Married To My Ex-Husband’s Rival by Jobet GraySon

Chapter Sixty Five
Richard’s POV.
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Martin’s anxiety grew with each passing second as he paced back and forth outside the car, desperately waiting for Kayden to finish his discussion with H, a scoundrel Kayden was dealing with.
He had always been the cautious one, suggesting that they involve a middleman to handle the deal
instead of putting themselves at risk. But Kayden, with his reckless nature, had insisted on meeting
H face-to-face.
Finally, H emerged from the car, a smug grin spreading across his face, accentuating his crooked teeth
Martin’s unease only intensified at the sight of their shady contact. There was something about H
that gave off an air of danger, a gut feeling that Martin couldn’t shake.
As H made his way towards his own car, Kayden stepped out as well, following closely behind. Martin’s heart skipped a beat as he watched the scene unfold before his eyes. He had expected a simple exchange of the goods that had brought him and Kayden to the middle of nowhere in the first place.
not this ominous confrontation.

Without warning. Kayden swiftly retrieved a gun from his suit jacket, the glint of metal catching the light. In the blink of an eye, he raised the gun and fired, the sound of a gunshot echoing through the air. Time seemed to freeze as Martin stood rooted to the spot, his eyes wide with shock.
The deafening silence that followed was broken only by the thud of H’s lifeless body hitting the ground. Martin felt his stomach churn, bile rising in his throat as he struggled to comprehend what had just happened.
“Kayden… what have you done? Why did you have to kill him?” Martin managed to croak out.
Kayden’s expression remained eerily calm as he holstered the gun, a faint sheen of sweat glistening on his forehead. “I already got what I wanted from him, Martin, so there was no need to keep him alive Besides, didn’t you see the look on his face? The bastard was going to end up being a threat, Martin. A liability I can’t afford to have,” he replied.
Martin let out an exasperated sigh, his anger simmering just beneath the surface. “Kayden, we agreed to get the drugs from H, pay him, and forget we ever met him. There was no mention of killing him,” he sternly reminded his friend.
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Kayden rolled his eyes, his nonchalant demeanor contrasting starkly with Martin’s growing agitation. “Oh, come on, Martin,” he scoffed. “Why are you acting so surprised and scared? It’s not like you haven’t seen me shoot someone dead before. And don’t forget, you’ve done the same.”
Martin’s eyes narrowed angrily as he glared at Kayden. “That’s not the point,” he snapped. “We didn’t plan on killing H, and I wasn’t expecting you to take matters into your own hands like this. It puts us at risk if someone happened to have seen us.”
A sudden realization washed over Martin’s face, his anger momentarily replaced by a tinge of concern. What about the body? What are we going to do with it?” he asked. “We can’t just leave it here. It
could cause problems for us.””
Kayden let out a dismissive scoff, his confidence unshaken. “Look around, Martin. There’s nobody here, he retorted, a smirk playing at the corners of his lips. “Also, that pile of cr ap isn’t going to cause any problems for us. H was a worthless scu mbag with a long list of enemies. There’s no way they’ll trace it back to us.”
Martin’s eyes widened in disbelief. He had underestimated Kayden’s audacity and the lengths he was willing to go to achieve his goal, and deep down, he couldn’t help but feel a sense of unease about the consequences of their actions.
Kayden got back inside the car, his casual demeanor undisturbed by the gravity of the situation. Martin reluctantly followed suit, slipping into the driver’s seat as Kayden settled in behind him.
As they drove away, Martin couldn’t suppress his curiosity any longer. “Kayden, why did we have to go this far just to get drugs? Couldn’t we have found another way to teach Richard a lesson?”