All Chapters of THE TRIUMPH OF MY CHEATING HUSBAND : Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Ciara thought for a while about what Gerald had just said to her, and she realized he was right about his statement, every part of it was holding the hard truth. She is not supposed to keep playing the hide and seek game with her cunning uncles when she has every chance for her to take the lead now; she can't allow them win the race against her.If she keeps waiting to know where next they might approach her, it might be too late before she realized it —maybe after she's badly hit, and it might not only be her but her brother or possibly Herzl himself. Or worst still, the trio might be attacked and Ciara knows how dangerous it is if she keeps waiting.The previous night, she had thought about the hideous things she will do to them and how much pain she was going to inflate on them —she was still doubting her thoughts, knowing that she wasn't a violence person. The thought that her uncles did not think it twice before murdering her parents made her settle for her injustice plan; she wi

Gerald seems to be losing his patience slowly and gradually as he's been sitting in the car for quite a couple of hours. Ferdinand didn't seem like he will be leaving anytime soon as he was continuously checking on his phone and dropping back in his pocket.Gerald knew he was waiting for someone, and it will be no other person than Brandon. He did not need to guess, since the restaurant was their regular place of meeting, that's where they meet to eat and plan their next moves, and they leave after they are done with their hideous plan. As he watched Ferdinand anxiously tapping his foot and drumming his fingers on the table before him, he couldn't help but wonder that something was wrong —truly, it was; if not, why would only Ferdinand be sitting for a very long time without his brother showing up?A few minutes later, he watched as Ferdinand placed his phone to his ears and how his expression kept changing on the phone —from an angry face to a calm one and then to a rage. After then

Ferdinand could bet that he heard wrong because that voice seemed familiar and there is no way he could even miss it, not in his dreams. He slowly brought his head up to behold the source of the voice, and the sight before him made his face to be clouded in shock and surprise.The Lady standing before him was no other person than Ciara, his late brother's weak daughter, so they all thought about her. The same woman who he has gone to see in two days before with a hideous plan in his mind.His initial intention was to get to know Ciara's home, in which the three brothers have been trying to trail her to for the past three years but failed. He had thought Dwayne would be ignorant enough to take him to his sister's house, but he had smartly woven his way out.—and that same lady stood before him now with an ominous around her that was enough to send cold chills down his spine.Ferdinand shook his head, trying to shake off the negative sight off his eyes; since he strongly believed he was

Ferdinand, at first, did not take his niece serious when she asked Gerald to bring her a pail of water —he wondered if she thought drenching him will make him say anything.She threatened him with the water, but he was unfazed. It took a different and unexpected turn when Gerald brought out the electronic device and his niece collected it from him.‘She is never going to use that on me, or would she?’ Ferdinand fearfully asked with in himself, his whole system shook at the thought of it being used on him, but as stubborn as he is, he threatened her in return instead of obliging and accepting his fault.But again, he was left with no choice when the shocker was placed on his wrist as he made promise to speak all he knows.He opened his mouth in attempt to speak, but was cut off by the sudden ringtone that cut through the air. Gerald realized the phone was on him. He reached out for the phone, and it turned out to be Ferdinand's. As Gerald stared at the caller, his eyes widened slightly

Gerald pulled up in front of the exact house Ferdinand described to him, since it was an open compound, he caught sight of Brandon. With the look on Brandon's face, it seems like he's been waiting for quite a while ago.“Are you Mr. Brandon, sir?” Gerald asked as soon as he got to Brandon, feigning ignorance like he wasn't aware of whom the man before him was. Brandon, who was standing on the veranda, nodded, a look of relief on his face.“Thank goodness, you're here!” he uttered, heaving out a faint sigh of relief. “I've been waiting for what seems like forever for you, and I was starting to think if Ferdinand changed his mind to get back at him.”“Ah —not at all! I was only being delayed by traffic, the police were doing a stop and search.” Gerald enunciated, leading the way to the taxi. “I heard the police were informed of some insecurity which resulted into this.”“Oh, I see. I couldn't help but think otherwise.” Brandon replied with his words strained, opening the door and gettin