The Rise Of The Despiced Son-in-law

A Bountiful Preparation

"How dare you talk back at me!" Judith screamed and before Mark could open his mouth to speak, a reckoning force landed on his cheeks, disrupting his stance and without anything to hold on to, he fell to the ground with a loud thud.

He groaned in pain as he held his unhealed leg that was badly bruised, Bruce stared at him with a smile on his face, he knew Elena's mother wouldn't stand and watch her pathetic Son-in-law challenge him

"Now get up and clean up this mess before I rain down hell on your pathetic body, but first, you must apologize to Mr Bruce," Judith ordered

Mark stared at Bruce who still had a mischievous smile on his face, his heart raced with anger but what could he do?. Bruce had obviously won the heart of Mrs Judith in minutes and she had once again turned against the Son-in-law who she once respected and loved. He bit his lower lips in anger and struggled to stand but breathed heavily as he was losing strength.

"I'm sorry, Mr Bruce," Mark struggled to say

"Kneel before me and apologize, I'm not on your level and believe me, I can end your pathetic life in seconds, so you must show me some respect!" Bruce threatened

Mark faced the ground and clenched his fist in anger, his heart was bleeding when he realized his wife was watching her business partner ridicule him.

"I'm sorry for my actions, Mr Bruce, it will never happen again" Mark assured bitterly

"My apologies, Mr Bruce, this fool has been a real pain in my ass and I just can't wait to end it all" Judith added

"It's nothing, Mrs Judith, I have slaves like him and I understand how they behave, naive creatures with rebellious motives. Always curb his rebellious traits no matter how small" Bruce advised Judith, who was so keen on the billionaire's lips and handsome face

"Let's go eat some lunch" Elena interrupted and walked out, she was fed up but didn't want to get involved, she never spoke up for her husband whenever he was tortured. She

considered it a waste of time to save a poor, helpless man she still calls her husband.

They were served with freshly grilled fish and exotic wine and as Mark limped his way to take a seat among the billionaire and the family who had tortured life out of him, he was shocked to receive a cold stare from Judith

"What do you think you're doing?" she asked

"taking my seat, I'm a member of this family and as such, I deserve to take part in whatever discussions that affects my wife's career and general well-being" he revealed and poured himself a glass of wine

they all stared at me with disgust and just as he was about to take a sip from the wine, Judith slapped him hard, pushing the cup off his mouth, the wine spilled on his face and the cup was shattered to pieces.

"What manner of animal is raised here?" Bruce said with anger and disgust on his face

"Bruce, calm down, my mother will handle this, I'm really sorry" Elena begged the billionaire and Mark found this quite annoying

"How dare you sit with us to eat?, does this look like a table meant for dogs?" Judith screamed

"I was only trying to..."

"Shut up, Mark, you have disgraced yourself and you have disgraced me, leave at once and go tend to your other chores. The cars are dirty and they need your hands" Elena interrupted him

Mark felt his heart being stabbed from all sides, he looked at his soaked T-shirt and felt sober, he couldn't imagine that the woman he once spent a fortune on would treat him like a slave. He wiped the wine off his face and accidentally stepped on the broken pieces that were littered all over the floor.

He groaned silently and Judith never felt an inch of sympathy for him, he stared at them and was heartbroken by their glares.

"Get out!" Judith screamed

"Off, you go, young man, wash those cars until they sparkle" Bruce mocked

Mark limped over to the garage, his leg ached badly and he couldn't help but groan in anguish over his diminutive health status, to think that all his problems started the very day he got himself involved in a ghastly accident, an accident that pushed him to coma, left huge wounds on his body and Amnesia, made him lose his job, fortune, connections, and multi-million dollar deals.

Tears rolled down his cheeks, all he wanted was to secure a deal worth five million dollars to promote his wife's modeling career when the unfortunate incident happened, leaving him with foggy memories of his past. He washed with cars in pain and took a break to catch his breath, he was deeply exhausted with no food to eat.

Elena stepped out with the billionaire, she looked more astonishing than when she arrived and his mother-in-law joined the duo shortly, his smile vanished when his eyes met with Judith's deep blue eyes.

"Where are the three of you heading to?" he asked immediately when Bruce opened the passenger's seat for Elena and the backseat for her mother in his Lamborghini Urus

"And of what business of yours is it?" Judith answered rudely

"I deserve to know, I'm your Son-in-law..."

Judith spat on the ground before Mark could finish his statement, she was deeply pissed by his boldness and words.

"We are heading out to make preparations for my mother's birthday, it's tonight and everything needs to be set for just for her" Elena revealed

Mark dropped the cleaning bucket and dried himself up as they watched in disbelief

"I would love to come with you, I could offer some useful tips" Mark said with a smile

"We aren't paying a visit to the zoo, you, animal, what can a poor and wretched man who limps around, contribute to a woman like Mrs Judith?", Bruce mocked

"Mark, you should at least get me a birthday gift for feeding and clothing your wretched and poverty-stricken body" Judith revealed

"What kind of gift can a wretched and poverty-stricken man like Mark offer to you my lady?, his worthless existence depends on you, I would have him lick my feet as the ultimate gift if I was the celebrant" Bruce mocked and this ignited Mark's rage.