Betrayed By Husband, Stolen By Brother In Law-Chapter 34: Silence

While the grand mansion buzzed with excitement in anticipation of the much-awaited celebration to welcome the young master home, the man in question was far from feeling festive. In fact, he was feeling downright nasty.

Seated in the dimly lit study, Spencer seethed with barely contained rage, his hands clenched into tight fists on the desk. Three years! Three years of his life were down the drain! All his careful planning had turned useless because of an idiotic mistake!

Beside him, Hallie sat frozen in shock as well. Her earlier elation now replaced with unease and panic. When she had seen the attorney storm out of the room, followed closely by Melanie and then Adam, she had been ecstatic.

At last, Spencer was the rightful heir. And that meant she would soon be...

Her heart had swelled with pride, and she had almost rushed into the study to share in his victory. But just as she reached the threshold, a sudden crash from within made her jolt. The unmistakable sound of glass shattering echoed through the hallway, followed by another loud thud. Her brows furrowed in concern as she hesitated, her hand hovering over the doorknob.

Carefully, she pushed the door open, only to be met with chaos. Papers lay scattered across the floor, a chair lay overturned, and shards of porcelain gleamed ominously under the dim lighting. Before she could fully process everything, a blur of motion caught her eye—a vase hurtling straight toward her.

With a startled gasp, she stumbled back just in time to avoid the projectile, the sound of it smashing against the floor behind her, sending a shiver down her spine.

Spencer stood at the center of the storm he had created, his chest heaving, his expression a mixture of fury and frustration. Hallie's excitement drained away, replaced by an unsettling realization—whatever had transpired in that room had left him anything but victorious.

She turned her gaze towards Spencer's mother and grandfather who were just standing there as shocked as everything else.

Slowly, she had stepped into the place and asked in a small voice,"Wh.. What happened?"

Those simple words seemed to set everyone off at once. Sir Collins, his face twisted with fury, gripped his cane tightly before raising it and slamming it against the wooden armrest of the chair. The sharp crack echoed through the room, and Hallie jumped in fear.

"It's all because of this girl!" he roared in a voice laced with frustration. "If you hadn't been so desperate to prove your loyalty to this Hallie girl, if you had focused on securing your future instead of chasing after her like a love-struck fool, none of this would be happening! You should have done as I told you! If only you had consummated the marriage before leaving and waited, this entire mess could have been avoided!"

His glare darkened, his grip tightening on the cane as he jabbed it toward Spencer. "I warned you, didn't I? I told you at the very least to ensure that she had no choice but to stay with you if need be! But no, you had to be reckless! You wasted three whole years and gained absolutely nothing!"

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"No!" He slammed the cane against the floor for emphasis, his anger boiling over. "Not just nothing—you've lost your only chance at securing anything!"

Spencer's jaw clenched as he stared at the old man scolding him. "Grandfather!" he snapped. "I'll fix this. I'll convince her to marry me again. I'll woo her back, explain everything, tell her it was all just a misunderstanding. Once she understands, I'll take her straight to the civil affairs bureau and get the certificate stamped. And if they cause trouble, we'll just get married again. Simple."

Robert Collins let out a bitter laugh, his expression filled with scorn. "Do you really think she's that foolish? After everything you've put her through? After the way you humiliated her by openly announcing that you only married her for the inheritance?"

He shook his head, "Don't think I'm blind to how your mother has treated her these past three years. The only reasons he probably endured was because of her love and loyalty towars you. And let's not forget about you." He jabbed his cane at Spencer again. "You've been parading that little hussy of yours in her face all week! Do you really believe Melanie is the same naïve girl she was back then? That innocence is long gone, Spencer. You destroyed it. Do you think she just woke up one morning and realized that the marriage certificate was not stamped? No! She knew already!"

Spencer inhaled sharply at the words, his insides seething as he thought the same thing! She had taken him for a fool! "I told you—I will marry her!" And this time, I will make her l ife hell, he thought to himself as he straightened and started to pace the room, his tone growing more determined. "You convinced her to stay here, didn't you? Then that means there's still a chance. I'll make sure to pay her special attention tonight. I'll apologize, tell her I was blinded by greed, that I made a terrible mistake—"

Robert let out a scoff of pure derision. "You truly believe that will work?" He tapped his cane against the floor once more, this time in slow, measured beats, as if emphasizing each word. "Do you think Adam is going to sit back and let you have another chance now that he knows the truth?"

Spencer'e eyes snapped to his grandfather then as the older man continued, "Three years ago, you have no idea the lengths I had to go to—how many strings I had to pull—to ensure that Adam never made it here in time for the funeral or the reading of the will. By the time he received news of the inheritance, you and Melanie were already preparing for your wedding. That was the only reason you were able to secure your place. But you lost all that..." He let out a cold chuckle. "This time, Adam won't make the same mistake and stay silent."

Spencer stiffened. A chill ran down his spine, though he tried to suppress it. Adam hated him and yes, he would definitely leave no stone unturned to make more trouble for him.

Robert leaned forward, his voice dropping to something far more nefarious that did not suit his usual old man demeanor. "So, forget about wooing. There's no time for that now. Use whatever means necessary and marry her immediately." His eyes locked onto Spencer's, "Even if you have to kidnap her and force her to marry you—then do it."