Unwanted Marriage: Honey, No More Divorce!

Chapter 87: Mastermind

"Believe you?" Michael threw his head back as he suddenly burst out laughing. However, his eyes also grew damp when he said, "Tell me, how can I believe you?"

"I understand now," said Wendy with her head bowed. Tears streamed down her face. She knew now that she should never have tried to ask for more. She had been too greedy. After taking a deep breath, she said in a quiet but determined tone, "Let’s get divorced."

Michael could not believe what he had heard. He snorted, "What did you say?" he said,

"Let ’s get divorced," said Wendy. This time, her voice was loud, clear, and powerful.

"Wendy, you cheated on me and got pregnant with another man’s child. Now, you’re asking for a divorce?" Michael started laughing in anger.

His demeanor was terrifying.

"Yes, you’re right, I did cheat on you," said Wendy. She looked into Michael’s eyes and smiled while seeming to confirm all his suspicions. She continued, "Since you already know that the child isn’t yours, we should get divorced. From now on, we will have nothing to do with each other."

When Michael heard her response, he raised his hand, seemingly intending to hit her. Wendy was not afraid. She kept her head held high, waiting for it to hit her. She did not mind it if this was what it took for him to agree to a divorce and let her leave. However, Michael’s hand stopped less than an inch from her face. He was so tense that veins bulged on the back of his hands.

"Weren’t you going to hit me?" said Wendy with a sneer. "Go on!"

"Do you want to get divorced so that you can lead a happy life with Christian?" Michael said, "Let me tell you, that’s impossible! Over my dead body!"

As Michael turned around to leave, Wendy watched his back and yelled, "Michael Lucas, you are a coward! You won’t agree to a divorce even though you know that cheated on you! Do you plan on being a cuckold for the rest of your life?"

Right now, Wendy wanted nothing more than to get divorced. She could sacrifice everything for that goal. She would scold and insult him to get there, even if he hit her. The only thing that mattered was the end goal.

Just as she had expected, Michael stopped in his tracks. However, he did not look back or pay any attention to Wendy. Instead, he took out his phone and made a call. His tone was extremely cold and bloodthirsty when he said, "Find out where Christian Lucas is right now and show up there with one hundred bodyguards."

Wendy grew frantic when she heard those words. Michael did not hit her; he was going to do it to Christian instead.

"Michael Lucas! What are you trying to do? Have you gone mad?!" Wendy screamed. She had not admitted to cheating on him with Christian to get Christian beat up. She just wanted to provoke Michael into agreeing to get divorced. Now that he was planning an attack on Christian with this degree of force, the outcome was simply unimaginable. Even though Wendy did not like Christian very much, she was the one who had dragged him into this.

She thought, what if Michael ends up beating Christian to death in a moment of rage? I can’t just sit back and let it happen when l know about it.

Unfortunately, Michael ignored her completely.

He left the apartment. She chased after him but was a tad too slow and arrived at the elevator just in time to see the doors closing. Panicking, she shouted, "This child has nothing to do with Christian, I swear! And I have nothing to do with him either."

Unfortunately, Michael did not believe her.

Wendy immediately pressed the button for the adjacent elevator. She anxiously waited until it reached her level and the doors opened. By the time she arrived downstairs, Michael’s car was already gone. She wanted to call Michael, but she had rushed out of the house too suddenly and had left her phone in the living room. With no other choice left, she could only head back upstairs to get her phone. ƒreeωebnovel.ƈom

The moment she did, she called Michael.

Unsurprisingly, nobody answered. She racked her brain for a solution to this. Finally, she thought of something. "Right, I can call Christian," she muttered, and did just that, only to find the line busy.

At that moment, Christian was on the phone with the director of the hospital.

"I did everything as you instructed. After the examination, I swapped out the test results of her fetus with one who is only four months old. I did this for both the medical report and the ultrasound scan. Don’t worry, they won’t be able to detect anything amiss. Also, I did everything for her from start to end, no one else got involved," said the hospital director. "Oh, and Miss Stewart also called me just a moment ago. I heard her arguing with someone before she hung up."

Obviously, this was the same doctor that Wendy had spoken on the phone with.

Feeling satisfied, Christian said, "l understand." Right at that moment, he received another phone call. When he saw that it was from Wendy, he immediately hung up on the hospital director. She answered immediately when he called back and said, "Christian, I think Michael is on his way to you. It’s best if you find somewhere to hide instead of remaining where you are."

Christian pretended to be bewildered. "What’s wrong, Wendy?"

"Michael found out about my pregnancy. He thinks that you’re the father of the baby and he’s going after you right now with his bodyguards. You understand his how he gets, it won’t be good if he finds you now," said Wendy, explaining the entire situation with great clarity.

"My brother thinks that I’m the father of your child?" asked Christian. "Why would that be?"

