Forced Marriage: Escaping Her Monster

Jerlina placed her hand on her heart and leaned on the wall. This is not the first time he is getting angry on her behalf. His masculine form that exuded his superiority and his protectiveness… It made her heart flutter.

She used to think that no one in this world would protect her to this extent. She wouldn't lie. At times, she did feel jealous of Emma for having a brother who would protect her even if she was in the wrong.

She did want a brother like him!

But isn't having him as a husband much better?

Having a husband is like having everything. And my husband… the best of all!

And Kingsley… is he the son of Matilda Kingsley then?

Why is he here? I thought Jonathan Erling will punish that family for trying to kill me.

Jeremy was about to pluck his hair and Jerlina noticed Gordon at a distance. Her heart skipped a beat. She still wasn't sure why she is called here along with Matilda's family.

Are we trapped here? Will they try something on Joel if he hurts someone from the Erling family? Should I stop Joel?

Jerlina looked at Jeremy. He looked really mad and she knew interrupting him now won't go well. She wanted to let him do his thing especially after he complained that he felt bad for not helping her that day.

This is the son of the woman who tried to kill me and caused a lot of distress for everyone around me.

And this idiot deserves whatever Joel does to him.

Suddenly Jerlina didn't care for what Jeremy does to that guy. She knew that the old man is desperate to meet her. But he is an old man and she couldn't predict where the loyalties of those around him will lie.

What if they act against his interests?

So it is not wrong to get a little alert in this situation when her husband doesn't even think of anything other than getting back at that guy.

Wondering what Gordon might think of this situation, Jerlina looked at him.

Gordon's face brightened seeing Jerlina. Why wouldn't he be happy? His boss is getting much better these days and has returned to his past self. He is happy and getting healthier. And that made Gordon happy. He didn't even notice Jeremy and that other guy on the floor.

"Hundred for one, four-hundred for four…" Jeremy said. He was strapped on that guy's back as he lied on his belly on the floor. Both of his hands were pinned on his back by Jeremy and he had no way to move. He had a similar hairstyle to Jeremy and Jeremy started to pull his hair from the crown of his head.

Jerlina looked at Gordon who noticed the scuffle on the floor only then. Gordon looked at Jerlina.

"He called me the C-word," Jerlina shrugged. "And told me to shag with him right in front of my husband."

She is not going to apologize for what Jeremy is doing although she was not sure how Gordon is going to react.

"Oh?" Gordon chewed his cheek. His face went red. Jerlina didn't know if it was out of anger or embarrassment.

"The grandsire is waiting for the meeting, Mr. Fitzgerald," Gordon said. "Let's not make him wait."

Ronald Kingsley started to sneer hearing Gordon's voice. "You've touched the wrong guy… I told you, right? Whatever reason you're here… you're f*cked. You're…Aaah!"

He screamed as Jeremy pulled another one of his hair. "Twelve," Jeremy blew his hand.

Jerlina sucked in a deep breath as she got mad at that guy. She looked at Gordon and he seemed to be not angry at Jeremy but Ronald.

"Then ask  Ronald here to finish doing what my husband wants to do," Jerlina folded her hands over her chest and looked at Gordon. She wasn't sure what is going to happen next but she decided to see if it sticks.

"What are you saying? Gordon! Help me up! You know the grandsire won't be pleased if something happens to-"

"Joel," Jerlina walked closer to Jeremy and placed her hand on his shoulder. Gordon stood in his place. He wasn't doing anything. He wasn't taking their side and it seemed like he had no intentions to help Ronald either.

"Don't stress yourself. Let him pluck his own hair," Jerlina said with a smirk and Jeremy turned to look at her.

"I just don't want to damage your hand, love," Jerlina rubbed his shoulders and watched Jeremy's face blooming with a smile.

"Whaaat?" Ronald started to laugh. He couldn't understand what was going on there. "Gordon! Gordon help me up! Gordon!"

Like a bully who finally met an opponent better than him, Ronald started to scream. He was laughing but Jerlina could see the fear in his face. And Jerlina suddenly got an idea.

It would be better if his mother saw it, right?

"Do it!" Jeremy punched Ronald in the face.

Jeremy's hard knuckles made a gash on Ronald's face and blood started to gush out. Ronald now started to cry.

"Gordon!" he screamed and Jerlina saw a bunch of men wearing black attire running towards them in the hallways. They all looked at Gordon for their next move.

"As I said, we cannot make the Grandsire wait," Gordon said fixing his cuffs.

"Ha..ha..ha… That's right…" Ronald started to laugh. He knew he is saved.

Jerlina stared at Gordon and he cleared his throat.

"Ronald, do as she says. Pluck four hundred of your hairs immediately. We cannot make the Grandsire wait."

"What?" Ronald's marble eyes widened and he looked around. He got surrounded by the guards under Gordon's signal.

"Three hundred and eighty-eight, Gordon. My husband already plucked twelve of his hairs…" Jerlina said with a smile. "I am not heartless… And I will need his mother here to count," she added.

Jeremy with a smile got up and wrapped her around her waist. He wanted to get back at him for what his mother did to his wife and for what he said to his wife but his wife's plan is much more… creative and ruthless.

It seems like she would make a better ganglord.

"But…" Ronald didn't know what to do and he was lost for words.

"I'll wait," Jerlina said to Gordon with a smile.

Gordon looked at one of the guards and he walked to him. Jerlina smiled at Jeremy playfully seeing Gordon asking the guard to bring Matilda here.

Ronald started to tremble and Jerlina thought he'd find a way out. But although his hands started to shake, he started to pull out his hair.

Jeremy gripped Jerlina's cold hands. Jerlina was not very happy to see this. It just proved how cruel this house is to let one of their own to suffer for the wish of the other.

A place with no love!

And within two minutes the hall echoed with the cries of a man crying for his mother as he plucked his own hair.

"Just let him go…" Matilda held Jerlina's feet but she turned her face.

"You didn't let me go, did you?"