You Can Run But You Can't Hide My Contractual Wife

Chapter 317: Blinded By Love

"Hahaha!" Trishia's loud wicked laugh echoed the whole restaurant even if she was inside a private

room with Margaret. "Do you really think that you can order me around just like that? Do you know

who I am?" She roared proudly at Margaret with her chin and right brow high.

"Trishia Meyer... Who had not known you? The best actress! The illegitimate daughter of the Senator!

An addict and a mistress!" Margaret stated all the facts she knew about Trishia. It was not hard for her

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Hearing Margaret, Trishia's calm seemed to vanish from her body but quickly recovered.Margaret was

the one to call her. She asked her to meet her up in a restaurant. She didn't even know her as she said

that she is Jayson's secretary and Jayson had prepared something special for her. That's why she went

her way there. Surprisingly, Margaret just set her up.

"Oh! I was very overwhelmed by your effort to investigate me but I tell you, your husband wanted me.

It's the other way around. So don't blame me if he wants me more than you! That just proves that you

are not good enough!" Trishia snarled as she chuckled provokingly.

"Trishia, we have a son." Obviously, Margaret didn't want her emotion to control her. Trishia was a

cunning lady so she had to be wiser if she wanted Trishia to leave Jayson.

"And so? Is that even a big deal?" Trishia responded biting her long well-polished nails. She was bitchy

as hell. "Hmmm...you mean...your son?" Trishia looked at Margaret meaningfully with the meanest

tone. "What's his name? .. Ca...Cal...Cla.." Trishia was obviously provoking Margaret.

"Leave my son out of this!" Though she tried hard to control her anger with Trishia it was very hard to

do it.

"Oh! You are the one who was using your son when I know for the fact that it's not really Jayson's son.

Since you set me up, you want to have some girl talk? Come on! Who's really the father of your child?

Is he super hot? Handsome? Good in bed? How many times have you guys done it? Come on! Tell me

more, Margaret." Trishia was non-stopped. Her bitchy tone and expression were consistent.

"Stop! You don't have the right to meddle in any of my affairs. Whatever you say, you can't change the

fact that Jayson is my legal husband and I am his dutiful wife." Margaret exclaimed. "And you are just a

mistress!" Margaret bullseye Trishia through her accusations. "Do you know that Jayson had many

mistresses? Open your eyes, Trishia Meyer! You are not the only one. You are just like his other

girlfriends who he dumped after using them for a while." Margaret smirked mockingly as her hateful

eyes never left Trishia.

"Hahaha!" Trishia laughed loudly. Again, it seemed it echoed the whole building. "I know that darling

but you see, I'm his favorite and his best that is why you are here confronting me, right? What a pity on

your part yet you are claiming to be his wife!" Trishia responded along with her mocking laughs.

Hearing Trishia, Margaret clenched her fists very hard. Her irritation with Trishia was just too much to

handle though she was saying the truth. When Jayson agreed to marry her for Clark, Jayson changed

a lot. He was not the responsible, gentleman, loving Jayson she knew before. He would just come to

her house to visit her son Clark. Though Clark isn't his son, Jayson seemed to see himself in Clark's

situation. Jayson's father left them when he was just 5 yrs. old. It was the reason why he had a soft

heart toward kids like him but that was before. It changed when Jayson got an affair with Trishia Meyer.

Clark was very disappointed. Clark was also the main reason why Jayson agreed to marry Margaret

even if he loved someone.

"Hahaha.." Margaret suddenly chuckled. Trishia was taken aback as she thought Margaret would

already breathe fire because of her provoking words but she was definitely wrong. "You said you are

the best?... You said you are his favorite?... Hahaha." Margaret chuckled again pinpointing something.

Trishia looked at Margaret like a crazy girl. She folded her arms up to her chest, looked at Margaret

mockingly with chin high, and nodded responding to her questions. Trishia was hundred percent sure

that Jayson liked her so much, especially her performance in the bed. She was sure no one could beat

her when it comes to that matter. "You are wrong, Trishia. You are very wrong! I have known Jayson for

a very long time and know what? There's only one girl...one girl he loves, his favorite and his best...

