The billionaire wife's secrets

Chapter 2

'' Big brother, I did not forget the rules. How could I? It's just- '' Drake was sweating like a water fountain.

''Then give me a reasonable explanation. So I understand why you were holding my wife. Why is she hurt?'' Derek roared In a fury.

''She was going to fall, l-look Brother. She looks so pale. How could you not notice? She was going to faint. I held her wrist because I wouldn't dare touch her body.

Her wrist is red because I used little force to push her. I wouldn't dare defy you'' Drake knelt on the cold tiles immediately.

Derek's expression softened slightly. He looked at Samantha for confirmation.

''He is right. I felt so dizzy suddenly, he helped. Don't take it against him, darling. I am alright.'' Samantha said weakly.

Although she knew Drake wouldn't dare spill their secrets, she couldn't ascertain if he would provide an excuse cunning enough to convince Derek. She knows that Derek doesn't believe Drake. But would let it go for her sake.

'' Samantha, why didn't you tell me you were not feeling well? No, it's my fault. We were together all day. I should have noticed. I'm sorry, my love.''

A glimmer of sorrow flashed in Derek's eyes. '' Drake, excuse. I need to take care of MY WIFE'' Derek purposely emphasized the two words '' My wife'', flaunting the importance he places on Samantha.

'' Oh, of course, I was about to leave.'' Drake scurried out immediately but not without giving Samantha a last look, a warning.

Samantha shivered again. Her face and lips paled instantly, losing all color, and she looked mentally and physically drained. Her tiny frame became more evident; Derek cuddled her and wrapped his arms around her. Lifting her, he placed her gently on the bed.

'' I'll get you warm tea and ask the doctor to come. Rest here, don´t move, alright?.'' He placed a gentle kiss on her forehead.

Samantha´s heart softened instantly. She had so much to say to this man that had never asked her about her background and took her away from the dirt.

Her phone chimed, diverting her attention from her thoughts. With a racing heart due to trauma from the recent occurrence, She grabs her phone to see a text from Jake

''The topmost floor of Samantha restaurant, the platinum lounge for VVVIP guests, room 3, 2 pm tomorrow. I will be watching. At the glimpse of any uninvited guest. I'll leak the video to the media.''

Samantha grabbed her forehead with her palm. She was on the verge of crying. It hurts terribly.

Lying to Derek like this, hiding things from him, and burying the terrible sins she committed before. Everything is overwhelming.

'' What's wrong, my love?" Derek walked into the room to see Samantha's hand on her face, her figure slightly trembling under the fluorescent lights that basked the entire room.

She looked weak and powerless, unlike the woman she was a few minutes ago. The wall of his heart collapsed.

He thought she was sick because of his business trip.'' My love, Here, have some tea.'' Derek propped her up and fed her.

'' Thank you love'' Samantha said weakly. '' I love you. Like the moon is illuminated by the sun, you light up my life. Derek, don't leave me... I'll be lost without you.

I found my way, Thanks to you. So how could I possibly survive alone? '' Looking deep into each other's eyes, Samantha professed her love.

Virtual sparks of electricity connected their hearts, and fireflies illuminated the room and their hearts.

'' My love, a heart is formed between two people, either filled with love or hatred. A heart exists between us, filled to the brim and spilling with extraordinary love and affection.

I love you to the ends of the earth. In my absence, I would leave my heart with you knowing my heart is safe with you and yours is safe with me. I could never leave you.

My heart bleeds in your absence.'' Derek's eyes spilled with overflowing emotions. His lips could never get sick of professing his love whenever Samantha needed affirmation.

'' I am cold. Hold me.'' Samantha cried silently.

Derek hugged her wordlessly. He knew she was healing from the past. A tale she hadn't garnered enough strength to tell. He would never run out of patience with her.

Drawing her into his warm embrace, he muttered into her ear. '' You're safe in my arms. Cry it all out and flash me your best smile tomorrow, so I can have enough strength to survive a week without you.''

Samantha cried even louder.

Her nails dug deep into his skin as she pulled him closer, bawling her heart out until she turned sour and fell asleep in his arms. Derek hugged Samantha to sleep, holding each other close as they do every night.

In the morning. Samantha woke up with a headache. It's not surprising from all those tears she shed the previous night. Derek walks out of the bathroom to find Samantha sitting on the bed, still in a daze and slightly sleepy.

'' Good morning, My love.'' He laughed, his voice as clear as spring. '' Do you feel better?'' Shifting her bangs to the side, he pecked her forehead.

'' huh? Hmm yea. I´m alright. Leaving already?'' Samantha pouted.

'' haha yeah, it's an early flight. Come on, stop looking gloomy and send me off with your beautiful smile'' Derek teased.

'' No, I won't… don't leave… '' Samantha’s voice dropped a few notes. She was unwilling to let him leave.

'' I'll be back in a jiffy. I promise, love.'' Derek pulled her closer for a morning kiss.

'' I will help you get ready.'' Samantha gave in. Reluctantly.

After thirty minutes, Derek set out to leave by 11 am. Before he left, he gave instructions to the bodyguards protecting Samantha. Leaving her with the warmth of his kiss and embrace.

After Derek's departure, Samantha immediately prepared to see Jake at the restaurant Derek dedicated to her. Jake seemingly picked this restaurant for two reasons.

To avoid Derek'' s suspicion and to mock Samantha. She only cares about avoiding Derek's suspicious gaze.

