Husband's Regrets: Forgive Me My Wife
Chapter 45 - Because of the Message

CHAPTER 45

Hearing Pamela's reply, Mrs Torres turned sad and lost hope of matching Pamela with Leon. “Hah, your soul mate Leon has married another man”, Mrs Torres said in her heart.

“I think you're not married, because you're too young, Pamela”

Pamela smiled stiffly and yes how else all because of money, the urgent need can not be postponed or replaced with something else. He did not want to get married this young and suffered the bad luck of his marriage with the cruel master did not have that heart.

“Well you don't have to answer, it's personal, I went home Pamela. Say greetings and prayers to your grandmother, may soon recover”, Mrs Torres kissed her daughter-in-law's left and right cheeks. Really Pamela felt the warmth with this middle-aged woman, if only she had not married Leon would probably accept the offer of Mrs Torres betrothed to her son, to avoid a demon man like Leonard.

Pamela waited long enough, until the doctor came out and declared if her grandmother had passed the critical period, but still obliged under the supervision of a doctor, so it could not be moved to another room. Pamela receives a very large hospital bill, she uses the money given by Leon to pay off all treatment costs.

“Give the best care for my grandmother”, Pamela said in the administration.

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“Mistress?”, call Alonso to see Pamela asleep in the waiting chair.

“Hah Alonso?”, Pamela had trouble swallowing saliva, she did not expect her husband's own right hand to pick up Pamela and unfortunately found her whereabouts, he thought the guards at the penthouse would drag him home but they weren't.

“Let's go home, in an hour the master will arrive at Penthouse. You should not act recklessly like that”, stern and cold Alonso warned Pamela.

It was fortunate that Leon trusted Alonso so much, that it was easy for Alonso to protect this Young Mistress from the Young Master's punishment, even though he had to lie to his master. But if Pamela is caught by Leon's eyes, then Alonso can't protect this weak woman.

“Are you going to complain to him again?”, asked Pamela who followed Alonso's footsteps.

“Should the madam not act foolishly, which would invite a reaction from Mr. Leon, may good fortune still overshadow Nyonya”

Amidst the rain and the cold of the night, Pamela arrived at the penthouse immediately took off her clothes and soaked to relieve tired and tired. He closed his eyes for 30 minutes, when both of his eyes opened Pamela flinched and almost drowned in a puddle of soapy foam.

“L-Leon”, nervous.

“You're here? I thought a little cat like you was running away from his master”, Leon smiled cunningly playing water in that big bathtub.

Without Pamela asking, she knew her husband's wishes tonight, and really hoped tonight would never be. Anyway why Leon had to go home so soon wasn't he having an appointment with his girlfriend this morning.

“I think tonight you did not go home and with Miss Megan”, Pamela dared to look at her husband's handsome face but cold heartedly pierced even impressed skinning.

“You think who you dare to think that way? You have no right to know anything about what I did”, point Leon in Pamela's forehead. Then quickly this man opened all his clothes and joined Pamela soaking in the glittering view of the city lights.

Pamela threw away her face as Leon grabbed her cheeks and brought her face closer, until the warm breath was only felt by her ears.

“Ck, a cheap woman like you rejected me?”, a cynical Leon who failed to put a kiss on the lips of his wife.

“I think you are flu, do not want you to contract this disease”, reply Pamela a little spicy on her husband.

“Ok, if you refuse, I never need your approval anyway. Pamela”, whispered Leon in the ear Pamela made the owner bristling. This curly-haired woman hates unfortunate situations, hates her entire body that has to be caught up in Leonard's power.

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Leon, who was sitting leaning back, narrowed his eyes to see Pamela's device lit up and showed a message from a man he hated.

“Beautiful night, I hope you sleep well. How's it going? I hope you're okay. Hopefully we can meet again Pamela”

“Lack of ajar”, furious Leon slammed hard Pamela's only smartphone.

BRACKET

Coinciding with Pamela coming in carrying the juice in her hand, “Hah, what are you doing? That's mine”, cried Pamela staring at her cruel husband.

Leon dragged his wife directly hit Pamela who was even still wearing a bathrobe on the floor carpeted.

“Aw”

PRANGS

Glass fell, clear shards scattered on the floor, Pamela did not know what was wrong until Leon damaged his important items. “Why did you damage my phone?”, cried Pamela ventured.

“DIAM”

Leon clutches his wife's jaw until she grimaces, “Dare once you're still in touch, you're not deterred apparently Pamela Gerard. I'll show you how powerful I'm”, furious Leon takes off his rough grip until Pamela's back falls, hits the floor and hits a broken glass.

“Akh”, screech.

“You are indeed a woman who does not know thank Pamela, what less money do I give? Dare to be in a relationship with a jerk like Dylan”, Leon's anger is uncontrollable.

“I don't understand what you're saying”, cried Pamela who was getting tired of holding all in the chest.

“Just do what you want to do, I'm not afraid, even if you kill me I'm not afraid”, cried Pamela scruffily, spilling all the sense in yourself, he hates Leon always threatening and intimidating him. Using money as a tool to silence and chain Pamela's legs and hands.

Leon crouched down pulling Pamela's hair back, staring intently at the now-flooded wife of tears and sweat and the injured part of Pamela's back. “You listen carefully Pamela, from this second I will not send you a dime, and do not expect you to escape from me, everything that is in you is mine, keep it”.

Leon stepped out of the room ignoring Pamela's sobs and back pain, blood running along Pamela's spine.

The house assistant who heard the commotion peeked at the situation from under the stairs, after his master descended he immediately went up and how surprised to see the shards of glasses everywhere as well as the blood on the back of this Young Mistress of Torres.

“Nyonya”, screeches. Helping Pamela treat the wound, it turns out the bathrobe is a little help, the wound on the back is not too deep so that the household assistant can treat easily.

“Mistress rest, let me clean up all this”, she cries seeing the cruelty her master committed.

"Thank you"

...TBC...