Chapter 586 - Personal time (3)

8 June, Paul's apartment and Bronwyn's on-base accommodation, City K

Angry, John pulled the phone out and noticed that it was Paul who was calling him.  Paul, if he failed to answer telephone calls had the habit of constantly ringing, until he was answered.

Answering the phone John put it on speaker and snapped "What is it Paul.  I have no time for your histrionics."

"Histrionic? Never?"

"You, always, when it comes to wanting something.  So tell me what you want otherwise I am hanging up."

"Snippy, Snippy.  What has gotten into you today."

"Other than being annoyed at you for messing with the small bit of personal time that I get with my fiancée each week."

Paul, on the other end of the phone for a second felt guilty.  He knew what it was like presently in having limited time to spend with his wife.  She had for weeks spending every spare moment studying for her final school exams and the University Admission Exam, and when she had time, he was usually up to his neck in business matters, given the end of the financial year for the Gu Group was rapidly approaching.  This time today was precious because in the next week, Abigail had exams every day, and the last thing that he wanted to do was ruin her chances at pursuing whatever opportunity that she wanted at University.

However, that feeling of guilty passed quickly, because the reason for the call was his wife.  She needed peace of mind now, for those same exams.  That meant dealing with his mother-in-law now.

"I guess you are with your fiancée?"

John sarcastically responded "Well you win the prize.  Now, if you do not get to the point I am hanging up."

"I need not only your help, but your fiancée's help.  That witch that is my mother-in-law…"

John smiled.  For a moment he felt sorry for Paul.  They all figured out the reason behind his and Abigail's rushed marriage, and despite their age gap, it was clear to anyone that spent even a small block of time with them, that they were crazy in love with each other.  But coming with marrying someone was their family.

Despite the reactions of Bronwyn's father, John was certain that General Li's actions and reactions were driven by love and the worry that someone was 'stealing' his daughter.  But there was just something that told him that he would never cause too much trouble for them, because he was Bronwyn's choice and ultimately, he did not want to alienate his daughter.  He absolutely had no worries when it came to his mother-in-law to be.  She already loved him and between her and his mother, the two of them were determined that their children would marry each other, over anyone's objections because that was what they wanted.

Feeling sorry for Paul passed in a couple of seconds.  Kevin Mo, in the end, was a hardworking businessman, who despite making mistakes seemingly cared for his children and their choices.  From everything he determined, while he pushed the marriage from what his father told him after they had dinner together, he always believed that Paul and Abigail were meant for each other.

No, Kevin Mo was not the problem, it was the b*tch called Madam Mo.  A woman, indulged by her parents even when their business was failing, to the point her father committed a litany of corporate offences to give his daughter what she demanded.  From all the records he had seen, because his brother was a junior member of the national government, the police had been pressured to hold off on arresting him for all his crimes until after his daughter's marriage.  The b*stard, the day after the wedding had a massive heart attack, and fell into a coma, never coming out of it and quietly dying some four months later.

The victims of his actions, because of his complex business structure were never able to get any recompense, but rather than appointing then competent son-in-law to rescue the business they appointed an inept relative, simply because he had the family blood.  Madam Mo, despite the failing of her family business continued to believe she was the façade that her parents allowed her to be and believed she was owed everything.

John sighed, and said "What did she do?"

"Decided to cause a scene at a Mall, when Abigail was out with friends shopping, pretending not to see Abigail, badmouthing her and then contriving a situation that saw her covered in bubble tea…"

"You know accidents happen and people do not see others…"

"That witch?  Never?  We all know whatever she does is deliberate.  She tried to pair me up with Monica when we were just teenagers, all the time while trying to seduce me into her bed.  And if I am not wrong, she tried the same on you, and possibly other friends…"

Bronwyn, hearing that snapped "John!"

"Sweetheart, I saw her for what she was, told her to get lost, kept away from her,…"

"You promised, no secrets…"

"Secrets, you can talk about keeping secrets…"

Paul laughed, and said "My job is done at the moment, but when you finish your argument, can the two of you come over to my apartment and talk to Abigail about her options given she has that restraining order."

Without waiting for a response, Paul hung up the phone, still chuckling to himself.  John, liked to keep his secrets, and it was obvious that he would not have told his fiancée what the mother of a childhood friend tried to do.  Seduce him when he was only seventeen.  Hopefully he would deal with the consequences quickly, as watching his wife, sitting on the sofa hugging her knees was tearing his heart apart.  He could comfort her, but how to deal her mother had to be his choice, and he did not want to force her to decide.

He moved back to the sofa, wedging himself behind her, and gathering her back into his arms, hugging her and whispering, "It will be alright."

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