Chapter 74: Don’t keep secrets from her.
Augustine slumped into the back seat, scratching frantically. "I’m going to lose my mind. The itching is unbearable."
"Hang in there. I’m taking you to the hospital right now." Gustave pressed down on the accelerator, speeding off. His eyes flicked repeatedly to the rearview mirror, torn between frustration and concern.
Augustine had always been cautious and meticulous. Yet tonight, he had willingly eaten seafood—something he was severely allergic to—simply because he couldn’t bring himself to refuse his wife. He hadn’t wanted to dismiss the effort she had put into cooking for him.
Gustave couldn’t fathom how someone could willingly endure suffering just to keep another person happy.
Augustine had always been confident, focused, and relentless. For years, he had been preparing to reclaim what was rightfully his, planning his revenge against his uncle and cousin. His determination had never wavered; his purpose had never faltered. Nothing had ever distracted him.
Gustave had been by his side for the past five years and had never seen his boss act so recklessly. Augustine had never shown even the slightest vulnerability. But tonight, it was clear—Anne was becoming his greatest weakness.
At first, Gustave had assumed that Augustine had married Anne purely as part of his revenge plan, using her as a mere pawn to provoke Denis. But he had been mistaken. Augustine had truly fallen for her.
As Gustave glanced at his boss, watching him struggle, his frustration grew. His grip on the steering wheel tightened.
’This isn’t good. She is a danger to him. She needs to stay away from him.’