The Homeless Billionaire

Chapter 76

I would gladly watch her beat him up with her small fists but she isn't here and it's up to me to do it for her. She's not a violent person,that much I know. But I wish she was here. I'm sure she'll love to hit him, if she isn't too scared or frozen.

As I thought, I punched his body. Avoiding his face so his face wouldn't be too bruised up. Can't have him playing the victim in national TV.

"Tann! Tann! stop it. You will really kill him if you continue." Xax's yell and his hold on my arm finally got to my murder haze.

I stared at the man under me and grunted in satisfaction. He was all bruised up. He looked like he'd had an intimate encounter with a truck.

Xazix pulled me away from him and my breathing is heavy with my eyes wide as I stared at the man who struggled in his own pool of blood.

Xazix walked towards him and grab him up but he couldn't walk so he ended up crawling.

Seeing him like that gives me happiness and I know it would make her happy also if she were here. Sweet and Innocent Jasamina didn't deserve anything this bastard ditched at her.

"Now Ludale. I need you to do something. Can you do it?" Xax drawled.

"Yes! Yes, I can...!" The pathetic man cried, bobbing his head fanatically. Tears rolled down his eyes in waves.

Xazix smiled before bringing out a paper from his pocket. "Sign this paper."

The damn man stared at it and cried, "What's this paper?"

Xax signed reluctantly, "Not that you need to know but It's a contract where you promise to let go of your wife and never have anything to do with her again. When you sigh this, you're signing an automatic divorce paper, and a vow that says we have a legal right to do anything we want with you if you ever disturb Jasamina again. That includes killing you."

Ludale swallowed convulsively in fear and terror. "I can't-"

I raised my fist again.

"I can, I can, I can!" He said immediately, scrambling for the paper and dragging the pen. "W-Where do I sign?"

"Right there." Xax said so sweetly.

We watched him as he signed the paper, sealing his own fate. With this paper, he's no longer married to Jasamina. And his life is now in our hands.

LUDALE

Struggling to get back up from the floor, I felt a searing pain in my ribs. It was excruciating, and I cried out repeatedly. The two men who had just left my office had taken their anger out on me, and now I was paying the price for it.

As I tried to catch my breath, I couldn't help but curse the woman who had caused all this trouble. Jasamina. She wasn't worth this kind of pain. She was nothing but trouble. I had made the mistake of falling for her, and now I was paying the price.

The pain was unbearable, and I couldn't help but wonder what those two men were capable of. Would they come back to finish the job? Or worse, would they come after my reputation? I couldn't take any chances. I had to stay away from Jasamina at all costs.

The thought of never seeing her again was unbearable, but I loved my life too much to risk it for her. It was time to move on. I would find another woman, someone who was more naive and less trouble. Someone who wouldn't put me in harm's way.

As I struggled to sit in my chair, the pain shot through my body like a thousand needles. I had never felt anything like it before, and it was almost too much to bear. But I knew that I had to be strong, I had to survive.

All of this was because of that girl and her two psychotic protectors. They had made it clear that if I ever went near Jasamina again, they would destroy me. And I knew that they were capable of doing it.

They could have her for all I cared. I just wanted to be left alone, to recover from this pain and move on with my life. But first, I needed to sever all ties with her and her family. I picked up the phone and dialed her mother's number.

"Mrs. Smith, this is Mr. Johnson. I need to talk to you about your daughter Jasamina. I never want to see or hear from her again. Please cut all ties with me and my business. I don't want anything to do with her ever again."

I want nothing to do with her ever again!

JASAMINA

One week later.

I stood there, frozen, my eyes fixated on the divorce papers that the mailman had just handed me. It was a letter that officially marked the end of my marriage with Dale, signed by him himself. The paper was shaking in my hand, as the emotions built up within me.

The sky was glowing with the last remnants of the evening, casting a golden light on the scene. I looked up at the mailman who was standing a few feet away from me, explaining how the mail had arrived late, which was why it was being delivered at this unusual hour.