Chapter 73


    ~Christopher’s POV~


    Luke has to be mistaken. No way! There is no way that my best friend has been fooling me all this time,


    I mean all these fucking years. I know Mark has been up to no good but he wouldn’t do that to me.


    What the fuck is happening? Why would I listen to that guy? udia’s real name is Carman Cooper.


    What the fuck is going on? I feel like crying. Today is my wife’sunch. I was supposed to celebrate


    with her, but then I received shocking news. What does the Cooper family want from us? I suddenly


    feel a headache with a lot of hatred in my heart. This better is wrong information because I will fucking


    kill Mark Cooper. How can he do this to me? We have been friends since we were kids. Why did he


    send his sister to ruin my life? I suddenly feel like a lump blocking my lungs. I went inside, knowing full


    well that I was no longer myself, and that if anyone dared me, I would pounce on them, I will kill


    someone today. Right now, I need something that can make me smile, something that can take my


    worries away so I can concentrate.


    Camille!


    I fucking need Camille. I started searching the whole venue for one particr person. My wife! Then my


    eyesnded on her. Mark was eye-fucking her while following her like a fly. I charged toward her. I


    really can’t look at anyone right now. People might be scared. I grabbed her hand and dragged her


    outside. I crashed her body against the wall again and ced my hands on the wall while staring at her.


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    “Are-you-okay?” she asked. I could tell she was scared and worried. Without a warning, I imed her


    lips savagely. She didn’t push me. Instead, she circled her hands around my neck and kissed me back


    with the same force. Unknowingly, tears started to fall. All the emotions I’ve been bottling up flooded


    out. He can’t, he is Mark, my fucking friend. I broke the kiss.


    Fuck! muttered.


    I didn’t dare face my wife. No, she can’t see my tears and I can’t wipe these tears away because if I


    did, she would know I’m crying. I started to walk away, but she grabbed my hand.


    “Look at me.” Shemanded. No, I can’t look at her. That is out of the question. Not happening. I


    used force to remove my hand from her grasp, but this little girl was so fucking strong. She held on to


    me as if her life depended on it.


    “If you know what is good for you, you wouldn’t leave me alone.” I barked.


    “And if you know what is good for our marriage, you will not walk out on me.” I froze and fucking stared


    at her,pletely oblivious to the fact that I was crying. But Camille didn’t ask me anything. She


    hugged me. I pushed her away and stood far from her, avoiding eye contact. “Why is it that you do not


    trust me? Firstly, the divorce papers, right now… right now. I don’t know. I have never seen you like


    this. But still, you won’t tell me anything because I’m young, right?” She was right, I have always


    thought of her as a young girl, but the day I took her innocence I knew there was no going back and I


    want her, I want my family. I finally spoke.


    “Camille, that’s not the truth.”


    “Then fucking be a husband and stop running away from your responsibilities. I am getting tired of all


    this, Chris. Can’t you tell I am dying on the inside? Can’t you tell, are you blind or have you just decided


    to avoid my feelings? Can’t you tell me what is going on? Why are you so messed up like this?”


    “Camille, I love you. Everything I am doing is to protect you and Liam. I will do everything for you. I


    have never once stopped loving you. Yes, I used to run away from my feelings, and responsibilities, but


    not anymore. I want us. I want you. I want our son. I want my family back and, right now I need to drink


    Camille.” I took a few steps, and she yelled.


    “Chris! It’s myunch. I need you… I need you. If you can’t attend theunch as my husband, then


    attend it as a family member or anything. Please, I need you to be there. I need my husband’s support.”


    I turned and went back to hug her. I will do anything for her; she is my wife. I do not want to be here,


    but I will do it for her. I looked at her and told her to go inside.


    “Go inside. I need to think. I promise I will be right behind you to support you.” She looked right into my


    eyes and gave me a hug. We hugged for what seemed like forever, and she kissed me.


    “You said you need a drink, Mr. Grayston?” She asked seductively. I nodded and what came out of her


    mouth left me all hard,


    “Then, you can drink me.” She said that with a wink and went back inside.


    I fucking need to get my shit together. I headed to the bathroom, fixed myself, and went out. You don’t


    know the betrayal of a loved one till it hits you like a volcano. Luke could be wrong, but I still need to


    confirm this. I headed inside and saw my wife smiling as I walked in, its as though she understood the


    assignment, she didn’t smile for long. She flushed me a smile and looked away. I went and sat next to


    my grandfather. The old man seemed rxed, and I was like a bomb ready to explode. I fucking need a


    drink, but not now. After this, I need a very strong drink. I dragged my eyes andnded on udia. She


    was looking at my wife, then signaled someone else…


    Mark!


    Mark fucking Cooper. I scoffed. I did have my suspicions, but not that he was my ex-wife’s brother. I


    had suspicions about the project we were working on together. Maybe I should go back to the spying


    device and listen to everything. I am so fucking stupid. It’s no wonder udia knew everything about


    my wife and that I was not sleeping with her. It was all Mark. What am I fucking talking about, she knew


    of that trip and she purposely approached me. Come to think of it, I didn’t approach udia. It was


    Mark all along. I watched as he approached my wife like a fly chasing after some poop. He held her


    hand and kissed it. I want to explode instantly. I am ready to pounce on someone right now. Not just


    someone, Mark fucking Cooper. I saw how his father had been smiling at him. Wait, a minute. Is the


    Cooper family after my family? What am I saying? Why would Mark want my wife? Why would they


    send their daughter to me? I looked at the motherfucker named Luke. He raised a ss at me with a


    wink. Having the ‘I told you so.’ look on his face, yea, right, he opened my eyes and I owe him, but that


    fucker seems to know something. Wait a minute, is this why someone wanted him dead? I am still so


    fucking angry. On a normal day, I could have been balls-deep in a pussy, releasing all my worries. But


    now, my wifees first. Would she mind if I fucked the living daylights out of her to release my


    stress? Fuck! She is my wife, not some sex worker. Theunch was still going on, but my eyes were


    lingering all over the Coopers. That damn family, they will fucking pay. I finally confirmed that Mark had


    been my enemy all this time, and I was blind. I suspected Mark of our new project with Camille. Never


    did I ever imagine that he would trap me and make me marry his sister for his own gain. I fucking have


    a son with that woman. After everything was finished, I walked out of theunch and looked for a bar. I


    didn’t even ask for Robin to drive me; I just took the car and went out for a drink. I drank my heart out,


    and I knew very well that it was gettingte and I needed to getid. Yea, I need to fuck, but not just


    any whore. I want to fuck Mrs. Grayston. I hope she doesn’t push me away. One more drink and I am


    outta here.


    “Hey pretty boy, do you need a drinking buddy?” That voice…Naa, it’s not possible.


    “Get the fuck away from me, I’m married,” I said as I raise my finger, but the woman didn’t want to give


    up.


    “If you behave, you can drink me all night.”


    Camille!