Marcus’s POV
Chapter 13
Marcus clutched the document tightly as he stared at the letters printed on top:
“DIVORCE AGREEMENT”
His breath caught in his throat.
A wave of dizziness washed over him, and he stumbled back a step.
“No,” he muttered under his breath. “No, no, no.”
Bianca asked. “What is it, Marcus?”
He didn’t answer. His eyes scanned the documents.
His hands trembled.
Everyone around him had fallen silent. His father was reading over his shoulder, and he gasped in shock.
Marcus clenched his fists tightly. This was another of Isabella’s games. She was trying to pass a message to him in a dramatic manner.
She was probably somewhere watching everything and laughing at his foolishness.
He growled, and with one swipe, he flung everything from the table to the ground.
The whispers were getting louder. People were watching, but he didn’t care.
“This is a joke,” Marcus spat bitterly. “She’s trying to humiliate me. This isn’t real.”
The delivery man spoke again. “Sir… the court stamp is authentic, and-”
Marcus turned on him, his eyes blazing with anger. “Where is she?! When did she give this to you?! She’s supposed to be dead, and now she’s doing this?!
“I–I don’t know,” the man stammered, stepping back. “She just paid me and gave me instructions two days ago.”
Marcus paused as he processed the delivery man’s words. “Two days ago?”
The man nodded.
Marcus stepped back slowly. His hope faded. He had thought it was more recent.
‘She had been planning this a long time ago.” He murmured under his breath.
‘What did you do, Marcus? What do you mean by “Isabella is supposed to be dead?” His father
asked from behind him.
He didn’t respond, his fingers held the edge of the table tightly, and his mind raced.
She had planned this before her death.
Two days ago. It was before she was admitted for the blood transfusion.
The day after Marcus had brought Bianca home and announced that she was pregnant for him.
She had pretended that she was fine with it after he had threatened the orphanage.
But she wasn’t.
“Marcus, what did you do? Where is Isabella?” His father snapped.
Chapter 13
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Marcus whirled around. “Isabella is dead, alright!”
Everyone around gasped.
“Then why is she sending you divorce papers from the dead?” His father retorted.
“Because I impregnated her sister!” he snapped at his father.
Gasps echoed through the room. He hadn’t meant to reveal that in public, he had forgotten that there were other people around.
Marcus could see them judging him, looking at him with disgust in their eyes.
Bianca’s eyes widened in shock. “Marcus, that’s enough. You’re not thinking straight right now.”
“No, Bianca,” Marcus snapped at her, his voice rising. “Don’t tell me I’m not thinking straight!” He stumbled forward, waving the divorce paper as he tried to explain to the people that he could see judging him. “She was barren! She couldn’t have children!”
He exclaimed. “We needed a child. And then Bianca got pregnant!”
Marcus could feel the disgust rolling off several of them.
“You cheated on her,” someone whispered sharply.
Marcus turned in that direction. “She’s her sister!” he bellowed. “She understood! We were family. It made sense-!”
“You’re insane,” someone else muttered under their breath.
“I gave Isabella everything!” he barked. “The child would have been hers too!”
His father stepped forward with a cold expression on his face. Marcus could see the disgust on his face.
“That’s enough. You’ve embarrassed yourself, and this family enough.” He said quietly.
Marcus’s mouth opened, then closed.
The murmurs grew louder again. He could hear them now.
“What a disgrace.”
“Cheated on his wife.”
“With her sister.”
“He’s not stable.”
It broke something in him.
“Get out!” Marcus suddenly screamed hysterically. “All of you! Every last one of you. GET OUT!”
Everyone stared at him in shock.
“I SAID GET OUT!” he roared again, “This is my house! My damn house! You won’t talk to me like that!”
People hurried out quickly.
The executives from his companies were offended. One older man glared at Marcus as he passed. “You just lost my support, Mr. Pierce,” he said coldly.
Marcus didn’t respond. He was breathing heavily and sweat dripped down his face. At that moment, he looked slightly unhinged.
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