My Husband, Warm The Bed
Chapter 988

"What can I do to you?" Nathaniel chuckled and looked at Griffin as he squinted. "Perhaps you want the whole world to know what you did? If so, you can keep your mouth shut."

Griffin was so mad that he slammed the table and stood up. "Nathaniel, you unfilial son. You disrespected your elders and you brought disaster upon your family! You'll die a miserable death! You'll be despised by the people of the world..."

Nathaniel cut him off. "Griffin, before you slander me with your words, you can think about why I'm not willing to respect you as a father. Or perhaps, why you are not worthy to be respected as a father at all." Blood was thicker than water, and a bond between family was hard to sever. However, Nathaniel could no longer endure Griffin's continuous betrayal and diabolical schemes.

The bond between them had long been ruined by Griffin's selfishness. And yet, Griffin was shamelessly accusing Nathaniel of being unfilial.

Unfilial?

As a father, Griffin had no respect for others.

He did not treat his wife well, and even wanted to kill his own son. As an irresponsible, heartless father, how dare Griffin accuse his son of being unfilial?

That was probably the most preposterous joke that Nathaniel had ever heard. He laughed sarcastically and said, "Griffin Cooper, please spend the rest of your life here peacefully. Don't even dream of walking out of here."

Griffin was so mad that he roared, "Nathaniel Cooper! If it wasn't for me, you wouldn't exist in this world. You can be ungrateful, but how dare you treat me like this?!"

Nathaniel responded smugly, "If I could choose how I was born, I would definitely not want a father like you."

Griffin was so angry that he thumped his chest. He scolded with a gloomy face, "Nathaniel, since you do this to me, you will definitely be punished by God!"

Nathaniel answered calmly, "If I am punished because I didn't respect you, then God must be blind. And if God is blind, how would he be able to pass judgment on others?"

After that, Nathaniel turned around in a dignified manner and walked away steadily. Griffin looked at the aloof figure of his son leaving.

"Nathaniel..." Griffin really wanted to grab him and drag him down with him, but he even lost the strength to step out of the lounge.

His health was deteriorating day by day. He realized that he couldn't live without a specific drug, and he couldn't live without a specific person. For a long time, he thought that his poor health was due to his

strenuous career.

Everything changed when Griffin saw Hannah in court the previous day. When Hannah resolutely handed in the evidence, Griffin realized that he was not in poor health. It was Hannah, the vicious woman, who had been drugging his food.

For 30 years, he had always felt sorry for her and kept her by his side. He never hid any of his secrets from her.

He had never expected that he had been wary of everyone but not the woman closest to him. In the end, it was Hannah, a vicious snake, who pushed him to his demise. And now, he had nowhere else to go. Now, he was not only forced to abdicate his position, but he was also burdened with accusations. Therefore, he could not even live peacefully for the rest of his life.

He hated Nathaniel deeply.

If he had known that Nathaniel would be a major obstacle in his life, he should have gotten rid of him when he was still in his mother's womb.

He hated Hannah even more!

In his life, he had never failed, but he was defeated by this woman whom he trusted the most.

He couldn't accept it!

He really couldn't accept it!

But what else could he do?

As Nathaniel had mentioned, Griffin was already a thorn in the flesh of the country. Even if he could get out of the country, there would be no other place that would accept him.

He was afraid that he would never be able to get out of this place for the rest of his life, so he could only wait for his eventual death in manor.

"Wow..."

Thinking of these events and the people who harmed him, Griffin suddenly felt a sense of resentment rising from his stomach, and his blood was boiling.

As a result, he spat out a mouthful of blood on the small coffee table in front of him.

Looking at the scarlet blood and inhaling its sharp scent, suddenly, Griffin thought that he saw a woman appear before him.

The woman was wearing a long red dress with disheveled hair. She was smiling at him, but her smile became really creepy.

In an instant, the woman's eyes disappeared, and blood gushed out from her eye sockets, forming a terrible image.

Griffin was frightened as he widened his eyes in disbelief.

How could it be possible?

How could it be her?

Her death had nothing to do with him. How could she replace him?

"No, no, no... Your death has nothing to do with me. I didn't do it. Go away, don't come near me." He wanted to avoid her as if he had seen a poisonous snake or a fierce beast, but he couldn't remove the figure in front of him.

She approached him slowly, step by step, getting closer and closer to him, and she finally stood in front of him.

She smiled and said scarily, "Griffin, after I married you, I did my best to plan for you and help you in every way. But yet, you and that b*tch, Hannah, worked together to kill me. Today, I will make you pay with your life."

That woman stretched out her hand and grabbed Griffin by the neck with her long nails. Griffin felt that he was being suffocated to death.

"It wasn't me, it wasn't me, it wasn't me..." He waved his hands and kept shouting, trying to push the woman who was strangling him. However, no matter how hard he tried, he could not touch her.

"It wasn't I who killed you. Go replace Hannah if you want. Not me, not me..." He pleaded in a hoarse voice.

Inside the room, Griffin was behaving like a lunatic. He had one hand strangling his own neck, and the other hand was waving wildly.

Outside the room, Nathaniel looked at everything that was happening inside, his face emotionless. No matter how the person in the room struggled, Nathaniel remained indifferent.

"Sir, the drug that Hannah gave him, would eventually bring him discomfort, and also cause hallucinations. These days, Griffin would go insane from time to time." Jason, who was standing behind Nathaniel, reported his replaceings carefully to his master.

"Keep observing. I must know the reason why he plotted against and killed his sister." Then, Nathaniel turned around and left.

This time, he left firmly without any hesitation.

In the lounge, Griffin, who was still hallucinating, was still fighting with his imagination. Perhaps, until the day he died, he would never be able to escape from the ghosts and nightmares of all his sins. In New York.

It was still the same busy metropolis.

Traffic was bustling, and people from all over the world were rushing around the city. Everyone appeared so busy.

However, in a beautiful corner of New York, there was a manor with a magnificent landscape. It was as peaceful as paradise, a safe haven away from the hustle and bustle of the city.