Nathan was livid now. He stomped into his own bedroom and retrieved the thick, wooden ferule.
He had made up his mind. He was going to take back his dignity as the husband tonight, one way or another!
Nathan hid the ferule behind him and approached Lucinda’s door.
She didn’t lock the door. He took a deep breath, opened it, and barged inside while brandishing the ferule.
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“Lucinda Simmons! Why didn’t you even think to inform me that you were in the hospital? Do you even care about your fiance at all?”
Lucinda was in the middle of a phone call with one of her subordinates in the Dark Bell. Her head jerked up at the sudden commotion and turned to Nathan in utter bewilderment.
Without missing a beat, he whipped the ferule against the nightstand, and a sharp, cracking sound echoed in the room.
It was such a formidable sound that even Nathan himself flinched.
But he had come this far; he couldn’t back down now. He maintained his scowl and commanded, “Stretch out your hand. I’ll teach you a lesson right now, if it’s the last thing I do!”
Lucinda stared blankly at him and blinked twice.
Barely two minutes later, Nathan caved.
He was now kneeling on the carpet by the bed, his back straight as he held on to his ears. His face was a mask of pure grievance.
Lucinda looked down at him from her perch on the bed. She crossed her legs and studied the ferule, her eyes twinkling with frightening intent.
“Hmm… So, you were planning to stand up to me, is that it? Have you already forgotten the promise you made last night, when we were at my father’s manor?”
Nathan bristled.
Back then, she had told him that she would remember what he had done, and that she would make him suffer the consequences in the coming days.
Unfortunately for Nathan, he had been so busy with work in the last few hours that the warning completely slipped from his mind.
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Lucinda narrowed her eyes at his expression. She could tell that he had, indeed, forgotten all about it. In which case, she would just have to help him etch it into his mind.
She looked back down at the ferule, noting that it was thicker than her pinky finger.
What a cruel man her paramour was.
This makeshift weapon was so much worse than the rosewood one she had gifted to Vivien.
Well, since the damn thing was here, anyway, she might as well make use of it.
“You know, I had to deal with several work matters tonight, so I wasn’t going to punish you just yet. But then, you came in here of your own volition and practically handed yourself to me.” She paused to let the words sink in, and then continued in much the same formidable tone he had used a few minutes ago.
“Stretch out your hand, and I shall teach you a lesson!”