CHAPTER 208

A woman in her early thirties walked into the visitation room waiting for her husband to come out from the cell.

When he was brought out, he heaved a sigh and walked towards her, hardly had he said a word than she asked;

"Is this how the great Mr Fabian ended up? I thought you told us to follow your footsteps? So we should visit jails for a living right?"

"Not now Andrea please." Mr Fabian uttered sternly, his wife was obviously upset with him.

"Why not? This is your home now and you don't get to choose where you are going to be, you get that?" Mrs Andrea, Fabian's wife stated.

"Look now is really not the time for all of this okay?" Mr Fabian uttered.

"Anyways I am not here ruffle words with you, I am here to let you know this, you are bringing a bad record to the family's name, you get that." Mrs Fabian uttered.

"Yeah I get that okay, you don't have to rub it in my face." Fabian uttered.

"Well I am doing exactly that so you know where your issues are coming from and what you need to