Elodre!!" He called her coldly.

"Y…yes, pl…please…" She quivered.

"Come here!" He said roughly, angrily hitting the bed to indicate she should come sit beside him.

Elodre blinked. This started her. Her heart began to whack even faster like it wanted to pierce through her aching chest.

His right elbow angled as he placed his right palm on his right thigh and rested his left elbow on his left thigh, poking his fingers into his hair.

Cautiously, she crawled on the bed and sat beside him, trembling terribly. Regardless of the coldness of the room, cold sweat was discharging from her forehead. Sweat was sliding down her back.

His brows furrowed, he was facing downward. "Where have you been going to when I leave for my office?" His quiet voice was undertone with anger. "You better answer me asap and don't keep me waiting! Tell me the fuckin truth else I swear the fuck to scrape the life out of you!"

This terrified her. Tears had welled up in her eyes and were flowing down her pale cheeks. "I… I…go to the spa."

"Every day?!" He asked, still facing down.

"Y…yes…" She sobbed.

"For what?!" He thundered and she flinched.

"F…for some massage." Her heart was thumping in her chest.

He cast a fierce redblazing glare at her and she shuddered. "What massage?!" His voice was quiet and thick with fury.

"I…my…my body has been hurting…s…so I… I…decided t…to…go for some m…massage."

His sparkling ice-blue eyes were fixed on her but she was finding it difficult to look up at him. He studied her for a while and looked away. He blew out heavily and looked at her again. He noticed the puffiness of her eyes had reduced a bit and then she looked away from him, shivering.

"Where else do you go when you return from the spa?" He was gazing down at her.

"N…nowhere," She quivered. "I… I just return home.".

Facing downward and fumbling with his huge fingers, he said, "Elodre, are you still seeing Weston? Level up with me."

"Cayden, I swear," She sobbed, her wide eyes glowing. "I've not been seeing any man lately."

"Haven't you been going to his place to fuck him after you've returned from the spa, Elodre?!" His voice was rough.

That hurt her really bad. To fuck Weston?!

"Answer me!!!" He thundered and she jumped in fright.

Her heart was whacking violently in her hurting chest, coupled with a severe headache. The shock has got the best of her. "Th…the day I…went to his pl…place, I…I j…just wanted Raiden…t…to say hello to him cause Raiden…had b…been fussing about W…Weston…"

This angered Cayden more. He began to tremble with fury, lifting his fierce glare upon her. "And you're telling me this?!" His voice was laced with anger. "Are you fuckin saying that bullshit to me?!" Yelling, he accidentally hit her face as he was gesticulating violently. "You even have the nerve to say that to my face?!!"

Trembling, placing her shaky hands on her eyes, Elodre was bleeding. He'd elbowed her hard just on her eye region. She was whimpering.

Huffing, he looked away from her, all shaky and sweaty. "Wasn't that how you swore to be loyal while we were tighing the fuckin knots?! Wasn't it?!" He roared. "Yet, you slept with another man while I was away! You slept with my brother!! Wasn't that intentional?! It was fuckin intentional! You even bore his child and raised him in my house?!! Damnit!!"

His arm was still hitting her, then she flinched away from him. The bed was shaking as he was gesticulating.

"Just get lost!!" He yelled at her. "Get the fuck outta my sight!!"

Flinching to her trembling feet with her blood-stained hands on her eyes, she ran to the bathroom, sobbing.

She was fuckin bleeding! Cayden had observed. He'd seen blood dripping from her lower arms while she was running to the bathroom. He saw blood stains on the bed sheet too. Holy cow!!