Revenge After Divorce Novel by Black Rose

NICK

“Get off.” I told her, my voice low but irritation could clearly be heard in it. She continued to kiss and suck on my neck and that just got me mad. Who the hell did she think she was to think she could have my heart. What has she done to think she deserved it? I just met her and already she was being ambitious and think she could get things that don’t belong to her.

I removed her hands off me, as gently as I could. “I said, get off me.” my voice dangerously low. She furrowed her eyebrows in confusion, but I didn’t care. I was already removing her from me. “Nick, what is wrong?” she asked but I didn’t answer, I got out of her car, and she did the same. I looked up in the sky and inhaled deeply. “Nick, can you please tell me what I did wrong?” I glanced at her and her pretty face now looked sad and disappointed. Shame, poor thing. “You did nothing wrong, you just told me that you wanted me, all of me with my heart. But am afraid I can’t give any of that as it belongs to someone else.” I tried to be as nice as I could. Olivia once told me that I was a jerk, and I was trying my best to be a better person. I was angry but I tried, God knows I tried and if this woman knew what was best for her she would not push any further. “Nick, I don’t want to replace your dead wife, and I don’t expect to take her place in your heart just like you can’t take the place of my dead husband in mine.”

A frown adorned my face, confusion written all over it. who the fuck told her that my wife was dead? “Am sorry what?” I thought I should ask instead of jumping to conclusions. The doctor was really starting to ruin my day the more she opened her cute little mouth.

“Listen, I know how hard it is to move on after losing the love of your life. Trust me, I know,

and I don’t expect you to be fully mine just yet. I am just letting you know what I want and what my intentions are No rush though.” I laughed. Look at her talking like a reasonable person.

“Firstly, who told you that my wife is dead? And secondly, what makes you think you deserve to have any of that from me? I don’t even know you.” she was taken back by my words, she looked at me for a while and I could see her anger rising. “You are the one who told me that your wife is dead.” I laughed, like seriously laughed.

“When and why would I tell you something like that?” seriously, did she have to make things up. I was starting to really dislike her. I hated people who lied the most. Part of the reason why I sent my wife to jail was because I thought she was lying. “The night we first met, we were talking, and you told me that.” shit!

Why the hell didn’t I remember that night? I scratched my head, that was embarrassing. How could I say something like that. what the hell happened to me that night. well, I knew what happened. Olivia got married that day and I went to drown my sorrows. And apparently to lie to people about what happened to us.

“Am sorry, I have to admit I don’t remember much about what happened that night. But my wife is not dead. We divorced and she remarried.” She looked at me for a while. Why would you say she was dead then, was that your way of getting into my pants.” I laughed. Who the hell did she think I was?

“Listen lady, I was drunk, my wife just married someone else. Maybe in that moment I wished she was dead and

gone

instead of being with someone else. It doesn’t mean I wated to get into your pants which wasn’t hard judging by the fact that you woke up in my house.”

She tried to slap me across the face, but I held her hand before she could land the slap on me. “Don’t you ever try something like that with me. no woman will go around slapping me as if she has a right to. Even my wife never laid a hand on me like that. who the hell do you think you are to think you can do that?”

I threw her hand away then walked away from her now seething with anger. How the hell were other women raised? I clicked my tongue fishing my phone out of my pocket and dialled Owen. “Where e you?” he let out a

sigh on the other end.

“I knew you were going to mess it up. I am right around the corner in the coffee shop. Meet me here.” He then cut the call, who the fuck was the boss and who was the employee? Well, I was just complaining for nothing. Owen could tell me off and I didn’t mind because he was always right.

The night was beautiful, so the walk was nice. I didn’t get to do things like walking ever since I lost Olivia. Having to do it now felt good.

I appeared at the coffee shop, and I could see Owen stuffing his face with whatever he got in front of him. I walked in and the bell churned as the door opened. They should have just made it a diner. Who the hell put a bell at the door of the coffee shop. People!

I took a seat next to Owen, he glanced at me then shook his head. “What did you do this time?” why did he always think I did something? “Apparently, I told her my wife died” Owen chocked on the coffee then coughed uncontrollably.

“Why the hell would you tell her that?” I shrugged; I didn’t remember that night so I wouldn’t know what was on my mind when I did it. “It was that night, she also tried to slap me and that is where I drew the line.” Owen shook his head.

“No, you drew the line before that, what you are telling me is just something that happened after you had already drawn the line. Tell me about it so that I can know what story to make up for you when you want her back again.” noveldrama

“She got greedy and said she wanted my heart.”

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“And your heart belongs to Olivia, I got it.”