Samantha set out for the venue at 1 pm, sitting at the back of a custom gold Rolls Royce Derek bought for her birthday. She wore a beautiful flowery dress that accentuated her body with a jacket, a limited edition black bag, and a pair of sunglasses.

Nothing extravagant. Still, she exudes a noble aura. They arrived at the restaurant with three segments but six floors; gold, silver, and platinum.

Only the big shots of the country were allowed a pass to dine at this restaurant. Regardless of their status and financial backing, without an invitation or a pass card. They cannot go in.

'' Welcome, Mrs. Armstrong.'' The manager gave Samantha a 90-degree bow and showed her the way in.

Samantha fell into deep thought on the way to the topmost platinum floor. She wondered how Jake got a pass for the top floor to the platinum lounge.

They arrived there shortly. Samantha asked to be alone for a while. The guards could only stand by the door. As the rooms were fully insulated, the conversations from inside couldn't be heard by others.

Jake had arrived before Samantha's entrance.

'' It is you, Elsa. Hahaha. What is with that expression? Do you disdain your birth name? Mrs. Armstrong '' Jake taunted.

'' Here is the contract. Sign here'' Samantha ignored him.

'' Where Is the witness?'' Jake asked

'' Jake White, don't get funny ideas. Did you think I was bluffing when I said a notorious mercenary group from the underworld is supervising the contract?

Look up there" Samantha pointed to the drone lurking just outside the window and a digital camera planted in the room flowers.

Jake had been in the room for over twenty minutes, but He didn't notice any of that. The impression of being monitored sent shivers down his spine.

"Here, I've signed it… s-send the money now. In my presence, I just sent the account details to you via sms. ''

“Done. Confirm it again and follow the contact rules strictly. Also, I added a new condition not sure if you saw it.

Give my new contact to someone in the past again and face your judgment, death. ” Samantha said ruthlessly.

‘I was wondering how a lowlife like you got in. It seems you exchanged my number with Mr. Anderson’s pass. I hope you didn't cause more trouble for me before the contract was signed.

The terms In the contract have been valid ever since we discussed it on the phone. Greed would lead to your demise” Samantha got up to leave after throwing her words at Jake, whose eyes shone from the numerous zeros on his account balance.

Samantha exited the room. Her schedule for the day was empty, so she planned to return home. Suddenly, someone grabbed her by the hem of her jacket, threatening to tear her clothes off.

‘‘You damn slut! How dare you dream of having a child with my husband ‘’ an unknown woman screamed at Samantha.

Although it was questionable that she managed to pass the net of bodyguards protecting Samantha, they seemed to lower their guard at the sight of a beautiful harmless woman. One of the bodyguards reacted quickly, grabbing the beautiful woman by her hand that was threatening to slap Samantha.

Samantha jumped in shock. Her innocent face looked even more pitiful. ‘So this is the last gift from Jake.’ She thought inwardly. Although Jake only cares about money, he's just as ruthless and would go to any length to protect his pocket. He wants to keep her occupied with trouble to avoid breaking her promise and running after him.

“It's fine. Let her go. ” Samantha gave a sign to the bodyguard thwarting her. “You must be mistaken. I am Derek Armstrong’s Wife.” Samantha tried to convince the woman, who seemed to be Mrs Anderson.

“How dare you lie to my face? I have a picture proof that you both met. How dare you! Do you realize how much pain you put my family in? My husband was always avoiding me during that period. Did you sleep with him?! Or was it artificial insemination?

I couldn't sleep at the thought of another woman being pressed against my husband to bear a child. I can't believe a word you say. Thank your stars the pregnancy failed. I would be delivering a dead infant to your doorstep if it was alive.

“Mrs. Anderson swung her fist towards Samantha once again. This time Samantha didn't dodge. Mrs. Anderson’s wedding ring dug into Samantha's soft facial skin, and a garnishing tear manifested on her face.

“Miss…” Samantha moved closer to Mrs Anderson. “You don't want to do this here. In five minutes, a military van will pull up here. Derek got insurance for my face.

A military bill was passed against any injury on my body caused by anyone. Every injury or attempted assault caused, depending on the degree of the Injury. You will be flogged on the back 50 - 100 times.

For a deep face tear and attempted assault, 150 strokes will do. Can your body withstand being assaulted by two muscular men with a 10-millimeter-thick stick?

I will contact you later” Samantha took a step back and watched Mrs. Anderson’s frightened expression in bliss.

Samantha smiled. The blood from the wound trailed down her pale face, making her appear more frightening. Mrs. Anderson withdrew her hand that was standing awkwardly in the air.

Guessing about 3 minutes had passed. She took to her heels and left, although she couldn´t verify Samantha's words. Knowing Derek Armstrong, he's very capable of such. She wouldn't dare take the risk.

The bodyguards watched Samantha with admiration and shock on their faces. They wondered what she told the raging wild dog that turned it as meek as a domestic dog within seconds.

Samantha wiped her face with a handkerchief and picked up her phone that was ringing from her bag.

“Hello,” Samantha answered. It was the housekeeper calling.

“Madam, the cops are here. They want to question you on suspicion of human trafficking. I tried to send them back. That it was impossible, but they refused to leave. What should I do? “

“Do not call Derek. I will be there in 30 minutes” Samantha's world was on the brink of sinking. It's one trial after another. Karma is not giving her any breathing space.