Chapter 89: Chapter 89

Married to Mr. Arrogant

Subtitle: Getting to know him

Written by : Marvy Hyacinth

(Julian's POV)

Once I hear the words "fucking a lowly slave" fall off Lou's mouth, I immediately hit her on the face, a hot and certainly harsh slap to shut her up.

How dare she?!

I watch her flinch as my palm connects to her face, she's temporarily speechless as if she has lost her bearing.

"Julian, you? You slapped me?? You fvcking slapped me??!" She asked, probably unable to comprehend why.

Before she can go on, I feel the short but steady palm of my mom on my face - the slap is firm and hot. I was totally not expecting the strength in her hand, nor the slap at all, so I staggered backward in surprise, my hands holding up the cheek she just smacked.

"Julian Hardey! That is no way to treat a woman! I demand an apology to Louisiana this instant!"

Roseau says and suddenly I scoff.

"What in the hell, mom? Fvck the support you always give Louisiana and stay the hell out of this. Stay the hell out of this, mom. This is between Louisiana and I.."

"Oh my darling, but it is not. You fvcked Kylie on the expense of Louisiana, she calls you out on it and you go all superior, shouting dumbly that you're higher than her and whatnot. As if that's not enough, you laid your cheating hands on her. That's assault, Julian, and if you weren't my son, I'd have you locked up in jail!"

Louisiana is teary where she is standing behind my parents, my dad just looking on to see what next will happen, I don't miss the stoic look on his face nevertheless.

"Nice, Louisiana, nice. Useless incompetent fool, screaming bitch, I don't want to see you anywhere, least of all in my room. I don't want to fvcking set my eyes on you.." I say to Louisiana calmly without a flicker in my eyes or a flounder in my voice.

I am as determined as determined can get.

Louisiana really pushed it this time.

At this inopportuned ,time, the chef of the house waltzes in, with the food we were waiting for before Louisiana came in and disrupted every fvcking thing.

"I mean, since I'm a LYING ASS MOTHERFUCKING ASSHOLE that is fvcked up! Or did I not get that right? I'm so sorry for laying my hands on your fvcking filthy face.." I mock in my own way, I am too angry to stop being cynical.

"Oh yeah, I bet you want nothing to do with an asshole, do you? Nah, surely not. And that's fine. I mean, goodbye and good riddance Louisiana."

I finish as calmly as possible and walk away. I obviously do not miss the stream of tears meandering down Louisiana's face, neither do I miss my dad's silence. I am content though to have shocked my mom into silence.

I do not bother to touch the food, I can get myself something to eat later, anywhere, I reason, so why bring myself down to eating after that great spectacle had been made?

I do not just leave the dining room, I leave the building. I get into my car and immediately head to grandfather's place, he'd always support me, that I know for a fact..

(Louisiana's POV)

I am thoroughly in shock when Julian raises his voice back at me, no remorse or apologies, he just keeps firing on like I'm the one in the wrong. The height of it is when he lands me a hot slap when I mention that he is fucking Kylie who is akin to a slave.

"Julian, you? You slapped me?? You fvcking slapped me???!"

That was all I can manage to say, an incoherent sentence, I feel like my head is suddenly muddled and I can't think straight. I don't know how my head has decided not to comprehend what has just happened.

Julian? The same Julian that I share a bed with, the same Julian that fvcks me senseless, the same Julian that I was certain loved me since we were just children up until when we turned teens and now aduts.

First, he uses me, fvcks the lowly bitch Kylie and now, he put his hands on me! He put his hands on me.. my tears are streaming down my face at this point, and I just feel rooted to the spot.

I barely see it when Roseau moves to hit Julian squarely on his face too. I see him flinch and stagger backwards in surprise and that is the one good thing that I've seen in the last few minutes.

"Julian Hardey! That is no way to treat a woman! I demand an apology to Louisiana this instant!"

I hear his mom say in a firm voice to him, but instead of holding my breath for his reply, knowing Julian would never come, I just stay behind Roseau in a sort of way that feels like she'll protect me.

As expected, Julian does not even apologize, instead, he says to his own mother..

"What in the hell, mom?! Fvck the support you always give Louisiana and stay the hell out of this. Stay the hell out of this, mom. This is between Louisiana and I.."

"Oh my darling, but it is not. You fvcked Kylie even though you're with Louisiana, she calls you out on it and you go all defensive, shouting dumbly that you're superior to Louisiana, and laying your cheating hands on her. That's an assault, Julian.."

Roseau replies to him sharply, not backing up in the least.

"Nice, Louisiana, nice. Useless incompetent fool, screaming bitch, I don't want to see you anywhere, least of all in my room. I don't want to fvcking set my eyes on you.."

His words cause my tears to roll down faster and by the time he ends with the words..

