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Book 2. Chapter 20
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...||...||....The sound of shoes echoed in the room, commanding the attention of every employee. As he walked with confidence, the atmosphere in the office shifted noticeably, becoming tense. He rarely visited the office, but when he did, everyone showed the utmost respect."Is Rican in the office?" he asked his secretary, Mona, his voice firm.She nodded timidly, "Yes, sir."He gave a curt nod and headed directly towards his personal office, his presence creating a palpable sense of anticipation and unease among the staff.The door of his cabin swung open forcefully as he entered. Rican raised his head, closing his eyes in frustration. He hadn't expected him to show up unannounced."Why this sudden appearance, Mr. Stefano Rossi?" Rican's voice was laced with sarcasm and annoyance. The formal address highlighted the strain in their relationship.Stefano's eyes narrowed. "Is that any way to greet your father?"Rican scoffed. "What brings you here? "- As he directly went to bus
My husband hates me Book 2. Chapter 22
...||...||....Martha stood outside the door, pressing her hands over her ears, her heart pounding with fear. The crashing sounds from inside the room made everyone in the house freeze in place. Glass shattered, wood splintered, and the echoes of Rican's rage reverberated through the hallways. The maids exchanged worried glances, each too terrified to move or speak.Inside, Rican was a hurricane of fury. He grabbed a hockey stick, swinging it with all his strength at the nearest glass cabinet. The glass exploded into a shower of shards, scattering across the floor like deadly confetti. His chest heaved with every breath, his face contorted in a mix of rage and despair. He was lost in his own world, consumed by emotions he could no longer control.Martha's mind flashed back to the first time she had seen him like this. He had been just a boy, standing in the middle of his room, flames licking at the curtains and furniture. His eyes had been wild, unseeing, as he screamed at gho
My husband hates me Book 2. Chapter 23
....||...||...."You know what? Your father used to force your mother for his physical needs..." Those words echoed in his mind like a broken record, each repetition amplifying his rage and sorrow. Rican's grip tightened on the hockey stick, his knuckles white with the force. He swung it with all his might, connecting with the wall, and the glass framed on it shattered into a cascade of glinting shards.The sound of the breaking glass was sharp and loud, mirroring the tumult in his heart. Pieces flew in every direction, scattering across the floor like fragments of his shattered peace."Your mother used to do every chore in the whole mansion, no amount of help allowed," the words rang in his head like a relentless hammer, driving his fury and grief deeper. "She was forced to handle all the office work herself, and if she made even the slightest mistake, she was punished."Rican's vision blurred with tears as he swung the hockey stick again, striking a nearby table and sending
My husband hates me Book 2. Chapter 24
...||...||....Rican, what have you done to yourself?" Alessa cried, trying to shake him gently, her hands trembling. Tears streamed down her face as she tried to rouse him, her heart breaking at the sight of his battered and bloody form. Rican kept murmuring incoherently, repeating the same sentence over and over, but it came out all fuzzy, making it impossible for her to understand."Rican, please," she pleaded, her voice choked with emotion.Finally, Rican looked at her, his eyes locking onto her teary ones. His head was spinning, the chaos in his mind a stark contrast to the gentle touch of Alessa's hand. He leaned into her touch, feeling its softness and warmth.As he gazed at her, a small and fragile smile appeared on his face, a rare vulnerability breaking through his usual tough exterior. He closed his eyes, allowing himself to fully absorb the warmth and comfort she offered.Alessa's touch was like a balm to his soul, soothing the raw edges of his pain. Her fingers br
My husband hates me Book 2. Chapter 25
...||...||....The doctor came and bandaged Rican's leg, assuring everyone that there was nothing to worry about. Throughout the entire process, Sia stayed by his side, never leaving him for a moment and Alessa, on the other hand, kept her distance, not once coming near him since the incident.Rican lay on the bed, his eyes fixed on the door. It had been two days since the ordeal, and Alessa hadn’t come to see him, not even once. His nostrils flared with irritation. "How selfish can she be? She doesn't even have the courtesy to ask how I’m doing?" he thought angrily.Sia looked at him, seeing his perplexed expression. Noticing his distraction, she gently held his hand, bringing him out of his thoughts. "What are you thinking, Rican? Is there anything you need?" she asked innocently.His attention broke as he looked at her and smiled faintly. "Hmm... I was just wondering how you got into the room. As far as I remember, I locked the door from inside," he asked, his curiosity piq
My husband hates me Book 2. Chapter 26
...||...||....Sia pressed her lips against his, causing him to pause. The kiss was sudden, unexpected, and filled with an intensity that took him by surprise. Just as quickly, Sia pulled away, her eyes widening as she looked behind him."Alessa!" she whispered urgently.Rican turned around and saw Alessa standing in the doorway, her face a mask of shock and hurt. Her eyes glistened with unshed tears, and her mouth was slightly open, as if she had been about to say something but the words had been stolen from her. For a moment, time seemed to stand still as the three of them were caught in a silent tableau of tangled emotions and unspoken words.Alessa's heart felt like it had been shattered into a million pieces. She had been trying to keep her distance, to protect herself from further pain, but seeing Sia kiss Rican felt like a dagger to her chest.As she ignored them and walked out, Alessa kept her head high until she reached her room. Once inside, she closed the door with
My husband hates me Book 2. Chapter 27
......||...||... . Her friends left one by one, the tension in the room too thick for anyone to enjoy the gathering. Only Xavier remained, their expressions a mix of concern and frustration. Xavier, knowing the full story of how Rican was forced into this marriage because of his father, Nia told him. Xavier looked at her, Alessa always told her that she was fine and he treat her better but today it's clear how Rican treat her and how happy she was in this house. Alessa’s façade crumbled, tears welling up in her eyes. “I thought I could handle it. I thought I could just endure it for a year, but it’s so much harder than I imagined. I thought I made him fall in love with me. How foolish I am?" Xavior's heart ached for her friend. “Alessa don't think about that way." Alessa shook her head, tears spilling over. “But look where it’s gotten me. He’s still in love with someone else, and I’m just…here. I’m nothing to him.” Xavier stepped closer, his voice gentle but firm. “You a
My husband hates me Book 2. Chapter 28
...||...||...( Mature content ahead).|Alessa|What you do when you love someone dearly? You want to stay by his side for forever and you want him to stay by your side at the rest of lives but it’s not the case for me.I have already made my mind I will stay away from him, it’s the best for me and for Rican and for everyone.I need to understand Rican doesn’t love me and this marriage had no meaning. Even if it hurts like hell, I can’t do anything about it.It’s already midnight, sleep was nowhere to be found, I even hadn’t had my dinner and what hurts the most when no one seemed to be care about that whether I ate or not?‘Stop it, Alessa! No stop thinking about it.’Alessa quietly got out of bed, the soft sounds of footsteps in the hallway catching her attention. Her first thought was that it might be a thief, but as she peered around the corner, she saw Sia. She was wearing a hoodie, moving stealthily through the house.Why is she sneaking around like a thief? Alessa wond
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