Gustavo Barbosa's POV
I walked through my compound and realised that it was so silent but for my men walking around. My son was all that I had and they took him from me untimely. My chest burned in sheer pain and I couldn't even control it anymore.
"You need to start sleeping more, Gustavo. You look like a ghost." My wife, Diane, told me.
I didn't even turn in her direction. I know that she is just pretending to care. I forced her to marry me and because something about her drew me in. She has a man but I killed him and told her to either marry me or I'll kill her father.
"You should go and do whatever it is you always do. I'm sure you're glad that my son died in the hands of those evil souls." My voice reverberated the pain in my heart.
I sat down on an outdoor chair as she walked closer to me.
She just gave me a weird look. "I know that I hate you with everything in me but I would never rejoice about Felipe's death."
"Liar! You were never on good terms with him."
