The Solider Husband - Chapter 599

8 June, Paul’s apartment, City K

Finally, after getting through the whole story John quietly said “Abigail, the last thing I want to do is to cause you more hurt.  Your mother is a…”

“B*tch, is the politest way to describe her.  I could come up with several other ways to describe her, but they would be less polite.  I seriously wonder why she ever had my siblings and I when, we are an impediment to her desires.  I think she believed she could control all of us to give her what she wanted because she never got a thing when either of her parents died.”

“That, and from what we know from your father, my wife, that their pre-nuptial agreement had each of your parents keeping everything they came into the marriage with on a divorce, ended up only with spousal support to be paid.  She and your maternal grandparents in their desire to protect themselves from your father creating his company from the wreck of his father’s company were too clever and locked her off from anything to do with it.”

John shook his head and said, “It really does not matter why she does it.”

Bronwyn added “And in reality, why will not matter in a court case.  That is irrelevant to the court.”

Abigail turned and said, “Do you think others will help?”

John shrugged his shoulder and said “I hope so, but every victim of her behaviour will have to make the choice themselves.  Some will not be strong enough, others will.  From the work I have done assisting with S.e.xual Offences Unit, the one thing that you cannot do is force victims to tell their stories.  They need to be the ones to do so, otherwise you can never convict the perpetrators.  That is something that you should not worry about.”

“But…”

Paul, hugging Abigail whispered, “But nothing.  Let John finish what he has in mind.”

“Shut it yourself Paul.  I told your wife I would abide by what she wanted me to do.  Not you attempting to influence her into a course of action.”

“How…”

John snapped, “Dare I.  Paul, how many times over the years have you confronted me with that statement.  I dare because I am your friend, but of those in this room, you are the one who is least impacted by what happens.”

Calming down slightly, John added “My fiancée has told me she will support me whatever happens.  While I know what I want to do, I want your wife, who is going to have crime after crime of her mother’s laid out for the world to see wants done.  That includes the s*xual offences against me and her other victims, but because of the law at the time drug trafficking charges.  The latter charges can carry the death penalty.”

As he looked at Abigail, he observed she had gone white.  Softening his tone, to comfort her he said “I apologise for being so blunt, Abigail, but that is the reality of the situation.  The aphrodisiac, even now because of its mind-altering impacts, is an illegal drug that possession and use of, even if on yourself, is deemed a trafficking offence.  But at the time she used it on me, just having it was deemed to be part of a course of trafficking.”

Bronwyn who had been sitting silently for most of the time quietly said “That does not mean that she will receive the death penalty.  It is up to the court, who will consider the victims’ statements.  John would consider what you wanted when he makes that statement, wouldn’t you.”  Bronwyn finished off, looking directly at John.

Before John could reply, Abigail’s mobile rang and without thinking she answered it.  Within seconds she said “Mother…”.

This prompted Paul to take the phone from Abigail and place it on speaker, before saying “Why are you calling.  I told you to leave my wife and I alone.  Do you not get the message we do not want to talk to you, and you are breaking the restraining order that is on you.”

“I am her mother and can talk to her when I want.  Give the phone back to my daughter you b*stard and stay out of things that do not concern you.”

“Not concern me?  Anything involving my wife will always concern me.  So get the message, stop ringing and trying to get into out apartment.”

“Shut the f*ck up.  Now Abigail, you tell those b*stards in the security office of your apartment to immediately show me up to your apartment.  You need to sign those doc.u.ments that I told you to sign because the money is mine.”

Abigail, while shaking in Paul’s arms, quietly said “I have told you no.  That is a fight between you and dad, and I am not getting involved.”

“You better get involved b*tch and support your mother, otherwise you will not like the outcome.  Now do what I told you to do, because as your mother you have to always do what I tell you to do.”

“Not going to happen,” came Paul’s firm response.  “I told you to keep away from us, and this is your last warning, because the police will act…”

“As if that threat worries me, and do not try and threaten me with your friend, as…”

John finally found his opening in the conversation.  It was clear that nothing had changed.  “Madam Mo…”

“B*sards.  How dare you have others listen on the conversation.  That is illegal.”

John shook his head and said “You want to try and threaten people, go ahead.  I just happened to be visiting my friend, and he told you it was on speaker phone.  I warned you when you tried your stunt with Lexi Yao what would happen if you tried it again.  That was because I respect your husband, sons-in-law, and daughters.  But you did not take the warning…”

“As if you can do anything!”  With that Madam Mo hung up the call.

John watched Abigail relax in Paul’s arms and said “Go ahead and do what you have to.  I cannot take this anymore.”

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