April Fools “Surprise” Husband Divorcing Me For His “Pure” Girl novel Chapter 73

Chapter 4

I thought Carter had finally sent someone to get me.

Wrong.

Marcus stepped out of that Jeep. The brother I’d ditched for three years because of that bastard Carter.

“Marcus!” I was a complete wreck.

1 braced myself for the worst. Oh God, here comes the ‘you’re an idiot’ speech.

Instead, he just grabbed me.

“Why the hell didn’t you call? I saw the livestream what kind of sick bastard does that to his wife?”

Livestream? My heart stopped dead.

So I’m not just his victim – I’m his fucking show? That piece of shit.

The whole internet’s watching, waiting for you to break down completely! When I get my hands on him, he’s dead.”

Marcus was ready to kill.

Ice shot through my veins.

Carter wasn’t just cruel. He was twisted.

Sarah was shaking beside me. At least we survived.

Marcus drove us home. Those wolves chased us briefly, then backed off.

After three years, I was finally back.

Dad looked rough. Gray hair, tired eyes. But when he saw me? Nearly broke down.

“Luna?”

I’m home, Dad.”

I couldn’t meet his eyes. Too ashamed of my own stupidity.

Dad didn’t lecture me. Mom flew back from London the second she heard.

We had dinner like a real family again.

Meanwhile, Carter was busy screwing Amber. His team kept calling he ignored every single one.

Finally exploded: “I said leave me alone!”

“Sir, your wife is-

He locked Amber up. Spent three days wandering the desert, losing his mind.

1 learned all this later.

Mom and Dad kept me offline for three days. No social media, no news.

Marcus finally filled me in.

Carter hadn’t eaten or slept. Completely unhinged.

He’d also built a case against him the abandonment, the livestream, everything.

Every piece of shit blogger got served.

So what’s the play?” Marcus slid the file across,

“We’ve got him dead to rights on attempted murder. He’s looking at serious time. I could pull some strings, get his sentence reduced…”

“Hell no. I want him destroyed.”

Marcus grinned. There’s my sister. Thought you might go soft again.”

That weak giri is dead. I’m done being anyone’s doormat.”

“Perfect. Leave it to me.”