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His Perfect Wife Strikes Back 53 It's Time
The sound of the door opening broke the silence, and a light came in from the direction of the door. When I came back to reality from my hallucination, Daley let go of his hand and his back was back against the sofa. The light fell on his silver mask, and now he looked serious, and there was no more reflection of me in his eyes."Daley, I heard someone drop a bomb on your house!" A man's gruff voice came from the door, and I quickly got up and stood at the end of the sofa.A muscled man in a tight T-shirt with gray hair and an Italian appearance appeared in the house. Rita's right behind him. The man greeted Daley politely, and Daley motioned for him to sit down with his eyes."Rita, why don't you make Chris a vodka," Daley said, "And get me one, too."I stood by, not knowing whether to leave or not. That man named Chris glanced at me and then at Daley.“Your new girl?” Chris teased Daley in a teasing tone. “This is the first time I've seen another woman in your house besides Rita. So
Last Updated : 2024-07-25His Perfect Wife Strikes Back 54 Take Off Your Clothes Now!
Now the question is, how do I get this bomb to the Karr brothers' house? Finally, Rita fixed it for me. She found me a large print skirt, which was said to have been sewn by her as a girl. The hem of this dress is so wide that it can hide two children at the same time without being seen.When Rita helped me with the bomb, a sense of uneasiness and fear came over me. Only then did I realize how dangerous the task was. I have to be careful. If I fail, my body will be buried in this strange land forever.After we had breakfast, a car stopped outside the house. Daley was wearing a white shirt, black trousers and a gray baseball cap. I saw Rita put a folding wheelchair in the trunk of the car.Chris opened the door, and I followed Daley into the car. Chris was in the passenger seat, the driver expressionless, and I noticed a bulge on his left waist. This should be the gun.The bomb strapped to my body made me fidgety and I didn't dare to move my body at will. The car started to drive down
Last Updated : 2024-07-25His Perfect Wife Strikes Back 55 A Dangerous Mission
"All right, I'll do it!" I shrugged. "But please turn around. I'm not used to being stared at as I undress."Mrs. Carey cursed and turned away. I had noticed before that there was a glass teapot on the table beside me, and the water in the teapot was bottoming out. Then a girl came up to her and talked to her. I saw Mrs. Carey's electric baton is straight down, and she's listening intently to the girl.Yes, it's time. I grabbed the glass teapot and smashed Mrs. Carey's head as hard as I could. She fell to the ground when I knocked the first time. Mrs. Carey clutched her bleeding head with one hand and tried to stab me with the electric baton with the other, so I hit her again on the head. Now she fell completely on the ground, but her gray eyes still stared at me maliciously, her mouth squirming to curse at me. I know she's trying to call me a b.itch.I didn't give her any chance to make a sound. The girl who was talking to her just now was frightened. She opened her eyes wide and put
Last Updated : 2024-07-25His Perfect Wife Strikes Back 56 He Is The Devil
I raised my elbow and slammed it back into Karr's jaw, but he didn't react. The impact of my elbow was like a mosquito bite to him. He grabbed my hair and slammed my head against the wall. My eyes sparkled and my head spun.I could feel a rough finger shoving its way into my skirt from behind. I wanted to fight, but my mind was still in chaos."Nice ass!" The man let out a l.ascivious laugh.Then he inserted two fingers, three. I groaned in pain as he rudely tried to rip me open from behind. My head was pressed against the wall, my hands flapping back against the air.Suddenly, from the direction of the stairs came a rapid sound of footsteps, and then I felt the weight suddenly disappear behind me. Someone yanked Karr to one side."What the hell are you doing?" A man shouted. "The councilman isn't here at this time. Something must be wrong!"I leaned against the wall and slid to the floor. The stars that had clouded my vision were beginning to fade away, and I began to see two people
Last Updated : 2024-07-25His Perfect Wife Strikes Back 57 A Man's Weakness