"There’s no time to explain right now. In any case, you should leave wherever you are right away and go find somewhere else to hide."

"I haven’t done anything wrong, why should hide?" said Christian, "Also, even if I manage to evade him today, I can’t do it for the rest of my life. We work in the same company."

"Christian, I’m not kidding around!" Wendy’s voice grew sterner as she continued, "You should understand Michael’s character better than I do. You should listen to me if you don’t want to die today!"

"Wendy, if my brother refuses to believe your story, what do you think about me admitting to being the father of your child?" Christian did not seem to be taking Wendy seriously at all.

Instead, he was making use of the opportunity to tease her. Any other woman might have felt moved by this. After all, very few men in this world were willing to take responsibility for someone else’s child. fɾēewebnσveℓ.com

However, Wendy could vaguely detect something amiss in this situation. She thought, could it be that this has something to do with Christian? Everything that had happened with the doctor today seemed to have been staged.

Since she was not personally acquainted with the doctor, it was unlikely that he would bear any grudge against her and set her up on purpose.

There was only one possibility, which was that there was a mastermind behind this. And Christian was the biggest suspect here. After all, he and Michael had always been rivals. Back then, he had asked Wendy to work as his assistant precisely so he could provoke his half-brother.

"Christian, are you behind what happened at the hospital today?" Since Wendy was already suspicious, she decided to just ask him directly.

"Wendy, what do you mean?" Christian chuckled,

"How is it my fault if my brother refuses to believe that he’s the father of your child? It’s not like I’ve ever told him that the child is mine."

Wendy had already arrived beside the main road. She reached out to flag a cab. When she got in, the driver asked for her destination.

Since she was still on the phone with Christian, she asked him, "Where are you? I’ll come over right now."

It was clear from Christian’s words that he did not plan on going elsewhere. Hence, Wendy felt that it was necessary to go over and stop Michael from making a mistake. She believed that Michael would either kill or end up crippling Christian.

Christian told Wendy his address. Smiling, he said, "I look forward to having you as a guest at my house, Wendy."

"I’m warning you for the last time, you should leave," said Wendy, "Or at least come back only when Michael is less angry, and it is easier to resolve things."

"Wendy, I meant every word that I told you," said Christian as his smile faded. His tone grew solemn, "Since you plan on getting divorced now, and Michael already thinks that I’m the father of your child, why not let him continue to misunderstand us? I’ll confirm his suspicions. He’ll probably just beat me up, but I’m fine with that. Also, this means that Michael will finally let you go, which is the best outcome for you."

"I’m not going to do that," Wendy rejected his offer firmly. "Christian, whether you admit it or not, I highly suspect that you’re the one behind this entire incident. You’re right, I do want to leave Michael, but I do not want anything to do with you."

"Fine," said Christian, feeling rather disappointed. At least, things were still going as planned.

After Wendy hung up, she urged the driver to go faster.

Meanwhile, Michael had already arrived at Christian’s house. He was followed by his bodyguards. Christian stayed in a large house, and although there was ample space within, the number of people that Michael had brought with him made his residence seem rather crowded.

He looked at the front door that had been knocked down before he smiled at Michael and said, "Hey, Michael, why did you bring so many people here?"

"I’m here to take your life today!" said Michael his eyes red. He was staring at Christian like he wanted to set him on fire.

"Don’t scare me like that. Even though we don’t usually get along, we’re both parts of the Lucas family. We shouldn’t be so anxious to get rid of each other," said Christian. Although his expression was much more serious now, his tone was still vaguely playful.

In Michael’s eyes, Christian was clearly provoking him. He rushed forward and tried to punch Christian’s face. However, instead of standing still, Christian dodged the attack.

"Michael, you should at least tell me what happened," said Christian anxiously as he continued evading Michael’s fist. "If you continue to behave like this, I might just sue you for breaking and entering private property."

"You can go ahead and do that if you are even alive by the time I’m done with you!" This time, Michael moved too quickly, and Christian had no time to react. He ended up getting punched in his left arm.

"If you continue your behavior, I might have to retaliate," said Christian as he raised his fist as well.

Suddenly, the two brothers started wrestling each other. The bodyguards that Michael had brought with him remained standing by the side.

Without instructions from Michael, they would not intervene. There were a few helpers in Christian’s house, and when they heard the commotion, they all came rushing over. Since the bodyguards were not intervening, the helpers naturally did not dare to do anything either. Hence, a huge crowd surrounded the two brothers, watching them fight.

When Wendy arrived, she saw many bruises on both of their faces. However, it was clear that Christian was at a disadvantage in this fight.

"Stop it!" she screamed loudly.

When Michael heard her voice, he grew even more furious. He threw another punch and managed to knock Christian down to the ground.

Then, he commanded his bodyguards, "What are you waiting for? Hit him! I’ll take responsibility if you end up killing him!"

When the bodyguards heard that, they immediately sprang into action.