RISE OF THE DESPISED SON-IN-LAW

Please, Let Me Divorce Him!

Chapter Three

Nolan's eyes widened with horror as he heard those words. Before he could react, however, the door flew open and her parents ran in, followed by two bodyguards.

"You despicable thing! How dare you touch my daughter?" Patricia Fernandez, Blair's mother said as she gave him a dirty slap. The slap had him staggering a few steps but before he could fall on the floor, a hand gripped his shirt and landed a punch on his jaw.

This time, it was Joshua Fernandez, Blair's father, "you dare to dishonor my daughter?!" He bellowed, "I'll teach you a lesson today. Give him the beating of his life!"

The guards and Joshua started beating and kicking Nolan, while Patricia held Blair in her arms, as she cried copiously and hysterically.

Nolan writhed in pain on the floor, as the men kicked his ribs and delivered blows to his head. "Stop," he muttered inaudibly, as pain radiated through his body as the blows landed on him, "I didn't mean to."

His pleas fell on dead ears as Joshua placed his feet on his head, pressing it to the floor, "You think because my daughter made a mistake with you, you can take advantage of her?! Huh?!" He asked heatedly, pressing Nolan's face to the hard floor with his feet, "you think because my father supports you, you can behave anyhow you like?!"

"Father, please..." Nolan pleaded, his voice filled with pain.

Joshua was enraged, "Who's your father?" He said as he removed his leg from Nolan's head and delivered a kick to his stomach, "How dare you call me father?! I'd rather die than have a son like you!"

He raised his foot to smash Nolan's head into the floor, when a thunderous voice bellowed from behind them.

"What the hell is going on here?!"

Everyone turned and stared in shock at the patriach of the house, Samuel Fernandez, standing at the doorway in his pyjamas. At the sight of him, everyone composed themselves and stood still in respect. He was the patriach of the Fernandez family and the chairman of the Fernandez Empire, known and feared by all and sundry.

Nolan, however, was still writhing on the floor in pain. He tried to get up though, but could only get to his knees. His shirt was torn, revealing bruises on his body, which were quickly turning purple.

His face was battered, with cuts on his mouth, and his pure white hair was matted and stuck to his face with sweat and tears. He managed to bow painfully on the floor, while the others looked at him in disdain.

The Chairman's assisant rushed to his side, however , and helped him to his feet. He looked at the young man in pity, while Nolan bowed his head in shame.

Samuel Fernandez looked furious. He'd been awoken from his sleep by their commotion, and had just walked in on his grand son in law, almost beaten to death.

He pointed a thick, stubby finger at his son, Joshua, "You fool! What do you think you're doing to him?!" He bellowed, wagging his finger at Joshua's face, "Do you want to get blood on your hands? And no less my grand son inlaw's?!"

Joshua looked flustered. He was breathing hard and he gave his father a defiant look, "Yes, I can have his blood on my hands if I want to." He retorted, "Do you know what he did, Dad? He tried to dishonor my daughter!"

The chairman eyed him in anger, "What?!" He barked, already knowing where this was going.

"He snuck into the bathroom while she was having her bath!," Patricia cried out, glaring at Nolan with hate, "Just like a dirty p*****t!"

Nolan shook his head vigorously, despite the pain which burst in his head, "I did not. I swear I didn't, " he said in a pleading voice, "I did not know you were in there, Blair."

"Oh shut up!" Blair countered, tears streaming down her face, "Just shut up, you liar!"

"You, shut up!" Chairman Fernandez said, shunning her and Blair immediately scooted back to her mother, who held her affectionately. But Chairmam Fernandez was not done with her, "What's this uncultured behavior?! Your husband walks in on you in the bathroom you both share, and you scream r**e?!"

"That is because that's what he intended to do." Blair reitarated, giving Nolan a disgusted look, "I don't want him to touch me, grandfather. It was a silly mistake on my part to marry him! I don't love him! Please, let me just divorce him!"

"Shut up!" The chairman thundered once more, his face red as he moved towards her. Blair scooted backwards and her father stepped in to defend her.

"Dad, come on. Don't yell at my daughter for speaking her mind." He said heatedly with arms akimbo, "Arrgh!" He cried suddenly pain as his father slapped his head hard, "Why did you hit me?!"

"Because you're as stupid as your daughter, and since I can't hit her, you take the pain for her!" The chairman bellowed, while Joshua rubbed his head in anguish.

The chairman faced Blair then, "What? Divorce?" he scoffed in disbelief, "You made your bed, so you must lie on it! I don't want to hear you say divorce in this house again, or you know what that means, you're not getting any of my fortune!"

Blair wailed and whined and Nolan bowed his head in shame and pain. This was not the first time Blair had brought up the topic of divorce, when it was barely four years into their marriage.

The chairman had always countered and dismissed the topic, and Blair had even asked Nolan to go through with the divorce proceedings himself, but Nolan could not bring himself to.

He loved her too much. Even now, with his aching ribs and battered face, all he could see was her beautiful tear stained face. She looked so sad and his heart ached within him. He had only brought her pain.

"Should I go ahead with the divorce?" He thought, not for the first time, "But I love her so much. And I'm confident that she'll accept me when I become successful and prove to her that I'm worthy of her."

He voiced this opinion to her, "Blair, please don't talk about divorce. Just give me a little more time." He muttered in a lowered voice, "I'll make you proud, I promise."

Blair gritted her teeth in anger as Nolan's voice filled her with rage, "Don't! Don't do anything, you loser!" She yelled at him, "Just get out of my life."

"You insolent brat!" The chairman yelled, wagging a finger at her, "How dare you speak that way to your husband?!"

Patricia held her daughter back securely and glared at her father inlaw, "Why is my daughter a brat, father?" She retorted, "Can't he say what she wants? Should she be shackled back all her life by a simple youthful mistake?!"

The chairman smirked, "It's her mistake, so she should deal with it. I don't see anything wrong with Nolan." He said while the others scoffed in disbelief at that statement, "He's a hardworking young man, determined to make a path for himself. He even rejected a position in my company because he has a dream. Why can't you believe him, Blair?"

Blair scoffed, eyeing her grandfather surreptitiously with hatred, "it's just a pipe dream, anyways. He will never amount to anything." She turned to face Nolan at that moment, speaking with a sneer, "I can't wait for you, Nolan. While I wait, I might get old and wrinkled, wasting all my beauty on you." She flipped her hair behind her shoulder and smirked. The next words that dropped out of her mouth had everyone puzzled,

"I can't do that. Not when I can get the most fabulous man in the city."