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Chapter 216

Chapter 216 Broderick tucked his phone in his pocket and said to her, “I’m so sorry, I’ll definitely rebuke her for this.” “Rebuking her is all you would do? This woman almost killed me. What if I didn’t faint but died?” Martha asked. “Trust me when I say I’ll rebuke her. Not in a light way but I will rebuke her in such a way that she will never make an attempt to lay hands on you again,” Broderick said and wanted to turn. “Wait! You have to do it before me. Only then can I be sure that you rebuked her truly,” Martha said. “But you are sick, you can’t even follow me to meet her,” Martha said.

Martha removed what was connected to her arms and stood, though her face had been labelled with marks of slaps and her beauty had dropped, nonetheless, she felt like if she was not there when Broderick would be rebuking her, he may eventually not rebuke her at all. Broderick walked up to her and held her two hands, while looking into her face, she said,” you are the mother of my children, did you really think that I will not defend you?” “I just want to witness it,” she said. Broderick nodded and turned,” let’s go.” “I’m weak, please hold me,” Martha saidm. Martha wanted everyone in the hospital to see Broderick holding him in a gentle manner so they can believe that their is love in their marriage. Broderick obliged and held her hand then began to walk with her outside. When patients and workers of the hospital saw Martha and Broderick walking together, many blushed and were glad to see the couple get along. A lot of people even envied their marriage while some took pictures of them. It was because some medias had been carrying rumours that there was no love in the marriage of Broderick and Martha. Amy had gone out of the hospital and had called Joan to come and pick her so she was waiting. She was in a very bad mood. “Amy!” Amy heard a majestic voice called her name and she turned and sawPlease check at N/ôvel(D)rama.Org.

Broderick and Martha holding hands. What stunned her more was the hard face on Broderick’s look, she wasn’t surprised at the pathetic look on Martha’s face. She already know to be a pretentious and ever cunny bitch. “Amy, you dare to slap my wife,” Broderick said. He was displeased that she slapped Martha but he wasn’t angry. It was a totally different feelings. “I did. As a matter of fact, I slapped her repeatedly for calling my mother a bitch.” Amy said. “Ha!” Martha exclaimed as if shocked, “Amy, is there no conscience left in you? What business do I have with your mother? Why would I ever refer to your mother as a …oh my days! I can’t even pronounce such curse word.” “Keep you stinking mouth shut and stop pretending,” Amy rebuked Martha. “Amy, I understand that we have grown close in just a few days but please know your boundary. Don’t ever, I repeat, don’t ever lay your hands on my wife again.” Broderick said in defense of Martha. Amy felt an heavy pain in her heart seeing Broderick speak in defense of Martha. It was already clear to her that Broderick didn’t love her, he was just acting this way cause he thinks Martha was the mother of the six kids nonetheless, it was impossible for her not to feel pained about this. “Also warn her not to cross my paths,” Amy said fearlessly to Broderick and truned. “Broderick, she didn’t feel remorseful at all. Will you really let her go this way? What’s the essense of rebuking someone when the person didn’t even show any act of changing. How will our children feel when they heard that you couldn’t do anything to the person who slapped their mother till she fainted?” Martha said, trying so hard to provoke Broderick to anger. “Amy!” Broderick called in an harder tone and Amy turned to him, she heard everything that Martha said and all she just wish was to teach her some hard lessons.

“What did you want to do, Broderick? Slap me back?” Amy asked. This woman has never been scared of him, Broderick thought, and it was really disturbing and surprising at the same time. “Did you think I can’t, don’t dare my anger,” Broderick said. “Why don’t you slap me back for her then?” Amy dared him. Broderick walked up to her and raised his hand as if he wanted to slap her but someone held his hand from behind and pushed him. That was unexpected, Broderick staggered to a side and eventually balanced himself, on setting his

gaze at the person, he saw Michael. “You acted like an hero just because I slapped her but you are about to do the same thing, what’s the difference between you and I then? I thought grandfather taught us never to lay hands on women no matter what happen but the both of us have disobeyed. None of us deserve Amy, agreed?” Michael asked. Broderick clenched his fist hard, he hated Michael to the gut. He lost his memory, how could he remember what any grandfather taught him when he was young?