The Marvelous Elijah’s Return

“We allknow that your husband should be a loser, a lower life...

A scum...

So how is he doing this? Jacob asked as he leaned his elbows on the table, making himself appear taller and broader.

Hearing his insult towards Elijah had Peach glaring at him, her eyes narrowing and her jaw tightening as she darted her gaze away from him, mumbling, “How is he doing what? Do you know how expensive lawsuits are, Huh? Where is Elijah taking the money from? Who is backing him? What's his contact? Jacob questioned, raising a brow.

Even though she was still going to say these same words to protect her husband, she realized they were the raw truth as she mumbled, “I don't know."

You don't know, or you won't tell?! Jacob shouted angrily, slamming his hands against the table. Immediately, Peach flinched in surprise at the sudden outburst, but quickly calmed herself and looked straight at him, her expression softening, and with a whịsper, she said, “I know nothing about my husband's business or activities.” “What kind of wife are you if that's true?! Do you think I am stupid?! Jacob roared, rising to his feet, his anger growing with every second he stared into her eyes.

Suddenly, he took out a gun, and banged it on the table, his finger slightly resting a distance from the trigger. Who is your husband?!...

Don't test my patient!"

Jacob screamed at her, his finger tightly curled onto the trigger, his eyes narrowed as if trying to intimidate her with his presence alone. Her heartbeat pounding in her chest, Peach stared at Jacob, her hands grabbing the edge of the table, her knuckles turning white as she gripped it tightly and held in her cry. “I don't know..."

Peach whispered, shaking her head, trying not to make eye contact with him. Jacob clenched his jaws, his patience running thin, and then pointed the gun at her head with his index finger, and demanded in a calm tone, Tell me now...

Or I swear that I will fucking pull this trigger! Bang! And you are dead! Squeezing her eyes shut as her breathing hitched and her heart began racing, tears fell from her eyes and her body trembled slightly, she whispered, I don't know... The feeling of the gun's mouth pressed against her skin made Peach's breathing irregular, she tried to calm herself down but it wasn't working, her mind was torturing her with memories of her mother...

her life with James, Ryan, Matt, and Rookie, and she tried so hard not to, but like a dream shifting into a nightmare, her every moment with Elijah.

Silently, she waited for Jacob to pull it, even though she was praying that would never happen.

After a terrifying long pause, Jacob looked down at her hands and immediately noticed her wedding band's unique design.

Not even asking, he reached for Peach's fingers, but she suddenly opened her eyes, yanking her hand away from him and frowning at him. Give me the damn ring!!

hold back her tongue, she had already let out roughly, “What do you want with it?!” Then she realized that Jacob still had a gun and she instantly regretted having said anything, freezing as she stared blankly at him.

You said it yourself...

Her skin is smooth.

it's still going to be there three days from now! “So what?! Who gives

several seconds silence filled the air as she stared at

from her left ring finger. After shakily throwing it onto the table, she stared straight ahead, avoiding Jacob's gaze as he picked it up and stared at it. Then without saying a word, Jacob turned on his heels and walked out of the room, leaving her with

“Boss,"

a lot of ear piercings and blonde hair called out to Jacob as he shut the

re you leaving? “Yes.

are allowed

at least not now...

bastard, we are free to handle her however we want before sending her back to

her to cooperate

like a sound on replay in his head, Elijah's warning affected him more than he wanted to admit. After hesitating for several moments, he sighed heavily, knowing that he only had to play along for three days, so he turned to the door, and locked it before putting the

from the chair, an immediate tension settled in the atmosphere as Elijah shoved his phone

rib cage and her palms sweating profusely. Unable to scream at him because of the duct tape on her lips,

sounding unsure

words, staring at the ground

is still in their grip is a risk I don't want to take with my wife's

to come up with something solid to get her out of

Jerome asked,

At least for now.