~Zion’s POV~
It’s been a month since I’ve been banned. It doesn’t really matter to me as long as she doesn’t leave me, and I also hope that she doesn’t find out that for the past month, I’ve never slept in the bedroom that we share as a husband and wife. I have been sleeping outside her room overnight. The only time I will sleep in our bedroom is when she finally forgives me and comes back to our bedroom. When I opened my laptop, pictures of that stupid newspaper came pouring into my mind. The idiotic publication was almost responsible for the dissolution of my marriage and for making me lose my cool. Ivy Jones, the man Lucas went to teach a lesson to, mentioned the name, Ivy Jones. Ivy was the one who handed over the pictures taken of my wife to the newspaper studio. I think it’s about time I went to see the Jones as an enemy instead of as their son-in-law. I pulled out my phone and gave Lucas a call in an effort to uncover a flaw, just any flaw in the Jones operation. I’d like for them to pay. This man, Robert Jones, has been spreading false information about my aunt Chloe to other people, and he has also been acting as though my wife is an outcast. An elegant caution is not going to do any harm. I shut down my laptop and picked up my key. I didn’t want anyone to drive me, so I headed straight to the Jones residence. The huge gate was opened by the worker and I came out of my car. I charged in, and Robert was home.
Lucky for me.
“Lord Archer, welcome to my humble home.” He said. I gave him a smirk and bobbed my head. He has no idea why I’m here. If he knew, he would be on his hands and knees. “Please.” He gave me a sign to go into his house. When I walked in, his useless daughter was sitting at the table. When she saw me, she jumped out of her chair and tried to give me a hug. I put up my hand to stop her. She frowned, along with her father and mother.
“You are just the right person I want to see.” She winked at me with her fake eyelashes. What a pain.
“Oh, my, you want to see me?”
“Yes, it is why I’m here.” She immediately began to adjust her outfit.
Oh honey, if you knew, I said in the back of my head.
They started bringing everything they had to the table. The stupid girl put food on the plate next to me while wiggling her breasts at me. My wife’s boobs are what I crave, not what is being shown to me.
Stupid, stupid. I am not here to eat. I am here to start a war.
“Archie, I hope this will be enough for you.”
Archie? I scoffed. Wonders shall never end.
“When was the last time you saw my daughter?” Robert Jones asked. I am a man with a purpose here on earth and that purpose is for my family to return to normal, my wife smiling at me again. Right now, when I look into my wife’s eyes, I see nothing but doubts. This man has to come clean about a lot of things and also about the lie that he keeps telling people and has to pay for making my wife a business transaction. Concerning his daughter, I did some research and came across a number of fascinating facts about her, one of which was a video of her and the guy from the newspaper having a threesome with another blonde girl.
“I see my wife every day. I mean, she’s Lady Archer, after all, the Lady of the house.” Robert smiled, but the expressions on the mother’s and daughter’s faces suggested they were unhappy. I came to wreak havoc, something that this moron Robert was completely unaware of; if only he had known, he could have wed his aunt Chloe instead of this disgraceful lady he referred to as a wife, and then he could have escaped this situation.
What is taking Lucas so long?
“I didn’t know that Lord Archer liked dirty things. If I knew you liked the sleazy girls, I could have been one. I mean, I’m better than what you call a wife.” I watched her.
“Do you want to marry me?” She was so happy that she was giddy.
“Oh, my!” she shouted while touching her chest, “Of course, Lord Archer, I was trained to be yours, to be wedded to you.” She was referring to the fact that she was prepared for marriage. “I knew you didn’t like that dirty girl. Oh my god, Lord Archer, did you just realize that you love me?”
“No, I have merely come to the conclusion that even though I believed I hated you, I had no idea that it came from the deepest part of my being. I’m not here to eat, and I’m not here to talk about the way I feel about you, because I will never love a cockroach like you, Ivy Jones, or should I say, Connor?”
When I looked at Robert’s wife, Mariam, I noticed that her eyes got really big, and I assumed that it was because she was hoping that her secret wouldn’t be discovered. I could see her hatred toward me. If she had the power, she could have chased me out of her house before I spilled the beans. Because Robert Jones is so concerned about making a good impression on me, she won’t use the ping word!
“Connor?” Ivy asked.
“Mmm, ask your mother.” I caught a glimpse of the woman guzzling down some water all at once. “Well, as I already said, I’m not here to eat. I’m here because of my family. Robert, you and your deceitful family have gone too far this time, and I couldn’t let this slide. Ivy, you were the one responsible for the controversy that was published in the Daily Times involving my wife. The shocking news caused a great deal of pain for my wife, and there was a real possibility that we could have lost our children as a result of it. I can forgive almost anything, but not when it comes to my family and my wife. I had a hand too, but you, Ivy, are the master of all those pictures. And now, well, today I am here to show you that no one can mess with my family and walk away freely. Today I am here to show you that. Maya is my life. Do you want to be Lady Archer? Is that correct?”
This time around, I observed that she maintained her silence while chewing on her nails. Then I went on to say, “I’m sorry to be the bearer of bad news, Ivy, but Maya and I didn’t get together today. Since the beginning, Maya has been the woman I’ve envisioned spending the rest of my life with and eventually marrying. She has been Mrs. Zion Archer since she was 16 years old. She was aware of my plans at the time; yet, I was unable to discuss my emotions with a 16-year-old because of our age difference. But Maya understood what I meant, and to this day, Maya has kept our promise. You call my wife dirty. My wife has never slept with her brother. I don’t have a problem with people having threesomes, but it’s a different story when it’s done with your own blood. You nearly caused me to lose everything that I have slogged through a lot of trouble to get. I worked so hard to get where I am today with my wife, and you almost took everything away from me, Ivy Connor.”