{BL} Dear Husband, I want Divorce [READ ON WEBNOVEL]

13 To Bring Him My Side

Elijah’s pov ; 

"You're a piece of shit?" He said coldly through clenched, and it seemed as if he was barely holding himself from punching me. "Fucking living your life after putting Ash in jail. After hurting him so much. Do you even have a shred of humanity left in you, huh?"

Samantha quickly got out from my side and straightened herself. "Don't you dare come here and accuse us, you prick," She spat venomously. "Get out before I call security and have you escorted off the premises."

"And who are you to order me? You're nothing more than a cheap replacement. Ash is better than you and he will always be. Now, get the fuck out of my way before I make you." He pushed her aside, making her stumble and almost fall, and came close to me, his nose flared in agitation, jaw clenched in rage.

"How are you feeling now?" He implored dangerously, his voice dripping with contempt. "Enjoying yourself while my friend is suffering?"

Just who does he think he is? Breaking into my office and yelling at me?

I rolled my eyes and straightened myself. "What's the meaning of coming here like this, Mr. Frost?" I let out boredly, not giving a damn about my state.

"Do you have no shame?" He snarled, his eyes burning with fury. "I know that you're behind all of this. Get Ash out of their this minute or-"

"Or what?" I smirked cheekily. He looked at me with murder in his eyes.

"I'll fucking kill you," He said darkly. 

"What if I don't want to?"

"Why the fuck do you even want to hurt him this much?"

I shrugged, keeping my face stoic. "Just because I wanted to."

He shook his head, his face twisted with disgust. "That's not the answer to my question," he growled, his eyes blazing with hatred.

"But that's the only answer you're getting from me," I sneered viciously, looking at my phone while ignoring his existence because it meant nothing to me. 

“You bastard!” He suddenly lunged at me, his fist connecting with my jaw.

The force of the blow sent me stumbling backwards, pain blossoming across my face. I regained my balance and threw a punch, my fist colliding with his cheek.

"Elijah!" Samantha cried out, she came between us and glared at Noah. "Stop it! Can't you see that he's drunk?!"

"I don't care, that's the least he deserves for what he's done to Ash," Noah yelled, throwing another punch.

This time, I caught his fist and twisted his arm behind his back, forcing him to his knees.

"I said stop," I hissed, my grip tightening. "I could easily break your arm right now."

He grunted in pain, struggling against my hold. "Fuck you," he spat, his voice filled with loathing. "What do you want from Ash? Just let him go!"

I ignored his pleas and tightened my grip, the sound of his bones cracking filling the air.

His face contorted in agony. "Get him out and I'll do anything."

I let out a cold laugh. "Anything?"

He nodded frantically.

I leaned closer to his ear so he could hear me clearly. "Then stay away from him. Once you get away from him, I'll bring him to my side. And then I'll have my fun with him, over and over again. Till he begs for my mercy. I'll make him suffer every single day. So, you better stay away from him."

Noah's eyes widened in horror, he looked over his shoulder to stare at me in disbelief, his expression filled with terror and anguish.

"You have gone mad! You fucking psycho! You're sick! You're not a human. You're a monster!"

"And you better not interfere in our matter,” I finished. 

He was trembling with anger I was sure he felt overwhelmed with. He roughly tugged on his hand and I let it go. As soon as his hands were free, he stood up and his piercing burning gaze drilled holes in my face.

"If you dare lay a finger on him again, I swear I'll break your legs," He said, his voice trembling with fury.

"You better go, Mr. Frost," Samantha spoke in an annoyed voice.

He gave her a dirty look as if she was some filth. "Don't worry, I'm leaving.” 

When the door closed behind him, I collapsed into the chair and let out a sigh.

I rubbed my throbbing jaw, wincing slightly.

Samantha looked at me, her eyes filled with concern. "Are you okay, Elijah? Should I get some ice for you?"

Instead of answering her, my lips spreads into a smile.

"Your trick of posting a video of yourself worked. Now, I'll see how he will not come to me on his knees and beg for mercy."

"Elijah..." She quickly let out, bringing my attention to her. Her face was tinted with frustration and unease. "I still think you should let him be in jail. What if he tries to-"

"No. He must come to my side.” 

"But, Eli-"

"Shut the fuck up!" I snapped.

She took a step back, her eyes wide with shock. she doesn't understand my plan. I didn't planned all this just to send him to jail.

No, it's to bring him to me. I'll be the one to punish him and not the law.

Taking a deep breath, I left my chair and tugged my clothes.

"It's perfect time to meet him now."

*****

Ash's pov ;

"You should eat something," The cop who was standing on the other side of the table said. "Or you'll faint."

"I'm not hungry," I answered without looking at him.

"You haven't eaten anything since you came here. Are you trying to starve yourself?" He asked, sounding annoyed.

I didn't answered this time.

"Fine. Don't blame me later when you pass out," He warned me in frustration while leaving the room.

I continued to stare at my hands.

Since I came here yesterday, the police and the officers had been asking me tons of questions. But I didn't say anything, neither answering nor denying.

My mind was a complete mess and I couldn't think clearly.

I haven't eaten anything or slept, and I'm tired, both physically and mentally.

I was feeling numb and cold.

"Blackthorn, someone is here to meet you," An officer yelled, unlocking the cell.

When the person entered, I felt an uneasy feeling in my chest as I almost run up to him and punched his viciously smiling face. 

“Hey, my little actor,” Elijah smirked as he waved his hand at me.