Urging Him to Get a Divorce (Aveline and Xavier) novel Chapter 782

**TITLE: A Divorce 782**

“She was undoubtedly the one who saved him! Are you all trying to back out of this now?” The accusation hung in the air, sharp and biting.

“Son-in-law, you and Aveline have officially registered your marriage. I am your father-in-law, and Josie is your sister-in-law. Now that she has been wronged by your wife’s brother-in-law, it is your duty to help her seek justice,” Rupert declared, his voice steady but laced with authority.

Marcus, feeling the weight of the room’s scrutiny, shot back defensively, “I didn’t violate her! She set me up!” His words echoed with desperation, a plea for understanding that fell flat in the tense atmosphere.

Rupert’s voice cut through the chaos. “Everyone, quiet down.” The living room fell into an uneasy silence, the tension palpable as no one dared to speak further.

Aveline, still caught in Xavier’s grasp, struggled against him, her frustration bubbling to the surface. “Let me go!” she demanded, her voice a mix of anger and urgency.

Xavier, however, remained unyielding. He gazed down at her, shaking his head with a mixture of pity and resolve. “You need to stay here,” he insisted, his grip firm.

With a fierce glare, Aveline shot him a look that could have burned through steel.

“Josephine,” Rupert continued, turning his attention to the accused. “Marcus claims that you set him up. Is that true?”

Jacob, feeling the weight of fear that Rupert instilled, was more concerned about Josephine’s courage to speak the truth. “Please, just tell the truth. Don’t be scared. The Patriarch will ensure you receive justice,” he urged, his voice low but earnest.

Leona, unable to contain herself, let out a derisive laugh. “Justice? You mean by forcing Marcus to divorce me and marry her?” Her words dripped with sarcasm, and the atmosphere grew even more charged.

“Even if my grandfather agrees to that, do you really think Marcus would go along with it?” she challenged, her eyes narrowing at Marcus.

“I’m telling you, Leona, I was framed!” Marcus exclaimed, frustration evident in his voice.

Lauren, trying to restore some order, interjected, “The Patriarch is asking a question. Everyone, please, be quiet.”

“Josephine, have you lost your voice? Speak up,” Rupert pressed, his tone demanding attention.

Josephine kept her gaze fixed on the floor, her heart racing. “I didn’t set my brother-in-law up. I didn’t put anything in his drink. He… he was drunk, but he also seemed to know what he was doing. He forced me. It wasn’t consensual.” The last word hung in the air like a death knell.

Leona’s reaction was instantaneous, shrieking in outrage, “You shameless woman! Stop playing the innocent victim! You, the daughter of the other woman! I should never have trusted you, or felt sorry for you, or been kind to you!”

“Do you even have a conscience? Seducing my husband! Wasn’t seducing my brother enough for you? You had to go after my husband too? You’re a heartless bitch, and you can go to hell!” Her anger bubbled over, and in a fit of rage, she snatched a coaster from the coffee table and hurled it at Josephine.

Leona, still sobbing, cried out, “He’s getting back at me!”

Aunt, bewildered, exclaimed, “Oh, dear. Leona, what are you talking about? Why would Xavier want to get back at you?”

With a stern expression, the Patriarch glanced at Aunt before addressing Jacob. “You should all go home for now. We will provide you with a proper explanation later.”

“The middle of the night is no time for settling matters,” he added, his tone brooking no argument.

Jacob hesitated, glancing at the Patriarch. “But about that audio and video…?”

The Patriarch’s face darkened at the thought of Jacob wanting to hear the recording of his own daughter entangled in such a scandal. He snorted, “If you want it, I can have a copy sent to you.”

Jacob, however, pressed on. “Patriarch, this is entirely your son-in-law’s fault. I just need compensation for my daughter.”

The Patriarch’s voice was low and measured. “What, are you afraid she’s going to run away? Must you have an answer tonight?”

The Beltran family was far too powerful to simply disappear over a son-in-law’s indiscretion. Jacob’s concern was that Marcus might pull some trick and twist the narrative by morning.