A marriage full of wounds

chapter 56

"You sure you want to do it, now?" Clara asked — Samantha. The three of them are now in one of the shopping centers in the Swiss city, precisely located in one of the luxury restaurants that have privacy rooms.

The three are discussing a plan to get rid of Jeffin's second wife. So that all the property of Abraham's family does not fall into the hands of the other party.

Samantha is increasingly convinced Want to get rid of — Catherine as soon as possible, which makes her husband even more complacent to the woman.

Once again, Samantha saw her husband peppering with his second wife so affectionately. As for him he will refuse and reason because his condition is still not too recovered. Though she was sure that she could fulfill her husband's desire.

Maybe because — Catherine was young and very beautiful, making the husband look so want the woman than him. Samantha was increasingly concerned, she wanted — Catherine to immediately disappear from her life with her husband.

"Hm! We can't waste any more time. I'm sick of seeing her there" said Samantha with a hateful look. He still uses a wheelchair to move while doing special therapy to be able to walk normally again.

Mother and stepbrother glanced at each other and threw a sneaky smile, it was very easy to make, the woman who was with them was made a scapegoat.

"alright. We'll do it tomorrow" Clara responded to her stepbrother's wishes.

"Why wait for tomorrow? if, today there is still a chance to get rid of it," added — Samantha with a face full of cunning.

Clara and her mother increasingly look satisfied and give each other codes, for their success in influencing the minds of — Samantha.

"Alright, we do tonight," replied Soraya. His face looked serious, and his eyes looked straight ahead.

Clara is also seen grinning, as well as Samantha who can't wait to execute her third devious plan to trap — Catherine.

………..

"What, what is he doing now?" Jeffin who was checking the file, sent a question to — personal assistant.

Alan's assistant wrinkled his face, puzzled. Who did the young master mean.

"Sorry, sir. Who ... you mean?" Ask Alan's assistant back.

Jeffin stopped his activities and gave a dislike look at the question of this beautiful man before him.

"Mrs, Samantha, or. madam …."

"I'll cut off your tongue, if you dare to say his name," joked Jeffin grippingly. Cut off the assistant's speech when he wanted to mention the name of his second wife.

Alan's assistant could only swallow his saliva rough and be misbehaved, he could only rub his own nape, seeing the unclear attitude — this superior.

"What did he do, now," Jeffin repeated his question.

"Mrs…." Alan's assistant stopped his remark back, as the savage gaze was fixed on him.

"He was busy in the garden of the master's Mansion" replied Alan's assistant.

"Hm! Jeffin murmured when he found out about his little wife's activities and did not ask about the whereabouts of the first wife.

………

"Sister, have you done everything?" Samantha is now in the family room, not far from the stairs to the top floor.

Now the three women are clearing all the obstacles that will derail their plans, such as, damaging the cctv camera and giving orders to all the servants to return to the pavilion early.

The weather outside was not okay, to make Jeffin immediately return to the Mansion.

Rainstorm weather that supports their plan, to get rid of — Catherine.

"It's over!" Clara smiled with a sly smile.

"Where, the fucking woman?" This time it was Madam Soraya who floated the question.

Clara and Samantha just kept quiet, and waited for — Catherine to get off the ground floor. Usually the woman will go down at dinner time and they are ready to make plans.

"You sure you want to do it?" Sela Clara with a serious face.

Samantha, who was staring intently at the elevator, turned her head and nodded her head.

"What, you know the consequences?" Ask again to convince.

"Hm! Don't we have to sacrifice something to get something we want?" Samantha with a very confident face.

"For sure, you will be hurt again," cut off Mrs Soraya.

"No problem, congratulations I can still feel the fresh air" Samantha replied lightly.

Mrs Soraya and Clara could only twist their eyeballs and sneer towards — Samantha silently.

Not long after, the elevator door opened. Catherine came out of the elevator with a lethargic face. He walked towards the kitchen, without paying attention around the lower floor area.

Catherine felt so hungry, during pregnancy, she was often struck by hunger, let alone having three fetuses in her womb. Make it must have a large portion to meet the needs of the three prospective babies.

"Sepy?! Catherine muttered with furrowed brows.

"Where, all the servants?" He muttered again as he exited the kitchen area to find the waiter who often served him.

Catherine walked around the room, reaching the walls, dining room and family. He was surprised by someone's call.

"Hey! Come here!" Call Samantha in a sharp tone.

Catherine turned her head and she could see the three women there with stupefied faces.

"Hurry up!" Jerky Samantha rough.

Catherine had no other choice but to approach the three women. The feeling began to be uncomfortable, especially the atmosphere of the luxurious Mansion was quiet and the atmosphere out there rained along with the storm.

"Yes, madam," Catherine replied while being near the three women.

"What are you doing with the host's special elevator here?" Samantha asked, pretending she didn't know anything.

"What, did you forget? If a servant is forbidden to use it?" With a face so fed up.

"Say! Why, you're so presumptuous hah!" Hardik the woman in the wheelchair.

"M-maa-sorry, a-I, from your room, mistress. Check your circumstances" Catherine said, trying to give a reasonable reason.

"You, don't see these stairs? What, are you blind? You lazy waiter!" Samantha snapped back with her arrogance.

"Sorry!" Catherine said slowly.

Soraya gave the code to, Samantha, to teach Catherine a lesson, before they launched the action.

Samantha agreed to the code glance from her stepmother, and a sly smile was imprinted on her face.

"Put it all up!" His order, while giving all the tote bags that were beside him.

"Where are you going?" Samantha asked, pausing Catherine's — steps, while wanting to get close to the elevator.

"To top, madam," said with a puzzled face.

"Who told you to go through the elevator?" Samantha asked, who had a red face.

