The Bullied Husband’s Club - Chapter 203

Victoria stayed in her room while thinking about what to do about Pauline. From the threats that she chose, she’s sure that the woman was sick. It’s not just that, but the woman was perverted. Pauline even peeked while she was making love with her husband. It was a lewd memory with her and her husband that she only wanted to cherish by the memory but someone just ruined it.

Currently, her husband was in the dungeon or the main basement of the castle where they held prisoners. The castle can hold a prisoner and would soon turn it over if they plan to file charges toward her.

Down in the dungeon, the dust and the dry smell were something that Kenzo was surprised by in this castle. There are not many people down here but he had someone clean it up every week just in case of something like this. Two guards escorted him to the cell and Pauline crawled to the bars and looked up at him with that hurtful look.

“My Duke, please. I didn’t mean any of it.”

“Anything?” he creased his brows.

“I swear, my Duke.”

Kenzo nodded his head and stepped closer. He carefully reached her face. She sighed in pleasure and he grabbed her neck. She started choking but Kenzo didn’t care. Her eyes were murderous enough to control his body to kill.

“How dare you threaten me and my wife.” He growled. Pauline’s eyes were dilated as she stared at the Duke’s dangerous face. “You perverted bitch!” He pushed her as she coughed and held her neck. “I never thought that you would threaten us like this.” He scoffed and looked down at her. “I will never forgive you.”

Every day, Kenzo knew that his wife had this anxiety. She got nervous after reading some death threats. Her wife was trying hard to be healthy and stable but this bitch was trying to ruin his wife’s mentality. One thing that he was angry about is he was the one who let her in the castle and served his wife. He doesn’t know what else he did to ruin his wife but he was accurate that she was always kind to everyone unless there’s nothing to be angry about.

He’s tired of everyone who was trying to hurt his wife emotionally. Slowly, he knew that she could take it and get hold of it, she could break anytime.

“Don’t give her anything.” He said and he was escorted back upstairs. To his surprise, Victoria was waiting, looking anxious. He smiled at her and reached for her hand. “Let’s go to our room.”

“How long will she stay there?” Victoria asked.

“Don’t worry. She won’t stay there for so long. They are currently processing her papers.”

“I want her out.”

“Of course,” he smiled and kissed her temple.

The couple went to their room, shared warmth in the bathtub. Victoria was silent, thinking hard about what Kenzo might do to Pauline.

“Would you transfer her to the authorities?”

“Yes. It will still be under my people.” He kissed her hair and admired the pretty hair bun. “Love, you know that I love you.”

“Yes,” she looked up at him and smiled.

“Are you still anxious?”

“I am trying not to.” She inhaled and exhaled.

“Do you want to see Doctor Flintstone?”

“No.” She shook her head. The couple started seeing a psychiatrist and she was indeed diagnosed with mild to severe anxiety and depression that could always trigger panic attacks. “I will arrange our clothes for the trip.” She told him.

“Later,” he hugged her and kissed her neck. “Love, I will be extremely busy. Are you going to be alright?”

“I can shop around that country.”

“Sure.” He smiled. “I will have Kane escort you.”

“But you need Kane. I am fine with any guards.”

“Alright,” he sighed and admired her beauty.

They were supposed to sleep after their bath. Kenzo was already in bed reading a novel that she wrote while she’s busy with organizing their luggage. He glanced at her again and peeked at her at the walk-in closet. He decided to go to her and frowned seeing two big pieces of luggage that had all of his clothes very much organized. Colors by colors. She never became this organized but there were times that organizing helped her relieve her anxiety.

“Babe?” he called and she looked up at him and stood.

“What?”

“You are packing too much.”

“It’s not too much. I already counted the days. This is only half of the day. We can buy clothes from there.”

She’s right. She’s not packing too much but she’s organized too much. Soon, it will be a wreck if they went there when she got excited.

“We can have sex right?”

