Chapter 46: Gemma, I Knew You’d Be Back
Gemma thought it would take a while for help to arrive, but ten minutes after her call, the bodyguards appeared.
Their presence was intimidating, radiating a sharp, almost deadly aura.
“Cassius really doesn’t hold back, does he?” thought Gemma.
While Gemma hated to assume the worst about Marcus, this was a sensitive time with their divorce underway
She didn’t want any unexpected drama.
Besides, if she kept ignoring Cassius’s offered help, he might not be at ease either.
This was one stone for two birds,
Thank you for coming. I need you to accompany me to Wilson’s place.”
The bodyguards didn’t utter a word, stepping aside silently to let her lead the way. Gemma sighed.
She’d spent years as Marcus’s wife. Hopefully, her concerns were unwarranted.
Twenty minutes later.
She stood before the home she once called hers.
Six years ago, she’d entered this house full of excitement, nervous anticipation, and hope.
She’d believed she was stepping into a life of happiness with the man she’d admired from afar.
Back then, Marcus had already lost his sight. But she hadn’t cared.
In the beginning, Marcus was volatile,
He snapped at her and kept telling her to leave.
She’d endured it all, encouraging him to stop seeing himself as a broken man
“You haven’t lost everything. If God closed a door, you can still use
use the windows to see the world,” she’d told him.
Her efforts paid off. Over time, Marcus’s mood stabilized.
He’d once said, “Meeting you is another door God opened for me. I don’t need anything else in life.”
Her heart had overflowed with joy at those words.
But then he’d said, “I don’t want to drag you down. Now I’m living on my parents‘ wealth. When you finish your studies, you should leave.
He even offered, “I’ll make sure you’re taken care of.”
Back then, Gemma hadn’t agreed, nor had she refused.
She’d met Marcus at a school event when he’d been confident and full of charisma, and she’d fallen for him.
When she heard his family needed a daughter–in–law to look after their son after his accident, she’d volunteered without hesitation.
She’d thought, “If he really doesn’t care for me, I’ll leave. I won’t demand anything from him.”
But fate had rewarded her persistence.
Her research led to a cure for his blindness, and Marcus eventually recovered.
Ironically, that marked the beginning of their distance.
The closeness they’d shared faded into polite detachment,
When the agreed–upon day to part ways arrived, Marcus had surprised her. After dinner at the old estate, he’d pulled her into his arms.
That night, their marriage had finally felt real.
Chapter 46: Gemma, I Knew You’d Be Back
She hadn’t brought up leaving again.
Yet here they were.
Gemma snapped out of her thoughts as she surveyed the house, so familiar yet so changed. Everything is different now.
“Mrs. Wilson, you’re back!”
Gina greeted her with forced enthusiasm, but her expression darkened when she noticed the bodyguards behind Gemma.
“Mrs. Wilson, what’s going on!”
Gemma turned to the bodyguards and gave them quiet instructions. They retreated a few steps, staying outside.
“Gina, you knew I was coming, didn’t you?”
Gina’s eyes flickered. “I come here to clean every day, that’s all.”
“Oh?” Gemma’s smile didn’t waver. “Then I guess your daughter hasn’t taken my place yet.”
Gina’s face turned grim.
“Mrs. Wilson, what are you implying? Don’t tell me you’re accusing my daughter of trying to… compete with you?” Gemma shrugged.
“First of all, I don’t compete. I am Mrs. Wilson.”
Gina stiffened.
“Second, I’m divorcing him, which you should already know. I don’t even want the man anymore–what’s there to compete
for?”
Gina’s expression soured. “Mrs. Wilson, congrats! Your little tricks indeed caught Mr. Wilson’s attention”
If not, she would have her daughter to be the maid here already!
Gemma cut her off with a laugh
“Relax. I’m just here to grab my things. If you’re smart, you’ll let me leave without trouble.”
Before Gina could respond, Gemma looped an arm through hers.
“I’m sure you’re a clever woman, Gina.”
Gina said nothing, following her into the house.
The villa looked the same, down to the vase of red Peony flowers on the dining table–her favorite.
Marcus sat on the sofa, holding a history book.
His focus so intense that he didn’t seem to notice them enter.
“Mr. Wilson, Mrs. Wilson is back,” Gina announced hesitantly.
Marcus grunted, his eyes never leaving the page.
Gemma didn’t want to waste time. “Please open the study. I need to collect my books.”
When she’d left, she hadn’t forgotten her valuable books in the study.
She’d simply been unable to take them.
The study had become a restricted area, its door guarded by a code lock Marcus refused to share.
She had no choice then. Now, she wanted them back
Marcus finally looked up, his gaze scanning her face.
She seemed irritated, but there was a vitality about her he hadn’t seen in a while.
Over years, this seemed the first time he had ever heard her speaking so loud in this house.
What a rare thing!
A sheep could actually howl.
“Why the rush?” he said calmly. “You’re already back. Let’s not ruin the moment. Go change–we’re going out to see some
friends.”
Chapter 46: Gemma, I Knew You’d Be Back
Gemma bristled.
“Marcus, you know why I’m here!”
He nodded. “Whatever the reason, you’ve returned. Let’s not dwell on the past.”
His words stung. fanning the flames of her anger.
“Marcus Wilson, we’re already divorced? I’m here for my belongings!”
He smirked. “Your things? Technically, they’re marital property. If we’re splitting hairs. I could take half. Can you bear
that?”
Gemma’s fists clenched.
Marcus continued, unfazed.
“If you want an apology, fine. ‘Sorry.” There, happy now?”
He paused, thinking he’d been generous.
Gemma should be crying with joyness now.
He paused.
And then he continued his speech.
“You always complained I never took you out or acknowledged you publicly. I’m fixing that now.
Come meet my friends. Don’t embarrass me, and we’ll move on.
Gina, prepare the bedroom and call the stylists,”
Gina rushed off, leaving Marcus and Gemma alone.
“Gemma,” Marcus said with a patronizing smile. “if my friends tease you, just laugh it off. Remember, don’t make me look
bad.”
