Ex-Husband’s Endless Pestering

Chapter 88

However, Henry merely sat ths ere quietly without any intention of stepping forward to help Josic.

“Well, since no one has any objection, I’m more than happy to oblige.” The smirk on Quinton’s lips was meaningful and sarcastic. He reached out to grab Josie’s wrist and pulled the woman into his arms. “Don’t be afraid. You don’t suffer any loss either. I think my dad wants me to marry you.”

“You all indeed… share the same blood. You’re disgusting” Josie tried hard to break free from Quinton’s clutch. Her eyes réddened, but she stubbornly held back her tears.

“What am I still holding on to? Not only does Henry not love me, but he even wants to give me away to somebody else!” she lamented inwardly.

“Since you also agree with this marriage, Mr. Gibson, why don’t you let the couple spend some time together tonight? If they can get along well, then they can get married right away. What do you think?” Spike’s tone remained indifferent.

However, he never stopped threatening Henry.

Henry did not speak, but his fists underneath the table turned so pale that his veins bulged.

“Mr. Gibson, as a member of the Gibson family, how much dowry are you willing to offer since the bride is Ms. Yates herself?” Spike got up as he spoke. From his expression, he looked as if his son had to sacrifice a whole lot solely by marrying Josie.

“Dad, I don’t mind the fact that she’s having a second marriage. I’ve always had a thing for other people’s ex–wife, especially if she’s Mr. Gibson’s ex–wives. Quinton yanked Josie toward himself. Clearly, he was purposely doing so for Henry to see.

I’ll give you 20 percent of Gibson Corporation’s original issue shares. How about that?” Henry lifted his hand slightly before slowly grabbing the wine glass on the table.

Josie looked at Henry in despair.

She scoffed inwardly, “Huh! So, I’m only a pawn Henry uses to justify transferring his shares away and giving the Gibson family’s assets away? Or did the father–and–son duo plan this from the beginning? Whatever it is, in the eyes of those three people, I’m nothing but a puppet, a commodity, and an asset to gather more fortune and power.”

*20 percent? You control almost 100 percent of the shares, Mr. Gibson, but you’re only willing to give me a measly 20 percent? Don’t forget I’m actually willing to accept the fact that you’re merely giving away something you no longer want,” commented Quinton in a deep voice.

“How much do you want?” Henry rose to his feet and walked over to Quinton with the glass of wine in his hand, staring loftily at Quinton. Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

The latter tightened his grip on Josie. To agitate Henry, he even lifted Josie’s chin and scrutinized her face. “Since Ms. Yates‘ beauty is really to my liking, I want half of what you have. I hope I’m not asking too much.”

A snicker escaped from Henry’s lips. He tilted the glass of wine and steadily poured the wine all over Quinton’s face. “I could give it to you, but would you be able to take it?”

“Henry!” Quinton was enraged.

Henry then turned around and looked at Spike, who looked pretty upset, before speaking again. “You’ve been overindulging in this blockhead. If things carry on like this, we won’t know what’s going to happen to him next.”

“What do you mean?” asked Spike in a cold tone.

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“You don’t really think I’m still a teenager, do you, Mr. Spike?” Henry grabbed Quinton by the hair and threw the latter to the ground.

Angered. Quinton tried to resist, but Henry stepped on him on the spot. “Before you offend somebody, make sure you gauge your own strength. Otherwise, you wouldn’t even know what hit you. If it hadn’t been for me, you’d have long met your demise abroad. The next time you see me, remember to call me your savior, as I’m truly your savior.”

“Henry!” Quinton roared. With bloodshot eyes, he glared at the bodyguards, who dared not act rashly. “Are you guys blind?”

The bodyguards then got the hint from Spike’s gaze, and they finally stepped forward to take Henry down.

Henry smashed the wine glass on one of the bodyguards and kicked the latter to the ground.

At that moment, Henry seemed to act like a crazy man. He hurled punches at the bodyguard who pushed Josie down earlier. He then took off his tie, throwing his coat on Josie’s head, covering Josie’s eyes altogether. Wheeling around, Henry grabbed a stool and smacked it hard on his opponent.

He looked like he was determined to claim the bodyguards‘ lives.

There was a time when Henry had reprimanded Samuel for not being calm enough when dealing with matters. He criticized the latter for being willful and impulsive, acting like a spoiled brat of the Turner family.

Yet, at that very moment, Henry could feel that he was just as reckless himself.

