Protecting His Wife

LUCILLE 

The man who entered happened to be Noah, my ex-boyfriend. The jerk who broke my heart and showed me hell on earth yesterday. 

Although I couldn't see it, I was sure his heart skipped when my eyes met his. 

He stopped talking to Ramsey and walked up to me. "Don't tell me you are so obsessed to the point of coming here to report me to my uncle," Noah uttered. 

Honestly, I didn't know what he thought of me. I wouldn't deny that I loved him so much. In fact, seeing him now, I feel like hugging him and begging him to come back to me. 

I was mute. I picked up my phone and glanced at it without turning it on. 

  "I am talking to you, Lucille. How dare you! Do you want my uncle to.....," 

Ramsey cut him short before he could complete his statement. 

Brimming tears threatened to fall out of my eyes. I was getting weaker. The urge to beg him was overpowering me. 

And what did he just say? His uncle...? Ramsey Rowe was his uncle....? I didn't know if I should be happy or sad. A nephew ruined my life and I was foolishly helping his uncle the next day. 

  "What's your headache? Did you come to my office to constitute a nuisance?" Ramsey asked in an angry tone. 

Despite his noise, I didn't say anything. My head was slightly lowered and I wasn't ready to lift it until he left. 

  "Ramsey! Do not believe anything this whore says. She's a liar," Noah defensively let out, pointing at me with his eyes dilated. I was horrified. 

Whore! That was the name he thought would befit me....?

  "What! Do you know her?" Ramsey inquired. I could see he was enjoying the drama that was happening in his office. What was I expecting? I did more in his house. So,  I deserved whatever I was getting from him. 

  "Yes! She's a slut who tried to snatch her best friend's lover by seducing him," 

And that was my limit. I stood up and forwarded a slap to Noah.  The suddenness and the heaviness pushed him back and he fell to the floor. 

Despite seeing him holding his cheek, I wasn't satisfied. I rushed towards him and forcefully pulled him up with his tie. 

  "I can accept everything from you, Noah but not denting my image. A slut?" I chuckled, blew some air out of my mouth, and placed my hands on my waist, "That's an incredible thing to call me. Have you forgotten how much you begged to have sex with me? How can a virgin be a whore?"

He gritted his teeth and scowled at me. I could see the way his body shook violently. He was really trying his best to control his temper. 

  "Yeah! I don't care if you stay with Rosemary or not. I wish both of you the best of luck. Betrayals are made for each other. Just do not try to ruin my image. It's not a plea. It's an order," I fired. 

At the event, I tried not to behave like the nut job they both claimed I was. But not anymore, even if it meant showing these two bastards that I could live my life with or without them in it. 

He was enraged. He stormed toward me and raised his hand to hit me. 

Before he could do that, Ramsey's angry voice echoed in the office, "Don't you dare touch my wife!" His husky voice sent chills down Noah's spine.  I was also terrified. 

The ambiance in the room changed. 

Noah's hands fell to his sides, "What!" He mumbled, glancing at his uncle. 

   "You know what I am capable of, Noah," 

Ramsey walked up to me, wrapped his arm around my waist, and flashed a captivating smile at him. I could swear I was lost in it for a few seconds. He was so handsome.

I looked at the waist he was holding and raised my brows in a questioning manner, he shook his head and gave a sign for me to follow his lead. 

  "I am sure you are fine after venting out your anger. Come here, you don't need to stress yourself over an insignificant living thing like him," 

Obviously, Ramsey had a bad mouth but I didn't expect him to use it on his nephew. 

He helped me sit on his seat and made sure I was comfortable. 

  "Ramsey, she's your....," Noah stuttered. He was shock-stricken. I couldn't even explain the emotions in his eyes. 

  "Yeah! She's my wife. We got married 3 hours ago," Ramsey made him know.

  "What! She has tricked you the way she did to me too. Do not believe her. She's just a gold digger who's looking for a rich man to milk. I swear, she's a prostitute and not worth any man's love. Ramsey......,"

While he was babbling and spewing his lies, the door opened and two bodyguards dressed in neat and well-ironed black shirts marched in. There was no way you wouldn't be intimidated by looking at their chests alone. 

   "Throw this fool out and make sure he never sets foot into my company," Ramsey ordered calmly. He looked so relaxed as he gave the order. 

  "Uncle! Believe me. She's a whore. She is just here to ruin your life," Noah shouted as he was dragged out. Well, his opinions didn't count. 

20 seconds after the noise dispersed in the office, Ramsey barked, "Get your dirty butt up!" I was startled by his sudden yell. 

I jumped up. My body shook in fear. 

  "Why do you have to shout that way? Do you want me to have a panic attack?" I fired back, rolling my eyes. 

He chuckled as he took his seat. 

  "You must be thinking you've become an elite just because I got you some expensive clothes and brought you into my company. My dear, no matter what, you are still like the place you came from," He was so brutal with his words and I wasn't going to let any of his words get to him. 

I mentally reminded myself that he was shameless and not meant to be taken seriously. 

  "You are crazy," I hissed and stomped my feet to the place I kept my purse. 

   "Drop your account details with Francis before you leave. You will get your money in 30 minutes. Oh! Remember to drop your residential address with him too. The divorce letter will be sent there. Make sure you sign it on time and send it back," He let out as if I was an employee he was instructing on what to do. 

  "I don't want money!" I let out. 

He stopped what he was working on, raised his head, and gave me an interrogating look. 

With a squishing countenance, he raised a question, "What do you want then?"

  "Have a real marriage with me,"