Foul Play Is Better Kept Secret 🥀 || DISCONTINUED

XVI

Blair hurried downstairs but suddenly stopped in his tracks when he saw his wife sitting on the couch and drinking what seemed to be a glass of whiskey.

He pursed his lips together and silently made his way towards her before snatching the glass from her hands. She gasped in surprise and glared at her husband.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?" She shrieked in bewilderment.

"I should be the one asking you this question." Blair stated through gritted teeth, "You know that Rye doesn't prefer you drinking alcohol because you can't keep that mouth of yours shut while being drunk!"

Elisabeth rolled her eyes.

"I can do whatever the fuck I want because this is my life. You and Your son don't control me!" She shouted back.

"Yes we do! And You fucking know it so well what we are capable of." He smirked darkly, setting the glass down.

"Oh really? Are you threatening to throw me out of this house?" The woman mocked and when Blair didn't reply, her expression turned deadly.

"If that is the case, then fine! Throw me out! But remember one thing," She took a step closer to him, "I'll leave this house but not before telling Andy everything."

Blair didn't reply. He didn't have to, because he simple grabbed her throat and backed her into the opposite wall, slamming her head against it.

"Are you threatening me?" He hissed like a snake ready to poison its victim.

Elisabeth only whimpered in response, struggling to breathe under her husband's deadly grip.

"If that is the case, then my dear, you should be well aware of this fact that I can even kill for my madam! And I won't think twice before doing so, even if the enemy is my own family."

"Madam? What madam--What are you talking about!?" She looked at him with shocked wide eyes.

"That's none of your business!" Blair muttered and released her, taking a step back.

"Dad! What are you doing!?" He heard Loren's voice as his daughter came rushing to her mother's aid.

"You-What did you do to Mom? She is your wife, Dad! You should be taking care of her well being but instead you--"

"Shut up!" Blair snapped, "Don't tell me what to do!"

Loren gulped and looked down timidly. Elisabeth was seething in anger but remained quiet for the sake of her daughter. She watched as her husband left, but not before giving them a final warning.

"Don't forget your place. All of you!"

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"The storm is only getting worse." Andy commented as they entered the shack, shivering from the cold outside.

"Let's hope it subsides soon because otherwise, It'll take even longer for Marcus to arrive." Rye sighed, making his way towards the fireplace.

"Uh..." Andy stood there dumbly, staring at his husband's back. Rye seemed to be unaware of his gaze as he was busy rekindling the fire which had been extinguished due to the lack of wood.

"Is something wrong?" Rye asked as he turned around to see an awkward looking Andy. He was about to question again when suddenly, his gaze fell upon the set of clothes in his hands and only then, the blonde boy's nervous expression and lack of reply made sense.

Innocent little Andy didn't want to change in front of his 'husband'.

"Oh I see." Rye nodded in understanding before giving him a reassuring smile, "Don't worry. I'll turn away."