Deep down, he knew that his actions would provoke Spike. Before arriving, he had advised himself countless times to bear with the circumstance for the time being as well, as it was simply not the time for him to lash out yet.

Alas, when he saw Josie being bullied, the rational part of him eventually gave in.

“Henry! You must be crazy!” Spike slammed his hand hard on the table, his voice as cold as ice.

Henry wiped off the blood on the back of his hand as he stared turned back and looked at Spike. “If you want something from me, ask from me fairly and openly. Don’t resort to tricks like this.”

Henry turned around and glanced at Josie. He then spoke again. “I was the one who called for the divorce, but Josie’s still the most important person in my life. Even if she isn’t my wife, she’s still the respectable daughter of the Gibson family! That son of yours ought to learn to show some respect first before discussing with me whether he’s worthy of Josie or not.”

“Henry! Even if I’m not worthy, I’m still 100 times better than you, an illegitimate child! Do you really think you deserve to be called “Mr. Gibson‘ just because you’ve been adopted by the Gibson family? Quinton mocked, sneering as he stood up.

Josie hid in the corner without saying a word.

“What a crazy family… They’re all lunatics,” she thought.

At that moment, she just wanted to run away.

“This woman is but a puppet. Don’t forget what you promised my dad. You said that you were only toying with her. What you really wanted was the Gibson family’s assets!”

Quinton shoved Henry aside and approached Josie. He then pulled off the coat that was covering her. “Didn’t you say it yourself that once you’ve had enough of her, you’d give her up to anyone interested?”

Josie stared at Henry with teary eyes, her whole body trembling.

“Jo… Let’s go home. I’ll explain to you later… Henry’s voice was shaking as well. He was scared.

Obviously, he did say those words.

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“Jo… Henry wanted to carry Josie in his arms, but the next second, his eyes widened with shock.

Josie stabbed the knife in her hand into Henry’s shoulder violently.

“Damn it! Who the heck called the police?”

A series of sirens sounded from the port of the Delisisle River.

After cursing out loud, Quinton looked at Spike with slight panic.

Spike spoke in a deep voice. “There’s no need to panic. This just a family dinner. Don’t tell me even the police wants to

interfere in this?”

The air in the cabin seemed to have frozen then, and Henry could only gape at Josie in disbelief.

Josie hands that were holding the knife were still trembling, but her gaze was steady and showed Henry that she hated him.

You wanted to kill me?” Henry asked with reddened eyes. Even his voice was quivering.

He felt completely numb.

“You lunatic… Josie looked at Henry with nothing by terror in her eyes.

Josic, I’ve told you before… You can never get rid of me in this life. Yes, I’m crazy. You can hate me for your whole life if you want!” Henry grabbed Josie’s shoulder hysterically. His expression was terrifying.

Josie was trembling all over and wanted nothing but to escape from him.

“I’ve told you before, Josie, that this is your fate.” Henry’s breath became heavier and heavier. He looked down at the blood that had soaked his shirt and held Josie forcefully and tightly in his arms. “You can only pray… that you don’t run into me in your next lifetime”

“After all, we’ve already bumped into each other in this lifetime,” he remarked internally.

The police officers got on the yacht. Among them was Samuel.

“Someone called the police and reported that you guys were fighting and causing trouble. What’s going on?”

“It’s that guy-” Quinton wanted to accuse Henry of starting the fight..

“It’s our family dinner. We’ll deal with the conflicts between the siblings ourselves,” replied Spike in a deep voice as he shot a meaningful glance at Quinton.

Quinton furrowed his brows as he swallowed the rest of his words.

Jo!” It was then that Samuel barged in. He was stunned when he saw Josie covered in blood, and he rushed over to her. “Are. you hurt? Where are you hurt?”

Josie finally feh–her body that was numbed with fear loosen a little. She burrowed into Samuel’s embrace almost subconsciously. “It’s not my blood. It’s his,” she explained, her voice trembling.

Samuel frowned and looked at Henry with anger and doubt in his eyes.

Truth be told, it was Henry called the police and asked Samuel to come to Delisisle River as soon as possible.

Henry’s fingers went numb. He gazed at the woman who had broken free from his embrace and turned to cower in Samuel’s arms. His heart ached so much that his face turned pale.

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He knew that Josie, who always used to rely on him when she was scared, would never be coming back to his side.

To him, it was as if Josie had not stabbed the knife into his shoulder but into his heart instead.