His Mistress is His Ex-Wife
Chapter 79: Wrath

Chapter 79: Wrath

When Dominique left, Gael returned inside the house. As he entered the door, Athena ran in his direction with a worried expression on her face.

"Gael, are you hurt?" Athena witnessed the intense interaction between Dominique and Gael through the intercom video.

Gael just responded with a nod and a reassuring smile.

Athena heaved a sigh of relief. She saw the two men getting physical with each other. She was surprised when Gael punched Dominique in his face and Dominique didn’t even fight back.

Unfortunately, she couldn’t hear the conversation between the two men at that time. She could only see their movements and actions.

Athena pulled Gael’s hand, making him sit on the sofa. "What does he want from you?" she asked him curiously.

Gael looked at her with conflicting thoughts. He hesitated for a moment before answering her.

"He confronted me about you. He was still thinking that you were alive and I was hiding you from him... along with your child. He suspected Aaron as his biological son."

Athena gasped when she heard that. "This can’t be. I can’t let him get close with Aaron."

Gael fell silent, his eyes still fixed on Athena. During his confrontation with Dominique, he sensed that a story in the past didn’t add up. It didn’t make sense at all when Dominique denied the fact he asked Sabrina to abort their child.

Gael didn’t know if he was telling the truth. However, he saw the shock and devastation in Dominique’s eyes when he mentioned the abortion.

In the end, Gael decided not to inform Athena about this. He didn’t want her to get confused.

"I think we must take action about this. I must remain dead in Dominique’s eyes and the Williams. Dominique should stop searching for me. The only way to do that is to bring him my corpse. By this, he will also stop thinking that Aaron is his son."

Gael nodded in agreement to Athena’s last remarks. "I’ll help you with it."

"Let’s inform Lanny about this. She already made preparations for this plan."

"Alright, Sabby. You should spend the night here. Head home in the morning. It’s not safe with Dominique’s men possibly lurking outside," Gael advised cautiously. They couldn’t risk Athena being spotted in his place, as it would only raise suspicions about her identity.

"Yes, Gael. Let’s do that." Athena agreed right away.

Gael’s face brightened up when he heard that. He got a chance to spend more time with her.

"I’ll cook our dinner. Do you have any requests?" He excitedly consulted her.

"Hmm. Let me see your available ingredients first. I’ll help you with the cooking."

Gael let out a soft chuckle. The heavy tension brought by Dominique’s unexpected arrival was long gone. Athena and Gael decided to forget about Dominique to uplift their mood.

*****

[ At Smith Mansion... ]

*An hour after Dominique’s confrontation with Gael...*

As Sasha entered the house, she was greeted by a scene of utter chaos.

"What happened here? Did a burglar infiltrate the house?" She mumbled in disbelief, her eyes scanning her surroundings.

Furniture lay overturned, shattered glasses littered on the floor, and valuable ornaments lay broken into pieces, beyond repair.

She was about to call the emergency number of YCPD when the maids showed up, holding cleaning tools.

"What the hell happened here?" She asked them.

"Madam, Sir Dominique did this."

"What?!" Sasha couldn’t believe what she had just heard. "What’s wrong with my husband? Did he get into a fight? Is he drunk? Where is he?"

Sasha’s heart pounded as she surveyed the great mess. She had never seen Dominique in such a state of fury before. What angered him this time?

"Sir Dominique is upstairs... in his study room."

Without wasting any more time, Sasha headed upstairs to see Dominique. Upon reaching his study room, she called out his name.

"Dom? Babe? Are you there? May I enter?"

But Sasha didn’t receive any response from him. She had no choice but to barge in. She pushed the door open and stepped into the room.

She gasped when she learned that Dominique’s study room was also in a chaotic state. Frowning deeply, Sasha navigated through the debris, stepping carefully to avoid the broken shards.

"Dom, what’s the matter?" Sasha inquired softly, her gaze fixed on Dominique who was sitting behind his desk.

As she drew closer, Dominique’s eyes flashed with anger as he turned his attention to her. He rose from his seat to approach her.

Clueless of the situation, Sasha moved closer to Dominique, reaching out to hold his shoulders. However, even before she could touch him, Dominique surged forward, seizing her by the throat and hurling her against the bookshelves with a resounding thud.

Thud!

"Aagh!" Sasha cried out, her spine jarring against the sturdy shelves.

Gasping for air, she found herself ensnared in Dominique’s vice-like grip, his fingers tightening around her neck with alarming force.

"D-Dom... Please," Sasha choked out, her voice strained. "What... What are you doing? It’s me, Sasha. Let go... I can’t... breathe." Desperately, she clawed at his hands, struggling to break free from his suffocating hold.

However, Dominique’s grip remained unyielding, his eyes blazing with unbridled fury as he stared down at Sasha. His expression was devoid of remorse, consumed entirely by the storm of emotions raging within him.

"Sasha..." His voice was a low growl, dripping with malice. "How could you do this to me?! Why did you hide Sabrina’s pregnancy from me? I didn’t expect that you would deceive me." Dominique uttered through his gritted teeth.

Sasha’s heart hammered in her chest as she met Dominique’s gaze, fear coursing through her veins. She watched in horror as Dominique unleashed his wrath on her.

’How did he find out? How?’ Sasha wasn’t prepared for this. ’Is he going to kill me?’

Meanwhile, Dominique continued to lash out at her with a roar of frustration and rage. "How dare you force Sabrina to abort our child?!! How could you do that to an innocent child?! You deliberately hid everything from me!!!"

With each passing moment, Dominique’s hold tightened, crushing the air from her lungs. He was consumed by his boiling rage.

"D-Dom... L-Let go... I can’t... b-brea~"