Semua Bab Oh No!! I Accidentally Married My Ex-Husbands Uncle: Bab 51 - Bab 60

Gianna-/I felt bad for him. Seeing him look so embarrassed.He wasn't exactly a bad guy. He was trying his best not to come on too strong on me and Maxmillian just went ahead to frighten him.“I'm so sorry, sir. I was only having chat with her…” Quinton tried to explain but Maxmillian didn't even let him finish.“I don't think you were paid to chat with employees,” Max said coldly. “Especially not my PA.”“I'm sorry, sir,” Quinton apologized.“You better be. Get on your way now,” Max ordered and Quinton scurried away.I turned to him. I had been silent because I didn't want to disrespect him in any way.“That was very unnecessary. He was just being friendly!” I stated.“Oh, we're talking now?” He huffed and I looked at him in disbelief. Was he being serious, right now?“You're unbelievable. You just bullied an innocent employee and you're going to pin it on our fight?” I retorted and his eyes darkened.“Innocent? He had a bunch of files in his hands and all he could about was asking

Gianna-/Adrian was still talking, completely unaware of the impending storm about to crash down on both of us.I should have listened to that warning voice in my head. I should have never come here.Now it was too late.My pulse thundered in my ears as Maxmillian North stood from his darkened corner, his imposing frame moving with slow, murderous steps toward our table.The air in the room changed.Adrian must have sensed it too because his easygoing demeanor stiffened. He followed my line of sight, and his jaw clenched when he saw Max approaching.“Well, well,” Adrian murmured under his breath, swirling the last of his wine. “Looks like we have company.”What was he even doing here?Max stopped right beside me, his aura suffocating and snatching every bit of oxygen in the place. He didn’t acknowledge Adrian. Didn’t even look at him.His focus was solely on me."Gianna." His voice was quiet. Dangerously quiet.My breath hitched.The way he said my name wasn’t with the normal warmth.

Maxmillian-/“Come on, man, you don't have to do this,” he went on rambling. “I'll stay the hell away from her, I promise. I swear, I'll never talk to her again. You don't need to do this, man. Trust me.”I didn't dignify him with a response. I was going to cut off his tongue and I meant it.I already warned him twice and clearly, that wasn't warning enough for me. He just enjoyed testing me.Adrian’s body jerked against the restraints, his eyes darting between me and the knife I now twirled between my fingers. Sweat dripped down his face, mixing with the fear that clung to the air.“Max, please—” His voice wavered, desperation creeping in. “You don’t have to—”I struck fast, gripping his jaw with one hand and forcing his mouth open.His words cut off in a strangled sound, panic flaring in his wide, frantic eyes. He thrashed, but the ropes held firm."Your tongue," I murmured, pressing the flat side of the blade against it. "It's been running a little too wild, don't you think?"A gar

Piper-/It took a long time to finally get here but it was a good thing. I waited outside for her. I already made up my mind to wait until the close of work since they had an inbuilt cafeteria and the chances of them going outside for break were slim. Still, I didn't wan to miss if she did.After several painful hours of waiting, she finally showed up. She seemed to be in a hurry so I quickly drove in front of her.“Mind if I give you a lift?” I asked and she immediately frowned. I could see that she minded. Very much too.“Come on, Gianna. I know that things didn't go well the last time we met but I would genuinely appreciate if we could talk, you know? Clear up things between us and put the past behind us,” I said.Her frown deepened even more.“I don't think you and I have anything to discuss, Piper. As you can see I was in a hurry before you stopped me. If you don't mind, I'd like to go now,” she said coldly.It was hard to keep on smiling ah this point. Especially when all I want

/-Piper-/I didn't plan to kill anyone but I got tired of waiting for Maxmillian to react. He didn't respond since my last messages so I decided to take matters into my own hands.I was very certain that I would be the last person that Gianna would suspect.So here I was, outside of the hospital, waiting for the perfect time to slip in.I didn’t know his name. I didn’t care. He mattered to Gianna, and that was enough.Getting into the hospital was easy. People never looked twice when someone walked with confidence. The uniform helped, but I would’ve gotten in either way.Room 309.He lay in the bed, unconscious, an oxygen mask over his face. The beeping of the monitors was steady. Peaceful.Pathetic.I pulled the syringe from my pocket, flicked it once, and injected a slow stream of air into his IV. No alarms. No sudden jerks or gasps. His body wouldn’t register what was happening until it was too late.Still, I wanted to watch.I lifted the oxygen mask from his face. His eyes cracked