Daley sent someone to drive me back to his house, and the nine rescued girls were sent to a safe place by Chris. Chris assured me that they would not be forced into p.rostitution, and they would be given food and a comfortable room.I sat in the living room and waited with a small-caliber pistol in my hand. I found it when I snuck into Daley's study on my way back. It was in the top drawer of his desk. The magazine of the pistol was empty, but I found the bullet in the same place. I'm sure there are plenty of bullets in the pistol now, enough to kill at least one person.When night fell, I didn't turn on the lights. My body was so merged with the darkness that I could barely breathe. Time passed slowly, and there was silence all around. My eyes were fixed on the door, waiting for the person who would come in.Outside the house there was the sound of a car, and then I heard the noise of an iron door opening. The sound only lasted a few seconds before it stopped, and then the whole yard
Last Updated : 2024-07-25His Perfect Wife Strikes Back 58 Give You A Choice
"You once told me their names were on your death list, didn't you? If I remember correctly!"His voice was low and grave, like that of a priest about to give a service. I'm not sure if he can talk like that. But I knew very well that what was to come had something to do with the ritual."Answer me." He looked at me calmly."Yes," I said, and before I knew it, my voice was becoming like his. There was something magical about his body, and it affected me. This made me feel a little uneasy, so I tried to keep my mind clear. I couldn't help but take a step back. Maybe I should leave this place at once.“Have you ever thought about killing them yourself?” He asked. “Tell me, what is your motive for wanting to kill them?”I glanced at the Karr brothers, their heads bowed and their eyelids drooping, bound to the gallows. The sound of breathing from their noses is as low as a dying man's."They traffic women and force them into p.rostitution," I said, staring at them, my mind playing with ima
Last Updated : 2024-07-25His Perfect Wife Strikes Back 59 Are You Afraid?
A spatter of blood from the older Karr's chest splashed on Daley's white clothes. His face was blank, his eyes fixed on the scalpel. He was as serious as a doctor who was operating on a patient, and every cut he made made the older Karr wriggle his body.'He must be in pain!'I thought to myself.Watching the older Karr's face grow pale and contorted, a sense of pleasure rose in my heart. He got what he deserved. As Daley moved, a strong smell of blood filled the warehouse.The smell made my head spin and I looked at the older Karr's bloody chest. Daley put the scalpel aside on a silver plate. He didn't even need gloves to feel his wounds with his hands.The older Karr's bulging eyes were about to pop out of their sockets. His head was shaking wildly, and his hands and feet were struggling to free themselves from the ropes. At that moment, he was like a catfish waiting to be killed on the chopping board in the desperately beating, tail slapping the chopping board in an attempt to esca
Last Updated : 2024-07-25His Perfect Wife Strikes Back 60 Destined to be Entwined
He unwrapped the tape from the younger Karr's mouth. He looked up abruptly. His face was pale and his eyes were full of fear. His black hair was already wet with sweat."Start your confession!" Daley looked at the younger Karr as if he were a priest waiting to hear a confession."I. . ." the younger karr looked at me. His brow furrowed in pain, as if admitting his fault was an extremely difficult thing to say. He turned to look at Daley again, and when his eyes met Daley's cold gaze, he was immediately frightened to bow his head."Don't waste time!" Said Daley.The younger Karr looked up again, and this time he turned his eyes to me, and he said to me in a pitiful, pleading tone, "I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have trafficked women. I shouldn't have forced you into p.rostitution. I'm sorry for the harm my brother has done to you. I hope you can forgive me for my mistake. Please!"“What else did you do?” I looked at him critically. “Tell me!”"I r.aped my cousin. I murdered my neighbor's s
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His Perfect Wife Strikes Back 200 We Chose You