And that's not you! Hahaha." Margaret chuckled before she continued. "Wake up from your dream,

Trishia Meyer, It's not you. It's Arabella Jones!" Margaret smirked at Trishia mockingly. "Jayson was just

using you because he can't have Arabella Jones. You are just his pastime." Margaret added liked she

already won the fight seeing Trishia's disdainful reaction.

Hearing Arabella's name, Trishia instantly burst into anger. Though she knew about it, she still couldn't

stand hearing it.

"Cut the crap, Margaret! I know you want to coax me. You want me to leave Jayson but sorry my dear, I

will never do that!" Trishia refused to be bullied by Margaret. For her, Margaret was a nobody. "Don't

you find it very familiar?" Trishia frowned a little giving Margaret a meaningful look. "Margaret,

Margaret... I know exactly what you did to snatch Jayson from that bitch!." Trishia could not mention

Arabella's name due to her utmost hate for her. When Arabella's name linked into the Sky, of course,

Trishia instantly investigated her. "You used your son to get Jayson to marry you, right? You did all the

means to break them apart. You dared to call me a mistress, but you are more than that! You are a

shameless bitch! Welcome to the world of Karma. Hahaha!" Trishia stood up gracefully while her arms

spread in the air. She seemed to know that she was not losing this fight with Margaret.

On the other side, Margaret was taken aback for some time. All Trishia had said was true. She could

not defend herself anymore. What she had done in the past was really a shameless act. That is all

because she was blinded by her love and affection for Jayson even if she knew Jayson's heart was

only for Arabella Jones.

"It was in the past." Guilt was traced in Margaret's tone as she muttered defensively.

"Hahaha! How dare you belittled me when you are the most rotten? Yeah, you are right! It happened in

the past. Hmmm..." Trishia nodded agreeing with Margaret's statement. " Then how about this? Just

stay at home and take care of your son and stop meddling in my f*cking relationship with Jayson. I

must admit, he was really good in bed. Ahhh!" Trishia moaned sexily like craving for Jayson's touch in

front of Margaret. " or maybe you wanted me to teach how to satisfy your husband in bed? I will not

mind having a threesome!" Trishia smiled nastily winking at Margaret.

"You bitch!" Margaret could not hold herself anymore as she stood up and wanted to slap Trishia but

Trishia quickly caught her wrist before her hand landed on her face. Trishia strongly pushed Margaret's

arm away then she gave her a heavy loud slap. Trishia had hit Margaret successfully.

"That's for setting me up! How dare you! You are just wasting my time talking all nonsense to me! Who

do you think you are? If you have a problem with your husband, deal it with him not me! You crazy

loser!" Trishia roared angrily at Margaret who was still in a shocking stance. Margaret was cupping her

swollen cheek as she looked at Trishia like she wanted to murder her.

"How dare you! You are the mistress and I am the wife! Shame on you! You have the thickest face

mistress in this world, bitch! Shame on you!" Margaret's outburst flared up while she angrily attacked

Trishia by pulling her hair. She hated Trishia so much for bringing up the past. It was a past that she

wanted to be buried in the ground a long time ago. She was afraid of karma but it seemed it was

coming for her now.

"Shame on you too!" Trishia defended herself and also attacked Margaret's hair." Face the reality that

Jayson was disgusted with you! He didn't have the appetite to f*ck you because you are a lowly b*tch!

You are rotten trash!" Trishia roared as she kept on pulling Margaret's hair.

"You go to hell! You are the loser! You can never beat Arabella Jones!" Margaret screamed angrily

pulling Trishia's hair.

Hearing Arabella's name again, Trishia's strength had tripled. She strongly pushed Margaret to the

side. Extremely enraged with Margaret comparing her to Arabella, she got the chair beside her and

smashed it into Margaret but Margaret was quick to kick her. She hit Trishia's abdomen. Realizing that

Trishia was determined to kill her, Margaret hurriedly ran to go out. She should leave or she would

greatly suffer from her husband's mistress. Trishia was not in her proper mind anymore. Margaret

exerted a quick effort to open the door but Trishia had pulled her hair. She dragged her back. Margaret

struggled to hit the door with her palms. While Trishia was dragging her, Margaret's hand grasped the

plates and they were smashed to the floor creating rough shattering sound which made the security

personnel of the restaurant alarmed.

