All Chapters of Her Husband's Wrath : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Chapter 31“I know what happened with Freya broke all of us, especially you and Elijah.” I was all eyes at her. After welcoming us back earlier, here we go, having the girls talk alone in the garden. Can you believe it? I looked like a kid earlier when I cried in front of her after hearing those kinds of words from a mother like her. When I met her again during the planning of my wedding with Elijah, I thought she also despised me, as I know that her son is madly in love with Freya. “My son was hurting you, didn't he?” That made me pause. A lump seems to be stuck in my throat. I was lost for words the moment she mentioned that. Does she know about it? “When he told me about the marriage, I was shocked when he told me that he wants to marry you. I mean, you're the sister of the woman he's madly in love with—and you are his best friend, Faith. I've seen how you two bonded together,” she chuckled a bit, while I couldn't say anything there. She is finally addressing this issue that I f

Chapter 33Elijah's POV“Sir, you have a visitor. I let her in,” my secretary said to me as soon as I arrived at Luciero's firm. “Her?” My brows crossed. I couldn't think of any woman who would visit me. I mean, I might have a lot of women before I try to work things out with Faith, but they wouldn't dare to set foot here. Besides, I don't even remember their names. “It’s your wife's mother,” he avoided my gazes immediately when he said that. I froze at that moment, absorbing it in my head. Few seconds later, I found myself wearing a tiny smirk beside my lips before I quickly headed inside my office. How can she go here after the mess she created herself to her own daughter’s event? “Mom,” I called. I stared at her for a short time before I went straight to my chair. “Do you need anything? I'm busy,” I made that up. I wasn't that busy. But then, remembering how my wife cried that night makes me hate her. “Are you now siding with her?” I knew from that very moment that she was pe

Chapter 35Instead of waiting in the living room until Elijah comes home, I headed straight to the room where he slept last night. My entire body was shivering while I was walking there repeatedly. I was biting my nails already while I couldn't calm the storms in my head. They were flirting. I knew it from one glance. How can a married man allow another woman to play with his hair? That woman's look at him was sticky like a leech clinging on him. She has the same look that his women had before. That moment, I was so scared. My fear was already filling me up that my brain is not working anymore. “What are you doing here?”“Elijah,” I stopped when he came inside the room. His eyes were cold and blank again, totally different from the way he looked at me when we were in Siargao. There was no glimpse of care from his eyes. All I can see was hatred and pain that fills him up. “W-Where have you been?” My voice trembled. I waited so long for him and yet I couldn't construct the words that

Chapter 37“Y-You're what?” Lily asked.They were all looking at me, filled with surprise. None of them were able to react swiftly right after I announced my pregnancy to them. Lucas beside Lily wasn't moving at all. His widened eyes remained at me, unable to speak up. “Y-You're pregnant?” She asked again. It seems like her world collided all of a sudden, which made her feeble after hearing the news. I nodded at her as my answer. I even placed my hand on my belly as I drew a tiny smile on my lips. “I'm one week pregnant,” I can already picture myself carrying my baby. I can imagine myself taking care of this baby, but not alone. That's what I cannot picture in my head, taking care of our baby alone without Elijah beside me. I don't know what to do if I take this all alone. I don't know what would be the life of this child if I carry it alone. I need Elijah the most right now. I need him so fucking bad that I am willing to drop who I am just to beg him to stay. Not for me, but for

Chapter 39It was a nightmare—a nightmare that I thought I already overcome before. Nightmare that I thought would never visit me again. “Ohhhh,”“Ahhhh, Elijah!”“Faster, baby!” I was facing my ceiling with my tears slipping out of my eyes endlessly. I am soaking my pillow again and the ceiling of my room is the witness of how I cried again. I can hear them clearly from the next room. The moan of the woman was filling my ears. I don't hear Elijah's moan, but that doesn't change the fact that my husband is fucking another woman again right in front of me. How am I even supposed to sleep? I don't know how long I've been hearing that. If I can only gather my tears, I can probably make my own ocean. The next few minutes, it became silent. Now, I'm stuck there, picturing in my head what they are doing right now on the same bed where Elijah and I did it and where we both slept together. Is his hand wrapped on her waist? Are they cuddling? Are they breathing closer to each other so that