FLASH MARRIAGE; CHARMED BY THE RUTHLESS BILLIONAIRE CEO - Chapter 341

Chapter 341: Daddy Is Coming

Blaze’s voice was a low, rumbling growl as he replied to Henry’s heart-wrenching report about Amelia’s condition.

“Can I speak with my mother?”

“Sure bro. But please, take it easy. Amelia will be fine according to the doctor’s report.” Henry spoke softly from the other end.

Blaze shut his eyes, his demon struggling to let loose. “Just put my mother on the phone.”

“Okay. I’ll take the phone to her right away. Just give me a few seconds. She’s currently in Amelia’s bedroom with the senator.”

“Hmm….” Blaze sighed, his eyes bloodshot.

Even the chief warden, who had become his closest ally over the past two months, was terrified by the negative aura he was exuding.

“Mr Anderson, don’t you think it’s time for you to consider my plan B?” The chief warden spoke softly feeling Blaze’s pain. “I will take care of everything and no one will suspect a thing.”

Blaze looked up at the mature uniformed man with gray hair as if reconsidering his earlier offer.

“We’ll talk about that later,” Blaze said after a while.

“Good. I’ll be outside if you need me.” The mature officer left the office, sensing Blaze needed the privacy.

“Hello, son…”

Maria’s soft but slightly quivering voice snapped Blaze from his crippling thoughts.

“Mum…”

“Oh, my dear boy…”

Blaze clenched and unclenched his left fist, gritting his teeth so hard, his body trembling with stifling rage at the broken sound of his mother’s voice.

“How is she?” He managed to ask, fighting back his tears, which were already streaming down his flushed face.

“Sleeping for now.” Maria sniffled. “But she seems drained of life and the will to live.” She started sobbing, forcing Blaze out of his seat.

Blaze clasped his forehead, gripping it so tight as if he wanted to crush his skull as his mother kept talking and crying.

“I’ve never seen her this way. She wouldn’t even listen to me until the doctor came around and sedated her. Her blood pressure was so high and scary. Doctor Vanessa said she could lose her baby and, even worse, her life if she kept on this way. She thinks taking her out of the country, away from everything, would help. However, if I were to be completely honest, what Amelia needs is you. You know the best way to calm her. You are the only one who knows how to connect to her soul. That animal defiled her mother, and it is not something she is going to forget for a long time. She’s shattered and only your love and physical touch can heal her right now.”

Blaze inhaled and exhaled to push out the hate and pain in his heart. He cleared his throat before saying.

“I’ve heard you, Mom. Please put the phone on her ear so that I can talk to her.”

“But she’s sleeping. She won’t be able to hear you.” Maria countered.

“I know. I’ll speak to her subconscious.”

“Okay.”

Blaze listened to the shuffling of feet before his mother’s serene voice came up again.

“You can talk to her right now.”

He listened again and smiled as he heard Amelia’s gentle snoring. Even though he couldn’t see her beautiful face or feel her soft skin, that sweet serene snoring melted his heart.

“My love, I’m so sorry. I’m sorry I wasn’t there to comfort you when you need me the most. I know how you feel, but trust me we will get through this together. I promise you this, I will avenge you. I will make all of them pay for every hurt they’ve made you and your mother suffer. I will turn them against each other and make them beg for your mercy. And when the time comes, you will see them burn in hell, one by one until none of them is left. I swear on my life and on my father’s grave. Stay strong for me and Junior. Daddy is coming to you.”

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Matt was very intentional about his movement from the moment he left his home. He knew he had been followed. So, he kept a low profile.

Using some of the money he took from his wife’s handbag, he took a bus ride to the city amusement park, keeping his head low.

Insider the park, the atmosphere crackled with excitement and anticipation. It was buzzing with thrilled conversation, laughter and the blasting sounds of lively music.

An array of bright, vibrant colours and eye-catching goods were displayed at different booths, with merchants calling out to people to patronize them.

The shrill cries of excited children and adults alike, riding the magnificent Ferris wheels and other fun rides were deafening. And the delicious aroma of buttered popcorn, different flavours of cotton candy, ice creams and other delicious fresh snacks whiffed through the air.

Matt stopped briefly in front of a stall that sold different colourful male scarves, hats, and glasses. He tried on a few while staring into the mirror, spotting two strange faces that had been following him ever since he got onto the bus.

After paying for his goods, he strolled down to another shop and got himself a pack of cigarettes and a lighter.

Picking out a stick of cigar from the pack, he held it firmly between his lips and lit the tip, copying the flame, while continuing scanning his environment. He spotted another man pretending to read a newspaper while staring at him.

“Assholes.”

Chuckling to himself, Matt took a long drag of his cigar, filling his lungs with the intoxicating smoke.

With a practised ease, he held the cigarette, the tip glowing, and puffed a stream of smoke into the air, the scent of tobacco and ash lingering in the space.

He spotted a familiar face buying an ice cream cone for an excited child while patting the child on the head and giving him a nonverbal finger signal.

Blinking once, Matt casually made his way to the only phone booth on the far east end of the park. He waited patiently for the person inside to come out before ushering himself in. He sluggishly took another drag of his cigarette while waiting patiently for the phone to ring.

When the phone finally rang, Matt picked up the receiver, retrohaling slowly, with a cloud of smoke swirling around him.

“I’m listening.” He said in a chilly voice while scanning the faces passing by through the transparent phone booth glass.

“Make your way to the haunted house. A package is waiting for you there.”

The line instantly disconnected.

Matt took one last drag of his cigarette as he dropped the receiver, his narrowed and slightly reddened eyes brimming with unhinged vengeance. He crushed the remaining burning cigarette under the sole of his boots before leaving the phone booth for the haunted House.