“Nope. I am not aroused.” She said and ignored him. Then, she picked the pretty bags. She took a small purse for dinner, a sling bag, and a bigger shoulder bag. She put it on a dust bag and carefully set it on another luggage bag. “Love, I want a bigger closet.”

He bit his lower lips and looked around the closet. It was bigger than her closet back in the Parson mansion and probably bigger than Katarina’s.

“I think you should move to your room.” She said and turned to him.

“Love, are you trying to kick me out?”

“No. We will sleep there. I want more coats for you and casual clothes.” She said and looked around.

“So, you want to make this bedroom a showcase closet?”

“Yeah,” She grinned.

“Love, what are you going to do with all of those clothes?” He asked.

“I should have at least fifty sexy nightgowns and fifty long silk and lace robes. It’s part of our baby-making project.”

Kenzo burst into laughter after she said the ‘baby-making project’. It sounded like it’s a must to do. He doesn’t mind. He wants to have babies with her but he isn’t ready because he wants to have her all by himself. However, it seemed like she felt a little lonely whenever she’s alone or maybe it’s just what he thought. She always kept herself busy and always going around, writing, making snacks for him. His little perfect wife.

“Love,”

“Hmm?”

“I can give you the biggest closet in the world. But,” He crossed his arms. “Would it be too much of a hassle to have so many clothes?”

“We will reuse it.” She said and shrugged. “You are right though.” She sighed.

“WE can have another room in the other room.” He said.

He sat down and helped her fold the shirts.

“Formal clothes. I need more of it.” She said and rummaged through her formal clothes. She loves vintage designs and they looked beautiful on her. Then, she stopped and sighed. She had thought about Pauline again. “Did you feed her?”

“No.” He said without glancing at her.

“You don’t have to do something like that.”

“She’s crazy. She might kill herself if she was given nice food.”

“A sandwich will be alright and a plastic cup.”

Kenzo stood and went to the telephone. He called the kitchen and had Butler Grayson settle it.

“It’s done.” Kenzo sounded cold and she quickly hugged him. “Are you still worried, love?”

“I am. I don’t know how to sleep at this time.”

He kissed her top head and then her nose.

“I will get your medicine.” He whispered.

“Thank you.”

Kenzo went to the bathroom where they kept her medicines. He took it and checked the one that is for her anxiety. He opened the cap and checked it. It’s already half of the bottle. So, he went to her, opened the cap to show her.

“Love, have you been drinking?”

“No. I only got two of them after we purchased them.” She said,

“Why is it half now?” He asked.

She was puzzled and she took it from him.

“I don’t know.” She creased her brows. “Babe, what’s going on?” She asked.

Kenzo rushed outside and she followed him.

“Where are you going?” She asked. He held her hand as he took her to the dungeon. She hasn’t been in this area and it’s wide and each post had a light on. Kenzo kept her behind him as he stood in front of Pauline’s cell.

Pauline looked like she’d been crying. Her eyes were red and suddenly became ecstatic.

“My Duke, you came back!” She smiled at him. It made Victoria frown as she thought that Pauline had gone wrong.

“Did you take my wife’s medicine?” he shook it.

She looked at it and smiled.

“The Duchess needs it.”

Her creepy smile sent shivers through Victoria’s body and she got in between her husband and Pauline.

“What do you mean by that?”

“You need to be fed by it every day, right?” She grinned.

Victoria sighed and crossed her arms.

“What else did you do?”

Pauline laughed so loud and she tilted her head to peek at Kenzo. That’s when Victoria grabbed her hair.

“Stop staring at my husband, you crazy bitch!” Victoria growled at Pauline who only laughed. Kenzo quickly pulled her hand from Pauline’s hair and carried her away.

“Baby, relax.” Kenzo hushed her and she stopped struggling. “I will deal with it?”

Victoria calmed herself. She realized that Pauline liked how impulsive she reacted.. The crazy bitch was triggering her.