Married To An Infantile Man

Secret Triplets: The Billionaire's Second Chance

Roderic Penn

I stood at my mother’s open grave in the freezing rain, my heels sinking into the mud. The space beside me was empty. My husband, Hilliard Holloway, had promised to cherish me in bad times, but apparently, burying my mother didn't fit into his busy schedule. While the priest’s voice droned on, a news alert lit up my phone. It was a livestream of the Metropolitan Charity Gala. There was Hilliard, looking impeccable in a custom tuxedo, with his ex-girlfriend Charla English draped over his arm. The headline read: "Holloway & English: A Power Couple Reunited?" When he finally returned to our penthouse at 2 AM, he didn't come alone—he brought Charla with him. He claimed she’d had a "medical emergency" at the gala and couldn't be left alone. I found a Tiffany diamond necklace on our coffee table meant for her birthday, and a smudge of her signature red lipstick on his collar. When I confronted him, he simply told me to stop being "hysterical" and "acting like a child." He had no idea I was seven months pregnant with his child. He thought so little of my grief that he didn't even bother to craft a convincing lie, laughing with his mistress in our home while I sat in the dark with a shattered heart and a secret life growing inside me. "He doesn't deserve us," I whispered to the darkness. I didn't scream or beg. I simply left a folder on his desk containing signed divorce papers and a forged medical report for a terminated pregnancy. I disappeared into the night, letting him believe he had successfully killed his own legacy through his neglect. Five years later, Hilliard walked into "The Vault," the city's most exclusive underground auction, looking for a broker to manage his estate. He didn't recognize me behind my Venetian mask, but he couldn't ignore the neon pink graffiti on his armored Maybach that read "DEADBEAT." He had no clue that the three brilliant triplets currently hacking his security system were the very children he thought had been erased years ago. This time, I wasn't just a wife in the way; I was the one holding all the cards.

Modern Crime Revenge

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It was a bright sunny weekend, most people lay at the comfort of their home. Some went on to the Beach just to relax because it's summer season.

But that wasn't the same for Miss Ottilin Levine, A detective who life was centered on catching criminals and serial killers

"Sir! There are several evidence against you and I really think you should give up trying to escape!" Ottiline Levine bent and hugged her knees while looked at the Criminal that was standing at the edge of the rooftop.

"I don't want to go to jail! I only just raped them! That's because they asked for it!" the serial Rapist Victor, looked at the edge of the roof as if contemplating whether to jump down or not.

"Are you being serious right now?!" She didn't care about how tired she was and stood straight to look at the Criminal.

"Do you know what those girls are going through because of you?! They did nothing wrong! Absolutely nothing! Not only did you rape them, You posted the video online! One of them even attempted suicide and you dare to say that it is not your fault!" Ottiline took a step in a hurry but Victor stepped back again which almost made him to slip out.

"Don't take a step closer! If not I will jump!" He pointed at Ottiline and threatened.

"To be honest, I no longer want to catch you! You can go on and jump! The least thing that will happen to you is just broken bones but you will feel the pain.

When you go to jail! I want you to be tortured and dealt with just like what you did to those girls!" As she spoke she continued moving forward despite hearing the plea from Victor.

"You are a Devil!" Victor cussed at her and immediately jumped down.

Seeing that he really jumped, Ottiline rubbed her hand around her hair in frustration, "Do these guys always have to make things hard for me"

"Detective Levine, What about the Criminal?" A colleague of hers walked over and asked after seeing that she was standing alone.

"He jumped!" Ottiline replied and moved towards the edge of the Roof.

"No! No! No! Don't tell me that you are going to jump!" Nelly hurried over and tried to hold her back.

"Find out his location from the tracker I placed on his body, You can't let him escape!" Ottiline ordered and jumped down the roof Without hesitation.

"Why are you always like this?!" Nelly hurried over to look and saw that she landed safely.

"Thank Goodness, As far as I know no one is as crazy as you in the whole department" He turned around and turned on his walkie talkie.

"Find out the location of the Criminal and send some backup to Detective Levine!" He ordered and left the Roof top.

Ottiline looked around and continued chasiong the traces of the criminal until a voice came from the walkie talkie.

"Detective Levine! The Suspect has Entered a Marriage Bureau!" Nelly's voice came from the walkie talkie.

"What is he doing there?!"

"After some background checkup, He works there and must have hidden there because that's the most unlikely place that we will find him. Fortunately you put the tracker on him, if not we would have lost him" Nelly said.

"Ok. Let's catch that scum!" She took a deep breathe with a firm light in her eyes.

"Why do I feel like someone is going to be unlucky today?" Nelly muttered from the other end.

"Detective Levine, You know that you can't enter the Marriage Bureau if you are not getting married or getting divorced" Nelly reminded her as Ottiline stopped.

"How am I supposed to know, is not like ice gotten married before" She rolled her eyes and started walking towards the direction of the marriage Bureau.

"But you almost got married at that time" Nelly replied through the walkie talkie.

"Talk with you later" Ottiline placed the Walkie talkie back into her pants pockets and made her way to the civil affuaus bureau.

Getting there she stood at the door at losss for what next to do. If she brings out her card, It might startle the snake, and she is not here to get married.

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