"..since I'm a LYING ASS MOTHERFUCKING ASSHOLE that is fucked up! Or did I not get that right? I'm so sorry for laying my hands on your fucking filthy face..oh yeah, I bet you want nothing to do with an asshole, do you? Nah, surely not. And that's fine. I mean, goodbye Louisiana."

..and walks out of the dining room, all of us disregarding the chef who has come in earlier, I am crying my heart out, no longer silently, but full on bawling.

What just happened? Did Julian just break up with me? Because I called him out on cheating? Ain't I supposed to be the angry one?

Ain't I??!

By now, Steve walks out of the room, he doesn't touch the carefully laid out food either. While Roseau is the only one remaining there with me, she steps towards me and envelopes me in a hug. She pats my back while I cry my heart out on her shoulders.

Some minutes later when my tear ducts are worn out and all I'm left with are red eyes and a puffy face, Roseau leads me to one of the empty rooms. I do not dare go to Julian's after his threats and words. While sitting on the bed, I feel the fatigue finally get to me, my knees are weak and my eyes are heavy.

I, who had gotten home in a super good mood and well rested, am now very tired. Once I settle properly on the bed, I instantly fall asleep.

It is almost in a state of unreality that I hear Roseau's footfall as she walks away and closes the door behind her.

It is a fitful sleep..

(Julian's POV)

...soon enough, I'm at my grandfather's place.

I do not bother knocking, I know the perfect way to get into the house without alarming him.

Once I'm in, I walk around the living room and when I do not find him there, I am prepared to take the turn to his numerous rooms upstairs but before I can take that turn, I feel the nooze of a powerful gun against my head and immediately, I raise my hands in the air in defeat.

Once I've done that, the feeling of the gun pressed against my head is gone and I turn to look and find a smiling grandfather, Robinson Hardey. I roll my eyes mentally as I see his welcoming grin.

"Hello grandfather, nice way to receive me, isn't it"

"Hahahahahahahah.." I watch him with a wide grin while he laughs too.

He comes towards me and engulfs me in a manly hug which I return to him just as enthusiastically.

"Julian, howdy?"

I roll my eyes impetously at his deli eratr use of old mannerisms and I answer as if he has asked me how i am and what's up in a very normal way.

"I dunno, I really don't know. Sh*t just went down at home. I said to come here for a bit of peace of mind.."

"Are you okay, son?"

"Yeah, I mostly am, but I haven't felt this unhinged in an absolute long while. I'm so used to having everything under my control, that this, this? Was just so different and I lost it temporarily and.."

"Julian, what happened?"

Sighs.

"Uh, okay. I used Louisiana to take out Steve and Roseau out of the house while also taking her out of the house at the same time, so that i could fvck my wife, Kylie.."

"Yeah... I don't see the problem though..."

"Oh, uh, Louisiana found out and lost it while I was talking bout work with Steve.

I hit her eventually and my mom supporting her, hit me as quickly. After then, I finally regained my bearing, I was initially blinded by my anger and Louisiana's rage that I lost it and began to shout back at her, concerning the accusations. But that was quite so lowly of me. She's definitely not on my level, so I should have stooped to hers..

That's more or less what went down. I shouldn't have lost it, really."

"Well, Julian, if it were me, I would have acted in the exact same way. I would have been outraged at her audacity, I'm also glad that you seem to already know what you did wrong and why they were wrong things to do in the situation. That's a huge step forward and I'm glad you came here. You should also know that you are greater than any goddamn woman out there, whoever the fvck she might be."

"Yeah, thanks grandpa."

"Hope you've disposed of Louisiana at a relationship and friendship level?"

"Of course, that was the last thing I did before leaving that house."

"Good son, good, that was a wise decision and I would have done exactly that too..

Actually, don't beat yourself up, what happened was positively outraging, I understand your sentiments and all, as long as you don't let such bullshit happen to you again, we cool."

"Thanks grandpa."

"Yeah, again you mentioned Roseau but you didn't mention Steve, what was his take on the matter? And I take it that Justin was as far away from the house as far can be while all these went down?"

"But of course, I even set him up with his secretary, but I'll talk about that later. And no. Dad didn't say anything. It felt like he was just a statue in the room, listening and observing but imputing nothing to what was going on."

"Hmm.. okay then..

By the way, I was about to send for you. From my side, there's is an operation that is scheduled to go down real soon and as usual your presence is my presence to the gang, so you're needed here. Heck! You should stay here a couple days till home is calm and the operation is finalised and carried out, don't you think?"

"Definitely Grandpa, I would prefer to spend lots of time here than in that house."

"Hahaha. Okay, you can go on the the hideout then. I will inform the gang of your approach.."

"Sure."

I answer and walk out of the place, narrowly avoiding one of the traps that grandpa has placed there for unsuspecting outsiders and intruders. I chuckle goodnaturedly, because it is only Grandfather Robinson that would do such a thing, as i head to the building directly behind the one in which I have just finished conversing with.

There's the hideout.