Filed to story: The CEO’s Wife Is a Secret Boss Novel (Allison & Jeremy) Free Online
“Mom and Dad are bullying Jeremy! Dad is going to whip him!” Lauren anxiously paced around.
“Whip him?” Alyssa was taken aback.
“Please, Alyssa! Can you … Can you save Jeremy? Dad is going to whip him soon. What if he hurts Jeremy badly?”
Javier had summoned everyone in the villa to the main hall. Jeremy was surrounded by the crowd, isolating him further.
Jeremy had shed his suit, unveiling his well-defined muscular physique beneath a thin white shirt. His masculine contours were visible through the fabric,
Javier had wanted Jeremy to be punished in front of everyone to humiliate him. To his dismay, Jeremy won hearts by standing stubbornly in the middle of the crowd.
The maids around him covered their mouths and blushed, struggling to suppress excited squeals. Even when Jeremy was receiving a punishment, he looked as stunning as ever.
When Javier noticed that Jeremy had no intention of admitting his wrongdoing, he menacingly waved the whip in his hand, producing a bone-chilling, cracking sound as it struck the ground.
“Kneel!’ Javier commanded.
Jeremy’s eyes bore a defiant look as he sneered, “Do you think I would?”
“You-“Javier began.
“I’m standing right here. Whip me if you must. Spare me the nonsense,” Jeremy declared, his gaze unwavering and icy.
Whipping had been a longstanding tradition within the family, passed down through the generations.
When Javier was young, Newton had whipped him in front of all the servants with his shirt taken off. Even when Javier had taken charge of the family, this cruel practice had remained unchanged.
Jeremy was the latest victim of the arcane rule. He turned around, devoid of expression.
The sound of three whips cracking through the air filled the room. Javier glared at Jeremy, putting all his might into delivering the three lashes.
A collective gasp filled the hall as yoices exclaimed, “Mr. Jeremy is bleeding!”
The marks on Jeremy’s solid back started bleeding and seeping into his white shirt. The flogging resembled an inhumane punishment from a bygone era.
Sophia and Betty observed the proceedings with great delight.
Jeremy, however, remained resolute and unyielding, refusing to bow down in any way.
His flesh had been bared, and the lashes tugged at old wounds. Nerves twitched, and his bones felt as if they might give away, but he persevered.
“Are you going to admit your fault? Hmm?” Javier continued to lash at him.
“I’m not in the wrong,” Jeremy hissed and raised his chin.
“You insolent brat!” Just as Javier was about to strike again, two familiar figures suddenly appeared. A
clear, commanding female voice cut through the tense air. “Stop it!”
All eyes turned immediately to the door. Meanwhile, Jeremy was drenched in sweat from the whipping, his face drained of color.
In his blurred vision, he saw Alyssa. Her beauty acted as an instant shot of adrenaline for him. Even on the brink of death, her presence had the power to revive him.
“Alyssa …” he mumbled. She stormed up to him. As she drew near, he hesitated for a moment before closing his eyes and collapsing into her arms, wearing a faint smile.
“Jeremy!”
Alyssa reflexively held Jeremy when he fell toward the ground. She was startled by the warm liquid on her hands. When she slowly unfurled her palm, she was shocked by the massive amount of blood.
Then, she noticed the long, humiliating lash marks on Jeremy’s broad back. His white shirt was now stained red from the bleeding.
Unable to contain her anger, her eyes flashed with fury as she questioned, “Jeremy, are you okay?”
Covered in sweat, he lay in her arms and muttered, “Are you worried about me?”
“Bullshit!” she blurted out without thinking.
His heart raced with delight as he grinned. “Thank you, Lyse.”
Feeling angry, she hissed at him, “Shut up! You’re badly injured. Stop talking. I don’t want to hear a word from you.”
He smiled bitterly and whispered in her ear, “Okay,”
Alyssa’s sudden appearance left everyone in astonishment. Lauren, who had witnessed the entire incident from the sidelines, welled up with tears at Alyssa’s timely intervention,
On the other hand, Sophia and Betty wore disapproving scowls.
“Mr. Javier, your place seems pretty merry today. I would have missed the Battle of the Bastards if !
arrived a second later,” Alyssa taunted him with a sly grin, sending a piercing look at Javier that would even startle Jon Snow,
The servants, who understood the reference, laughed discreetly. Alyssa held tight onto Jeremy and smiled lazily. “They always say not to air your dirty laundry. Until today, I’ve never seen a father deliberately hitting his son in front of many witnesses.
“Why don’t you strip Jeremy naked instead and parade him at the gates of Seaview Manor? I’ll invite all the
Solana City reporters to cover the spectacle and catapult you to fame.”
Her snarkiness elicited more muffled laughter from the servants. Jeremy was left speechless and amused by her witty retorts. It seemed that Alyssa had been using her free time to think up creative ways to get back at him.
Javier harbored a deep resentment for Alyssa. He wondered how Winston had raised such an impudent and Ill-mannered daughter.
His flesh had been bared, and the lashes tugged at old wounds. Nerves twitched, and his bones felt as if they might give away, but he persevered.
*Are you going to admit your fault? Hmm?” Javier continued to lash at him.
“I’m not in the wrong.” Jeremy hissed and raised his chin.
“You insolent brat!” Just as Javier was about to strike again, two familiar figures suddenly appeared. A
clear, commanding female voice cut through the tense air. “Stop it!”
All eyes turned immediately to the door. Meanwhile, Jeremy was drenched in sweat from the whipping, his face drained of color.
In his blurred vision, he saw Alyssa. Her beauty acted as an instant shot of adrenaline for him. Even on the brink of death, her presence had the power to revive him.
“Alyssa…” he mumbled. She stormed up to him. As she drew near, he hesitated for a moment before closing his eyes and collapsing into her arms, wearing a faint smile.
*Jeremy!”
A powerful voice caught everyone’s attention, and to their surprise, it was Newton who had arrived at the entrance with Ben by his side. Alyssa’s presence was so commanding that neither Javier nor Sophia had noticed Newton’s arrival.
“Grandpa!” Jeremy and Alyssa exclaimed simultaneously, with Alyssa appearing particularly close to
Newton.
Sophia instantly grew flustered and sweated in Newton’s presence.
“Dad, what brings you here?” asked Javier, his hand trembling in astonishment.
“If I hadn’t made it here on time, my grandson would have been whipped to death,” Newton growled in his wheelchair, looking authoritative.
He shook emotionally at the sight of a heavily injured Jeremy and anxiously asked, “Jeremy, are you okay?”
“I’m fine, Grandpa.” Jeremy flashed him a reassuring smile.
“Ben, please call my physician to attend to Jeremy.”
“Of course, Mr. Newton,” Ben replied, promptly making the call.
Sophia tugged at Javier’s shirt and shifted the blame toward Alyssa, saying, “Oh, Ms. Alyssa, it’s quite a burden for Grandpa to make such a journey for Jeremy. Javier, Dad’s health isn’t the best, and I feel bad that he had to rush here in this cold weather-
“Enough! Stop faking it!” Newton waved dismissively, cutting off Sophia’s act. “I’m doing quite well because Allison has been visiting and taking care of me. Why do you keep insisting that I’m in poor health?
Are you cursing me?”
Sophia, knowing that she had messed up, hurriedly explained, “No, Dad-“