The Billionaire's Pretend Wife (Isabella) novel Chapter 89

Jacob brushed Seth’s hand off his shoulder, irritated. “Is that any of your business?”

“It is,” Seth said, getting in his face. “If you’ve come to cause trouble at her work.”

Jacob narrowed his eyes. What did this man know? He had been civil enough during that dinner. Why did he look ready to give him a beating?

“If you must know,” he told him flatly, “I’m here to get my wife. Why, do you have a problem with that?”

Seth pointed a finger in his face. “You’ll not get anywhere near her.”

Jason stepped towards Seth and pulled him back, about to warn him to watch his mouth if he still wanted to keep his job.

Seth beat him to it. “Do you know this asshole, Jason?”

“Shut up, idiot!” Jason seethed, standing directly between the two men. “What do you think you are doing?”

Seth indicated Jacob. “Call security to throw this man out.”

“Why would he do that?” Jacob asked, stepping closer and putting a hand on Jason’s shoulder to push him aside.

“She ran away from you so you came to cause trouble at her work?” Seth posed, laughing bitterly. “God, I should have known she was covering up for you when she said you weren’t dangerous. What kind of psychopath throws his wife out in an oncoming storm? And now you are here to stalk her at work! You should have treated her better if you didn’t want her to leave you.”

“Shut up right now, Seth Holding!” Jason seethed again, trying to get in between them, but Jacob pushed him to the side again. “If you wish to keep your job,” he managed to add in before Jacob got all in the other man’s face.

“What the fuck are you talking about?” Jacob demanded. Dangerous? He was dangerous to Isabelle? And when the fuck had he– It didn’t matter. All that mattered was somehow, this asshole seemed to have gotten close to Isabelle while he was in hospital. So close that he knew that Isabelle wanted to leave him.

Seth’s glance shifted to Jason. “Jason, I’m telling you–”

Jacob cut him off by grabbing the front of his shirt and pulling him closer. “What did you do to my wife?”

“Stay away from her,” Seth told him. “She doesn’t want to see you ever again.”

Jacob clenched his jaw. “Is that so?”

“She is coming with me,” Seh announced.

“What?” Jacob now grabbed him by both hands. The rage running in his veins was awakening a headache. He should have known it. From the moment he first saw the man with Isabelle, he had known his true intentions towards her. He must have come across Isabelle at her lowest that day and taken advantage of her. “I swear if you laid a finger on Isabelle, I’ll kill you.”

Seth scoffed and pushed him back with all his might. Jacob’s hold on his shirtfront didn’t give, and Seth’s momentum sent the two men down to the floor. Seth was on top, and he quickly got in a punch to Jacob’s jaw.

Jacob growled and grabbed his shoulders, ready to switch positions and start pummelling the living daylights out of his face. But Jason grabbed the other man quickly, hooking his arms below his and dragging him away from Jacob.

“Call security and get rid of this man,” Seth demanded through angry breaths.

“He is your fucking boss, idiot!”

Seth blinked at Jason. “What?”

Jason cursed and pinched his nose. “Just don’t do anything else stupid. You’ll be lucky to still have a job after this.”

Jason turned to Jacob, who was getting up from the floor. But then he noticed a few employees standing around, smartphones out and recording. Damn it! More job-losing candidates.

Turning away from Jacob, who seemed to have taken the fall well, he approached the nearest phone-wielding enthusiast. “Give me your phone.”

She looked at him with wide eyes. “What?”