"You, you have to get through this," concluded Samantha and looked up at the stairs.

Catherine followed the view, the first wife and she gulped her saliva, as she saw dozens of steps there.

"Quick! Put that in my room!" Samantha Sentak.

"B-well!" Catherine answered nervously.

Catherine climbed the stairs with her hands full of the first wife's groceries.

"Curtain! Basic women suck," ridiculed the three women and laughed satisfied will — warm-up lesson they gave to — Catherine.

He even grimaced several times, when his stomach feels pain or pain. But Catherine kept trying to get to the top of the third floor with items adding to her difficulty to climb the stairs.

"Patience, sweetheart. You guys need to be strong, okay," Catherine muttered as she rubbed her stomach.

After delivering Samantha's belongings, she returned to the ground floor, she will help — Samantha to return to the room.

With a calm face while rubbing his hungry stomach. Catherine came down the stairs. Until now he was on the stairs to the ground floor.

Catherine was stunned, upon seeing — Samantha, standing in the tenth row of steps by herself.

The two women went nowhere, leaving Samantha single-handedly struggling to climb the stairs.

"Mrs!" Catherine was surprised. Soon he moved quickly to Samantha whose position was very alarming.

Catherine did not see the woman's sly smile behind her long hair. "It's time, to get rid of you fucking woman," Inner Samantha.

Deliberately removing her grip on the staircase guardrail, when Catherine was already nearby and wanted to touch her hand.

"Akh!" Shouted Samantha who rolled on the stairs to the bottom floor.

Catherine could only bully both of her eyelids with her mouth open in shock. His face was also stiff.

"SAMANTHA! Shouts of heavy noise from the direction of the main door of the Mansion.

Catherine's face stiffened even more, as the man's savage gaze was now on her who was still trembling on the steps.

"No! I didn't do anything" Catherine said without a voice and a head gesture.

"Samantha!" Strangled the lady Soraya and Clara.

Jeffin immediately grabbed the body of his first wife lying helpless there, as well as the two women. Except for Catherine who was still frozen in her original place with a face of shock.

"I, don't do it" he said softly with teary eyes.

"Wake, son. Wake up, "hysterical lady Soraya who started the play.

"Oh my God, what happened to my son, he just recovered and now he's hurt again" she said with a tearful cry.

Clara also followed the drama of the mommy, and glanced towards Catherine.

"Darling, wake up!" Jeffin patted his wife on the cheek, trying to wake her beloved.

"Quick! Take her to the hospital," joked Soraya, who pretended to panic.

Jeffin immediately carried his wife and stared intently at his second wife with a horrible face.

Now Catherine could only sit with a panicked face and trembling body. Before he tried to get up, suddenly a burly hand blocked his wrist and pulled him roughly.

"Aragh!" Catherine cried, as her husband dragged her down from ten steps.

Jeffin even dragged him to the dimly empty room behind the Mansion.

"Please, let me go" asked Catherine who was enduring the pain all over her body. "I didn't do anything, I didn't do it" Catherine said. Trying to defend herself and trying to escape her husband's cruelty.

"Akhc!" Catherine cried out in pain again, when Jeffin again viciously threw the tiny body of his wife.

"SAY! WHY DID YOU DO IT, HUH. WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT TO A WIFE, SAY,"

"ACH!"

Jeffin was so angry that he shouted in front of his wife's face and mercilessly floated his feet on his tiny body which was very fitting about his wife's stomach.

Making Catherine scream in pain her face suddenly paled.

His body suddenly went limp. As the red liquid flowed profusely from his thigh grill.

Jeffin's wrathful face, suddenly in shock, upon seeing the red liquid, he stiffened with his eyes wide open.

"sick! Please.save my son. Please..save them," Catherine said in a soft voice, her gaze even more blackened.

While Jeffin was increasingly shocked to hear the words of his wife, he suddenly limp boneless, when he saw the red liquid was getting more and more.

"Kids? My kids?" He said with a dazed face.

His body was now shed on the floor with his face growing in shock. "My boy?" Say it again.

Coinciding with the sound of women's screeching from the door made Jeffin wake up from his shock.

"Catherine!" Strangled madam Margaretha.

"Son! Wake up, son," said as he patted his daughter-in-law's cheek.

"OH God!" She cried out in shock, as she saw a red liquid coming out from her daughter-in-law's groin.

"Save, they," Catherine murmured amid her consciousness completely gone.

"No!" Shouted mistress Margaretha.

"Hold, baby. Mommy, will save the grandkids, mommy," raved mommy Margaretha.

"Bastian!" Shouted mommy Margaretha.

"Yes, madam," said mommy Margaretha's personal driver.

"Hurry, lift up my daughter-in-law and hurry.Take her to the hospital," commanded mommy Margaretha half-stomped with a panicked face.

The mommy's private driver was ready to take Catherine, but suddenly, a gripping voice blocked her.

"Don't, touch her!" Hardik Jeffin with a dark face.

"Hurry up!" Urge mothermy Margaretha who is now staring intently at her son.

…….

"Cloth, plaque."

With an angry and disappointed face, mommy Margaretha slapped hard on both cheeks of her son.

"Mommy's disappointed in you, Jeffin William Abraham."

"Mommy, disappointed and sorry to have given birth to you." Disillusioned, Madame Margaretha spoke of her misdeeds for her son's actions.

"Mommy!" Jeffin's touch with a pushy look.

"What, huh! What," snapped madam Margaretha.

"What, are you content to torture him? I'm satisfied, huh!" Mommy Margaretha is back.

"It's his fault, for not telling me," said Jeffin who did not want to be blamed.

"It's your fault you're a bad husband and a loser."

Mommy Margaretha also left her son who was only silent with the face of frustration there.

She follows Catherine who is now on her way to the hospital for help.

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