His Buddha Heart Crumbled For His Secret Wife Chapter 08

His Buddha Heart Crumbled For His Secret Wife Chapter 08

Adrian walked closer slowly.

Rain dripped from his hair.

His eyes held nothing but coldness.

“Everything you’ve done comes with a price.”

“Once I find out everything you did to Claire…”

“I’ll personally make sure you never use those hands and legs again.”

“You’ll spend the rest of your life paying for what you’ve done.”

Madison and Harper tried to escape together.

But the moment they reached the back door, Adrian’s men caught them.

His order was simple.

“Just take their fingers.”

I knew.

He was doing it for me.

At the same time, Nolan became completely unhinged.

He destroyed everything in the Vale estate that he could break.

Expensive porcelain.

Decorations.

Everything shattered across the floor.

His entire world collapsed.

He was afraid.

Just like before, he only knew how to run away.

So he rushed home like a madman.

But Adrian and I were already there.

He held my hand.

“Claire Bennett.”

“My legal wife.”

“Anyone who tries to make things difficult for Claire…”

“Don’t blame me for ignoring family ties.”

“For example, if anyone helps Nolan…”

“I don’t mind making sure they lose the ability to use their hands and legs too.”

Nolan’s father was still furious when Nolan suddenly returned.

His father had once placed all his hopes on him.

But after what happened with his ex-girlfriend, the Vale family had completely cut him off.

They no longer welcomed him.

And Nolan refused to return home.

After several years, this was the first time he had come back.

His father didn’t say a word.

He grabbed the broom by the door and beat him out of the house.

The old man’s cloudy eyes were filled with disappointment.

“From childhood until now, all you’ve ever done is cause trouble!”

“Claire was such a good woman.”

“You almost destroyed her!”

“Are you trying to destroy this family too?”

Nolan was about to kneel.

Then he saw me walking out with my arm linked through Adrian’s.

He ran.

But no matter how far he went, he couldn’t escape the net Adrian had built around him.

With nowhere left to go, Nolan sent me countless messages.

“Claire, I love you.”

“I loved you back then too.

“Adrian stole you from me.

“Were you forced to be with him?”

“I was wrong before.”

“I’ll come back and take you away.”

By the time I saw those messages, my psychological wounds had already healed.

I was almost amused.

I turned around and forwarded every message to Adrian.

That same day, Nolan was captured by Adrian.

“At first…”

“I wanted to see how much longer you could run while living in fear.”

“But you actually dared to contact Claire.”

Adrian did something.

Adrian did something that finally forced Nolan to face the truth.

I only remembered that the basement was filled with screams all night.

His injuries were countless.

When he was finally brought out, he was lying in a hospital bed.

He had lost the use of both hands and legs.

Later, he couldn’t endure it anymore.

He slammed his head into the hospital wall.

And ended his own life.

After everything finally settled, I gathered the courage to open my computer.

I searched for the livestream from that day.

I couldn’t imagine how those scenes had spread.

I couldn’t imagine how many rumors and accusations would bury me.

But I searched every platform.

Again and again.

Dozens of times.

There was nothing.

Nothing about me.

Nothing about that night.

Not a single video existed.

While I sat there stunned, Adrian gently wrapped his arms around me from behind.

His warm chest pressed against my back.

His voice was soft.

“Don’t worry.”

“There’s nothing left.”

He paused.

His fingers gently brushed through my hair.

Then he added:

“I made our relationship public to everyone.”

“No one would dare post something like that.”

I finally walked out of the darkness.

I became the bright version of myself again.

I looked at him.

My eyes filled with regret.

“But your discipline is gone.”

“For me, you gave up the compassion you protected for years.”

“Your hands became stained with anger again.”

But Adrian only smiled.

He reached out and gently rubbed my head.

His eyes were filled with endless tenderness.

“Don’t worry.”

“I can rebuild it.”

He said it softly.

Like he was reassuring me.

And like he was reassuring himself.

Later, he whispered something else into my ear.

“My wife.”

“I bought thirty more condoms.”

“We can do it thirty more times.”