The Substitute Bride Doted by My Billionaire Husband By Sumpto Midway
Chapter 52

hapter 52 Divorce Agreement

Mrs. Aaron was furious. She pushed Aiden away.

“Is this the vixen who seduced you?”

Mrs. Aaron pointed the whip at Monica. Aiden knew better than to admit. He quickly

denied.

“No, she’s just my goddaughter.”

“Fuck that shit!” Mrs. Aaron interrupted.

Mrs. Aaron walked up to Monica

“Bitch, don’t ask me who I am How dare you seduce my husband? You think I won’t kill

you today?” Mrs. Aiden raised the whip again

Monica’s aching forehead begun sweating. The place where she was hit by the whip

stinged like fire. She hastily knelt down and begged for mercy.

“Godmother, you really misunderstood. I’m not seducing your husband. Today’s my

husband and I anniversary, Godfather was just invited as a guest.”

Patrick hated Monica so badly. He really wanted leaving her to get beaten to pulp. But,

Hart’s medical needed urgent funding.

Patrick quickly moved forward.

“Mrs. Aaron, it’s true. She’s my wife, today’s our anniversary.”

Mrs. Aaron slowly lowered the whip in her hand. She stared at Aiden who nodded his

head in a bid to confirm his innocence.

Mrs. Aaron snorted.

“Aiden, when did you become someone else’s godfather? Didn’t I only give birth to one

daughter?”

Aiden suddenly went speechless.

Some whispers were now heard in the room.

Aiden swiftly hugged his wife and comforted her.

“Babe, if you don’t like it, then i won’t refer to her as my goddaughter again. I won’t have

anything to do with her anymore, don’t be angry. Let’s get

out of here.”

Hearing Aiden’s words, Monica felt her heart ache. Her only foundation had just been

broken.

Mrs. Aaron held the whip.

“Then let’s leave. I don’t ever want to see this bitch.”

Mrs. Aiden took Aiden and walked towards the door.

But few step into their journey, the screen in the hall had suddenly lit up and a video

popped up.

In the video. Monica twisted comfortably on the bed in the warmly lighted room. Aiden

and a well known director were laughing lewdly.

The Monica in the video was still very young. It was far back before she had become an

actress.

Another video played in succession. It was also in the same room, Aiden brought some

buisness executives,

“This is my goddaughter. You can enjoy her as much as you want, just don’t forget to

inject money into Hart’s medical. Although she’s married and now a mother, she’s still

very tasty, I can attest to that.”

The second video was taken after Monica had gotten married.

Monica who was sitting on the tiled floor had watched the videos with disgust in her

face. She wondered where the video came from and who also played it.

The hall was suddenly engulfed with heat, Monica felt as though she had been pushed

into the abyss by a strong hand. It was dark and cold.

She had never felt this way before, it was despairing.

Aiden panicked and said to his wife,

“Babe, I can explain…”

Mrs. Aiden whipped Aiden with her whip, then rushed forwards to Monica, she used the

whip and slapped mercilessly on Monica’s body.

“I’ve seen alot of bastards. But you’re the first that I’ve seen who’s so slutty. I’ll make

sure to kill you today.”

Monica screamed as the whip landed perpetually on her body. She made to avert the

whip, but Mrs. Aiden was precise and didn’t miss her target. Monica rolled on the floor

in pain, begging for compassion.

But no one made a move to help her.

Patrick felt his legs wobble and he fell to the floor. Everyone in the hall swiftly took out

their phones and made a video..

Olive stepped side and watched coldly.

No one could give a specific account on how the anniversary ended, but it did end.

Patrick was sitting in his study as he smoked a cigarette. His butler walked in and said.

“Sir, this doesn’t look so good. Many companies have terminated their contracts with

Hart’s medical. Not only have we not made up for this short chain of funds, we’ll soon

face bankruptcy.”

Patrick had been smoking relentlessly. He paused and questioned anxiously,

“Why did they cancel their contracts?”

“Sir, ain’t you aware? Everyone knows Monica’s scandal. She used to be a resourceful

person in the entertainment industry. But now, people are of the notion that she

achieved all that she did, just because she was having an affair with the producer.”

“And, our clients of Hart’s medical do not want to be associated with such scandal. You

do know that ma’am Monica did always accompany you wherever you went.” The butler

spoke respectfully.

“Those clients were really scared. So they terminated their contracts with us overnight.

They didn’t want to be dragged down with us.”

“There’s more.” The old butler hesitated.

Patrick threw the cigarette in his hand into the ashtray and muttered calmly,

“What else? Speak.”

“Also, sir, you’re also on the tending search. Everyone is questioning and ridiculing you.

They’re curious to ask if you did really use your wife to sleep with people for money. But

in the end. I’m still worried about you. I sincerely urge you to carry out a DNA test on

Miss Pamela and Gabriella, so you’ll be certain that you aren’t raising someone else’s

child.” The old butler spoke leniently, chosing his words with caution.

He hadn’t tell Patrick that the entire Netizens were calling him stupid.

Patrick stopped smoking. A few seconds later, he brushed all the documents on his

desk to the ground and smashed the ashtray into the wall.

He stood

up and began kicking the table and chairs. His entire body was like a wild beast that

had lost control.

The things he cared about the most in his life were ruined. Hart’s medical was on the

verge of bankruptcy.

It was a because of Monica. She had hurt hum badly.

The old butler had never seen Patrick look so infuriated. He was frightened and backed

away slowly, not daring to utter a words.

Patrick was exhausted so he stopped. His eyes were reddened as he looked at the old

butler.

“Where’s Monica?”

“Ma’am Monica was beaten to pulp. She lying in her room now.”

Patrick touched his face with his hands.

“Tell my lawyer to draft out a divorce agreement. I want to divorce Monica immediately.”

Monica was lying on the bed in her room, her face pale and gloomy. Her eyes were

swollen and her body bruised.

The door was kicked open and Patrick walked in.

“Patrick, help me. I’m in pains. The pains is killing me, please send me to the hospital.”

Monica pleaded weakly for help.

Patrick threw the divorce agreement on her face.