Chapter 40

"Y…you d… don't even care about how I'm faring…" Elodre whimpered on the phone. "Ever since you impregnated me my life became so miserable!"

Weston's eyes were glinting with anger while listening to her and he was trembling in rage.

"Weston what do you want me to do?!" She cried. "I'm going through hell right now…"

What the hell!! Weston thought furiously, roughly slipping his fingers into his hair. He blew out heavily and said, "You said who impregnated you?" He asked calmly.

This hurt Elodre so hard and she groaned. "What do you mean by that?!"

"By what?" He asked.

"How can you be so whimsical after ruining my marriage?! You don't even care about Rai…"

"Elodre I'm sick and tired of this bullshit!!" He yelled, slamming the table and Elodre gasped, falling silent. "Never call me to say shit to me next time!! Do you feel me?! Never!!" He said between gritted teeth, huffing.

And Elodre was in shock. Her whole body was twitching at how he was yelling at her. "Wes…"

"Shut the fuck up okay?! Just shut up!!" He exploded on her. "I've been trying really hard to put up with all the shit you've been saying to me and I'm so fuckin fed up right now okay?!! What the fuck!"

Elodre's face was damp with burning tears. Her whole body was shaking so hard that the phone fell off her trembling hands. Sobbing, she picked up the phone and said, "Wes…"

"You better sit back and give a fuckin thought about this!!" He roared, slamming his fist against the table. "Look! I'm not gonna have you say that to me anymore! This should be the last time! Or else…" Huffing, he bit back his word.

"W…what ab…about Raiden?"

"Raiden be damned!!" He thundered and Elodre blinked. "That kid isn't my fuckin son! I don't have a son!!! You better go figure out who his fucked up father is!!" He hung up.

What?! Weston?! She wondered, gazing down at her phone and tears spilled down her cheeks. His outburst had thrown her off the rail. She'd never in her life experienced his anger until today. This was the first time he got mad over this.

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Was she wrong? She wondered. The world seemed to be spinning in her head. "What if she is wrong?

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In the evening, Cayden returned home earlier than usual.

"Hi, Cayden!" Bianca was sitting on a sofa with a voluminous book in her hand.

"Hi, Mom!" Cayden said and jogged up the stairs.

Bianca's gaze was fixed on him.

The door creaked open and Cayden emerged in the room. He gasped upon seeing his wife. He shut the door and went to sit on the bed, gazing down at her with furrowed brows. Tossing his briefcase on the bed, he said, "I got you some pain relief."

But her face was buried in one of the pillows.

"Elodre? Elodre?!" He called but she didn't respond. "Elodre!! Get up! I said get the fuck up now!!" He punched the bed in rage and the sight of her face sent chills down his spine.

What?! What happened to her?! She was trembling terribly. "What happened when I called you in the morning?" His quiet voice was thick with anger.

"N…nothing." She quivered.

"Nothing?" He was gazing down at her. "Come here."

And her heart skipped a beat. All shaky, lips trembling, she shifted close to him. He gently pulled her closer by her tiny arm and as he lifted his hand to examine the lump, she flinched and he paused, staring at her.

Oh, damn! He cursed under his breath, slowly dropping his hand. He was studying her intensely. Overwhelmed by him, she lowered her gaze and her tears dropped on his wrist. Why the fuck is she crying after cheating on him??!! After hurting him! He thought, not knowing how to feel at the moment.

Hell! Did she even get out of bed today? Because this was how she looked when he left in the morning. "You gotta take some pain relief for this, Elodre." He was assessing her closely.

Elodre was yearning for him. It's been a whole while he cuddled her in his arms…his powerful arms. She was just so frail and craved to lean on him…to snuggle against him. She just wanted him to draw her close to himself as he used to do before. She…she was gonna say something to him. Maybe he'd listen. But when she met his fierce blazing gaze, she shuddered, lowering her gaze again. Excitement was pricking all over her.

Cold sweat was sliding down her back, igniting goosebumps on her skin. Her forehead was all sweaty. His presence was so intimidating.

"What happened in the morning when I left for work?" His deep voice drove chills down her spine.

She won't dare mention Bianca. Not after he'd slapped her some time ago for that. No, she won't dare mention her. After all, Cayden had said the same thing to her.

"Elodre?" He raised a brow. "What happened?"

"N…nothing," She quivered.

"So why were you crying so much when I called in the morning?!" His voice was rough.

"I… I…" She railed off, whimpering.

"You what?!" He asked angrily. "Speak up Elodre!!" He yelled and she flinched. "You what??!!"

He was roughly impatient with her and she just couldn't handle it. Starving, she was so frail and was feeling a drastic whirling sensation in her eyes.

Furiously, he grasped her tiny arm and she winced in pain. "You're just so fuckin poisonous and disgusting!" He yelled. "You disgust me! I hate you! I freaking hate you! You suck!!" He pushed her arm forcefully and she stumbled on the bed. "Get away from me!! Get lost!!"

He sprung up from the bed and unbuttoned his shirt, cursing savagely.

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Weston had to stay late in his office to wrap up a few things.

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His hands were on the steering, and he was cursing under his breath. He'd been angry from the time he stepped into his office today. Everyone was just so fuckin shitty! He thought furiously. Complaints were filed here and there! He couldn't even spare a fuckin chance to breathe!! His grimace was fierce.

Oh, fuckin damn it!! And now he still has to rectify a few things with his system at home against tomorrow! Damn! He was so freaking swamped right now. He was gonna fire whoever messes around tomorrow!!!

He huffed. And here came Elodre saying all of those bullshits to him on the phone?! Is she insane?!!

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