A week later, the trip to Mexico didn't go well. Mexicans were angry at Mickle's claims that the wall had been expanded. The Mexican president and Mickle met in secret for three hours. I don't know what they talked about.After the meeting, he got on a plane and left Mexico. But he left me behind, and I knew exactly what he was doing.I was not surprised to see Daley in front of me as the representative of Mexico. Instead, I had the urge to punch him, but I held back.During my stay in Mexico, Daley was responsible for receiving me as the Mexican representative. The night we met, he took me to a fancy restaurant in Mexico City.“I had no idea that the famous Daley was already a member of council.”I looked across at Daley. The last time we parted, he looked pale. But now, beneath his mask of calm lies a kind of ineffable pride.“Do you have to talk to me like that?” Daley smiled at me, “It's been a long time since we were alone together and I miss you so much. I think we should celebr
His Perfect Wife Strikes Back 199 Farewell
“Why do you always have to decide before you tell me?” Frade asked, smoking hard on the couch. “Didn't I tell you to consult me before you made any decisions?”“Because this time there is no room for negotiation.” I stood in front of him, looking at him like that. My heart felt extremely painful. But I had to tell him about my decision. We have to face the truth eventually.“Mia was dead.”Frade's face froze for a few seconds. “She's dead?”“She escaped from the sanatorium, frantically searching for her father and questioning him as to why he had abandoned her. Mickle's bodyguard shot her for endangering the president. It happened right in front of me.”I have mixed feelings about Mia's death. Even though she was detestable, her death was like a razor blade slicing through my unsuspecting skin. It was instant, clear pain.Frade continued to smoke heavily. He didn't show much emotion about Mia's death. But I guess he felt the same way.He was in love with Mia. Her love was fake, but hi
His Perfect Wife Strikes Back 198 I Will Stay
I didn't expect Mickle to agree to meet with me as soon as I contacted him. But I had to go jogging with him, so I changed into a white sweatshirt and drove to his estate.We jogged side by side on a path near the estate, with two bodyguards following us. I can't remember the last time I ran in the morning. I was a little out of it at first, but after a while, I got my breath back.“Do you need a few minutes?” Mickle, who was wearing a black, short-sleeved tracksuit, turned to me. “Looks like you haven't exercised in a while.”“I'm fine,” I said.“I'll wait for you at the lake ahead,” he said as he continued to run.By the time I got to the lake, he was resting. A burly bodyguard offered him water, but Mickle gave it to me.“You need water,” he says.“Thank you.” I opened the bottle cap and took a sip. The bodyguard somehow took out another bottle of water and handed it to him.“It's a rare day for you to call me,” Mickle said, his face flushed but his tone calm. Judging from his stro
His Perfect Wife Strikes Back 197 The Dark Sky
According to Vickie's will, her body will be transported back to Italy for burial. So Frade decided to hold a simple farewell ceremony for Vickie in the manor. After the ceremony, he would be in charge of sending Vickie's body back home with Mark.Vickie was right that no Sicilian would refuse the dying wish to return home. This time, they offered to open their arms to the Logan family to show their deepest sorrow.The place of the farewell ceremony was chosen in the hall of the manor, and all the participants were dressed in black as a sign of mourning. Black-and-white photographs of Vickie's life were placed in the centre of the hall. As her body was temporarily placed in the hospital morgue, guests had to mourn over her picture in silence.Each of the guests held a white chrysanthemum in their hands and placed it in front of the tablet. In the photo, she looked at everyone with a smile on her face, her eyes looking at everything indifferently.Frade greets guests who have come to p
His Perfect Wife Strikes Back 196 Vickie is Dead
In the room, Vickie is lying on her bed, a private nurse holding a clear plastic tube attached to a ventilator up her nose. Since a trip to Italy, Vickie has grown weaker. Mark told me that she was taken home in an ambulance from a private hospital after she landed.“Why don't you take her to the hospital?” I asked in a low voice.“She's determined to go home,” Mark said. “No one can change her mind, and you know it.”“The patient needs to rest. Please leave the room,” the middle-aged brown-haired nurse said politely.Mark and I left the room just as Frade and Vickie's doctor came out of the other room. That was the room where they had been discussing Vickie's condition, and Frade's sullen face didn't look good.It's terrible.“Mark, please help me get Dr. Hans out of here.” Frade's voice was hoarse and tired, and the stubble on his face seemed to have grown overnight, making him look even gloomier.“Are you all right, darling?” I stroked his cheek and looked at the man in front of me
