2023-11-06 21:11:40"She told you I was her future husband," Dominic replied with a grin.
"What do you mean, Sicilia!" snapped Nate, his face flushed with anger.
"I mean it's obvious you're no longer my husband! Poor scum like you didn't deserve to be my husband in the first place!" said Sicilia.
"You're a piece of trash yourself! You bitch!" yelled Nate as he tried to remove rope in his hand.
"Watch your mouth!" snapped the guard as he smashed Nate's left cheek with his fist.
Nate tumbled to the right side along with his chair. Blood began to flow from the corners of Nate's lips from the force of the guard's blow. But Nate ignored the pain in his cheek. His angry eyes continued to glare at Sicilia and Dominic.
"You are more despicable than I am, Sicilia. If you think I'm trash, then you shouldn't have wanted me to touch you since we got married," Nate said.
"Hahaha," Sicilia laughed at Nate's words.
Dominic also grinned at Sicilia's reaction. This made Nate stare at Sicilia as if confused as to why she was laughing after hearing his words.
"You stupid piece of garbage! You think the person you had sex with is me? Don't dream! I would never want to be touched by a rotten piece of trash like you!" said Sicilia.
"What do you mean?" asked Nate with a sharp look in his eyes.
"A poor person like you wouldn't understand that money and wealth can make anything possible. My mother and father spent a lot of money to find a woman who looked like me to replace me with a trash like you," Sicilia explained.
Nate was shocked to hear Sicilia's explanation. Meanwhile, Sicilia seemed pleased to see the shocked look on Nate Evander's face.
"My mom and dad knew that Grandpa would ask you directly whether or not you had sex with me. That's why we prepared everything carefully, because Grandpa kept insisting that Mom and Dad marry me off to you," Sicilia explained.
"Grandfather even threatened not to leave a penny of his fortune to any of his descendants if I didn't marry you. I don't understand why Grandfather wanted the offspring of a rotten scum like you so badly. I don't know what you did to him to make him like that," Sicilia continued.
"Someone as beautiful as me would want to be defiled by trash like you! That's why the woman keeping you company is someone who looks just like me, she's a woman my family hired to fool Grandpa!" said Sicilia with a grin.
"No way," Nate muttered after hearing Sicilia's explanation. He had no idea that the woman who had slept with him was another woman who looked like Sicilia.
"Now I'm free from the shackles of darkness that held me captive. Now I can live with the man I love so much," Sicilia said as she hugged Dominic and kissed him passionately on the lips. The two of them deliberately made out in front of Nate, as if to tease him.
"I see. Looks like I won't have any regrets now that I know everything," Nate said as he stared at Dominic and Sicilia, who were still kissing.
"You will definitely pay for this humiliation!" Nate shouted while stomping his toes on the floor.
Suddenly, everyone was surprised to see Nate standing up with his chair. He even lunged with the toes of his feet for support. Nate aimed the back of his chair at Sicilia.
But Dominic quickly pulled Sicilia aside and held the back of the chair with his right leg. Two guards also immediately jumped to hold the chair Nate was using to attack.
"You bastard! How dare you attack my future wife!" grumbled Dominic as he swung his punch at Nate's chest.
Nate winced in pain and ducked his head. Dominic's punch felt stronger than the guard's. Nate began to cough several times. His sputum was mixed with blood.
"You useless piece of garbage! I could have sent you to the afterlife like the woman who replaced me!" snapped an angry Sicilia as she kicked Nate in the head.
"You guys are really despicable," muttered Nate, who was already lying on the floor with his chair.
"People like you deserve to be treated like criminals! You scum!" replied Sicilia as she kicked Nate in the groin. Suddenly, Nate screamed in pain until he lost consciousness.
***
Nate slowly opened his eyes. His entire body was now in pain. Nate could vaguely make out his surroundings. He was now in the room at Damian's residence. Outside the room he could hear people sobbing.
"Now what?" muttered Nate as he moved his hands.
This time his legs and arms seemed to be free, without any restraints. However, he could still feel the wounds on his face and chest. Moments later, the door to the room opened. Four heavily armed policemen entered the room.
Nate was immediately surprised to see the police there. Shortly thereafter, Damian, Liene, Sicilia, and Tedd entered the room along with two plainclothes police officers. Sicilia and Liene could be seen wiping tears from their faces as they looked at Nate.
"He seems to have regained consciousness," the policeman said to Damian.
"I didn't think you would do such a cruel thing as my husband," Sicilia said, stammering.
"What kind of trick is this?" thought Nate as he stared at Damian.
"We took care of you as if you were our own child. But we didn't expect you to take the life of one of the maids in this house," Damian said, shaking his head.
"Nate Evander. You are under arrest and will be taken directly to the police station for further investigation. The murder evidence and witnesses are complete. We hope you won't resist," a policeman said as he pulled out handcuffs.
"Wait a minute. What the hell is going on here? I have no idea what you're talking about," Nate refused as his hands were about to be cuffed.
"Don't act like you don't know!" Liene snapped.
"I saw it myself. You used that knife to finish her off!" Tedd said.
"You're lucky the guards in this house acted quickly and kicked you out before you attacked the others," Damian said.
"We could have paralyzed you if you had resisted. Your fingerprints are on this knife, you can't dodge it now," the cop threatened as he glared at Nate.
"All this time, I pretended not to know about your affair with her. I was patient. But I didn't think you'd finish her off when she was already pregnant," Sicilia said with tears in her eyes.
"I don't know what happened. But you've gone too far!" shouted Nate as he glared at Damian.
"Don't resist!" snapped the policeman as he cuffed Nate's hands.
At that moment, Nate could only surrender as the police led him out of Damian's house. In the living room of Damian's house was the body of a woman whose face and posture were very similar to Sicilia's. The woman's body was covered in blood, which was flooding the floor. The police forensics team and other police officers were also busy there.
The sound of ambulance sirens could be heard from outside Damian's house. It was only then that Nate realized what was really going on at Damian's house. He realized that he had been set up in a very cunning way by his own in-laws.
Nate's face immediately turned red from suppressed anger. Seeing this, the nearby police immediately grabbed Nate's hand to prevent him from running away when he was taken out of the house. It turns out that it is already morning outside. Mark's family and Xavier's family were also on the porch with the heavily armed police.
Dominic, who was standing outside, immediately embraced Sicilia who came out to follow the police who were carrying Nate. Seven police cars were parked outside Damian's house, along with an ambulance.
"You murderer!" Wien shouted with satisfaction.
Suddenly Nate, already full of anger, stopped his steps. He shifted his body until he could see the faces of all of Lucius' family members. Nate's sharp gaze took turns looking at their faces one by one. The nearby police officer tried to push Nate's body closer to the car, but Nate's body did not move at all.
"I don't know what you expect from all this," Nate said.
"But I swear I'll pay you back for all the insults you've done to me! The earth and the sky will bear witness!" Nate shouted.
"Move!" snapped the policeman next to Nate as he kicked him to the ground.
But Nate's eyes did not leave the faces of the Lucius family for a second, who seemed satisfied with his current situation. Damian even grinned gleefully, as if mocking Nate for not being able to do anything else.
Continued...
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