"You bitch! Do you think you can escape from me? How dare you accused me when we have the same

thing in common? No... We are not the same... We will never be at the same level because you are a

lowly cheap one and I am a queen!" Trishia kept on murmuring hysterically while dragging Margaret's

hair.

"Huh! Yeah... You mean queen of witches?" Margaret answered irritatingly. "Let me go witch!" She

screamed.

"As you wished." Trishia harshly pushed Margaret to the floor. Her body was directly shoved to the

ground.

"Ahhh!" Margaret painfully growled as the shattered pieces of the plates pierced to her elbows. Blood

instantly dripped down on the surface.

Trishia's eyes sparked seeing Margaret in an awful situation but she was still not satisfied. When

Margaret kicked her, she swore to get her revenge.

Smiling wickedly, Trishia got the chair again. She lifted it in the air to hit Margaret but she was stopped

by the knocks on the door and suddenly it opened.

The security came running inside upon hearing the loud commotions.

Trishia quickly threw the chair away as she could not afford to have a serious criminal offense at the

moment. Sen. Meyer was not on her side anymore so it would be difficult for her to get out of the case

if ever.

"What's happening here?" A man together with the other personnel butted in.

"Oh, nothing. We just have a friendly get-together officer but you know accidents always happened."

Trishia quickly grabbed Margaret's hand and held her up.

"If you talk sh*t, I promised, I will ask Jayson to divorce you," Trishia whispered to Margaret on the side

while gripping her arm tightly. Margaret was stunned. She felt very threatened by Trishia as she knew

Jayson would not hesitate to divorce her for Trishia. They had been married for a long time and she

tried her best to make him fall in love with her but nothing happened. All her efforts were just put in

vain. Jayson changed when Arabella left the country. She knew Jayson did everything to find her but

he failed. When all his hopes had gone, he slowly transitioned to be an outgoing womanizer.

"No! This woman here is not my friend! She is my husband's mistress and she tried to kill me! Take her

to the police station now!" Margaret didn't graduate with the highest honors for nothing. She got into

Hansen's company because of her hard work and intelligence. Her VP promotion was quick because of

her outstanding work performance.

"What are you talking about? No! She was not telling the truth!" Trishia exclaimed in disbelief. She

didn't expect Margaret would reveal her amidst her warnings.

"What are you doing? I'm telling you. You will not see Jayson again." Trishia whispered to Margaret

angrily.

"Pakkk!" Suddenly, a loud slap echoed in the room. Everyone inside was stunned. Margaret got her

revenge by slapping Trishia thrice as hard as she got.

"Go to hell for all I care!" Margaret roared angrily then she quickly turned around to leave the room but

she stopped halfway. "Oh, you can bring Jayson with you to hell," Margaret added in a bitchy tone then

she left. Margaret seemed to give up the man she had loved for a long time. It was very painful for her

but she realized that she could not force love. Trishia made her realize everything. She regretted what

she had done in the past. Now she realized the feeling of a person stolen of something. It wasn't good.

It was very painful. She felt betrayed and broken but it was the karma she had to take.

"Jayson! Jayson! Help me! That bitch! Your wife, Margaret cause me trouble. I was detained in the west

police station. Get me out of here now!" Trishia was screaming hysterically using a landline of the

station.

"What?" Jayson sounded shocked. "What happened?"

"I will tell you everything later. Just get me out of here first. I can't breathe here. It's very dirty and I feel

like I'm going to be sick. Please, Jayson. Please! Help me out!" Trishia cried out. Jayson was her only

chance.

Jayson didn't reply.

"Baby, just get me out of here and I promise you, you will have the best night you will ever have

tonight!" Trishia said sexily seducing the man on the phone. She had to make him agree or she would

be doomed.

"Sorry, I can't. I already found Arabella." Finally, Jayson answered.