His Perfect Wife Strikes Back 195 Asking For Help
A middle-aged woman in a plain grey T-shirt and light blue jeans sat on the living room sofa, her hands on her closed knees, her eyes downcast. The coffee in front of her was steaming, and it was obvious that she hadn't touched it.“Hey!” I whispered. “I'm Eva.”“Hi!” The woman stood up at once. She looked at me a little stiffly. “My name is Joe. I'm a friend of Joan's. We're all in the same union.”“How did you find me?” I motioned for her to sit down.“Joan gave me your number,” said Joe, “And we found your place. I'm sorry to bother you so late. Joan needs your help.”“You didn't come alone?” I asked curiously.“I have another colleague with me,” Joe said truthfully. “He's waiting for me outside.”“Is he here to ensure your safety?” I looked at her. “Since your friend is worried about your safety, why are you looking for me? So, what's the matter?”“We just...” Joe looked down sheepishly. “Just in case. But Joan says you're a trustworthy person. You're not like your father.”“I hel
His Perfect Wife Strikes Back 194 Losing Leverage
During my stay in the hospital, I received many greeting cards and gifts from strangers. They piled gifts for the baby in front of the hospital or at the nurses' station, and a few fanatical fans even pretended to be nurses sneaking into the ward to see the baby. Fortunately, the fanatics were spotted by the doctor on duty and called the police, who quickly took them away.To prevent this from happening, Frade picked me and my baby up from the hospital in the middle of the night and took us back to the manor. Frade also put guards around the manor to keep out outsiders, leaving Mark in charge of all security, and Liv came to accompany me.Frade was on the move for us to leave the United States. This time he didn't entrust anyone but himself. He didn't tell me that he had met with those people. But from his tired face after each return, I can guess that our departure would become a distant dream.When Vickie learned of Frade's plan, she decided to go to Italy herself, because most of t
His Perfect Wife Strikes Back 193 the Baby and the President
“What does a newborn baby get him?” I stared at Ian. “He's already president.”“The president just wants to show his concern for you,” Ian explained patiently. “This baby is his granddaughter. You're family.”“What an official statement,” I said. “Just this once. I need at least three months off for the rest of the year. During that time, neither I nor my baby could be seen in any media.”“Deal,” Ian readily agreed.“I'll give you some time to get ready,” Ian said. “I'll let you know when the president is arriving at the hospital.”After Ian leaves, Frade gently places the baby in her own crib, where she falls fast asleep without crying or fussing. Frade walks to the bedside, his eyes brimming with anger. I knew he was unhappy with my decision, and as I prepared for his wrath, he just lowered his voice and said, “Why did you agree to his request?”“Because I can't say no.” I looked at him. “Ian's right. Mickle is the baby's grandfather. I have no reason to say no to him visiting his g
His Perfect Wife Strikes Back 192 The Birth Of The Baby
“Do you have to go to the inauguration?” Frade asked as he peeled the apple. “The doctor told me your due date is coming up.”The skin he cut off with a knife was attached to the flesh of the apple, and less than two-thirds of the whole apple was left in his hand. I stared at the silver knife in his hand and asked, “Do you have a problem with apples?”“I hope this knife didn't cut apples, but...”“Stop,” I reminded him. “Watch your mouth.”“I don't want you to go to a crowded place,” Frade said, handing me a peeled apple. “In that case, all eyes are on the new president. If you're not feeling well or...”“Ian will have a nurse with me,” I said. “Besides, I only promised to be at the inauguration, and as soon as it's over, I'll be home.”“I'm going with you,” Frade said, “Or I won't trust you.”“Sure,” I readily agreed. “I'll tell Ian and get him to set you up.”“All I have to do is stand next to you.” Frade walked to the bed and brushed my cheek, then put a hand on my belly.“She's mo
