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

Chapter 123

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Kayden’s mind reeled with conflicting emotions as Marlene suddenly drove into his father’s private

estate. Ever since the police investigation started, this had been where his father was staying

because it had little to no security, and it was also a place that wasn’t listed under the properties

he owned.

As the car came to a stop, Kayden turned to Marlene, his brows furrowed in confusion as he sought

clarity in her sudden decision to bring him here. “What are we doing here, Marlene?” he asked, his

voice tinged with a mix of apprehension and disbelief.

Marlene’s eyes flickered with impatience as she regarded Kayden with an irritated look on her face.

“Don’t you remember our conversation, Kayden?” she retorted, her tone tinged with a hint of

exasperation.

Kayden’s eyes widened in shock, his heart pounding in his chest as the realization of Marlene’s plan

dawned on him in all its chilling clarity. “You can’t be serious, Marlene. You were being serious

about asking me ta…kill my own father?” he stammered, the words catching in his throat as he

grappled with the magnitude of her proposition.

Marlene’s scoff cut through his disbelief like a blade, and her gaze hardened with a resolve that

brooked no argument. “It’s time you faced the truth, Kayden. Your father is a monster, a stain on your family name that cannot be erased until he’s removed from the picture,” she declared, her voice laced with a steely edge. “He’s a woman beater, a drug addict, and a threat to everything you hold

dear. You need to rid yourself of his toxic influence once and for all.”

Kayden’s mind whirled with a maelstrom of conflicting emotions, his heart torn between loyalty to his father and the harsh reality of the man his father had always been. “But regardless of anything, he’s my father, Marlene. How can you ask me to…to do this?” he questioned, his voice tinged with a mix of desperation and disbelief.

Marlene’s expression softened for a fleeting moment, a flicker of sympathy crossing her features before she hardened her resolve once again. “Kayden, you need to see him for what he truly is. This man is no longer your father, but a thorn in your flesh that you need to get rid of,” she stated, her words cutting through his defenses with brutal honesty. “He’s a shadow of his former self, a danger

to both himself and those around him, and it’s time for you to break free from his grasp and take

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Anthony lying on the bed, his form shrouded in a veil of delirium. Despite his apparent state of unconsciousness, Kayden felt a shiver run down his spine at the sight of his father, the man whom he

of, now reduced to a shell

I made sure he wouldn’t

that you could take care of him

eyes widened, a sense of disbelief washing over him. “You did this? Then why go through the trouble of making me do it myself when you

into a cold smile. “Kayden, your father is your burden to bear. He’s the one who made you this way because of his abusive nature,” she explained, her words cutting through the lingering doubts in his mind. “For you to find peace and freedom, you must be the one to rid yourself of

capable of such a deed, but as he looked at the broken figure of his

of gloves and tossing a larger pair to Kayden, letting the fabric cool against his skin. With a purposeful stride, she made her way to Anthony’s drawer, expertly pulling it open and retrieving a

look like a suicide?” Kayden inquired, his voice laden

face him, her gaze cold and calculating as she explained her plan with clinical precision. “Yes, it will appear as a suicide, but we need to make it convincing and fitting for a man of Anthony’s standing,” she replied, her

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ran down his spine at

gravity of the situation bore down heavily on him as she posed the question that would seal his father’s fate. “Is your father left–handed or right–handed,

tense

his gaze shifting to his father’s form on the bed,

of his life. “He’s left–handed,”

his mouth as he considered what lay

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