Revenge After Divorce Novel by Black Rose

Chapter 167

OLIVIA

“This isn’t working!” I pushed the album I was holding away from me. We were at the clinic, or shall I say facility as they called it. looking at pictures of possible surrogate mothers. Last week they extracted my eggs and this week we were looking at surrogates. “What can I do to make the process easier for you?”

Asked the lady in charge of the facility. “No need for that, we can just drop everything and go home, my love. Those eggs will still be there and viable whenever you are ready to start again.” I gave him a kiss. I loved how considerate he was. But that was not what frustrated me.

I gave him a kiss on the cheek. “That is not it, love. I see all their information and pictures but that is all they are. They don’t give me anything about these people. Their personalities the energy when I am around them. I want to interview them in person to see for myself the kind of people they are.” I turned to the facility manager.

“I know you did your own interviews and done your background checks. That is all well and good, but I would like to do my own to be able to choose the woman who will carry my child. I want to have someone I have a connection with. I mean, she is going to be living in my house for nine months and I have a five–year–old at home. If I bring in a stranger, then it must be a stranger I can somewhat trust.”

The facility manager nodded. “I understand completely. Tell you what. Choose the first five you would like to interview then I will arrange for them to come in and you can do the interviews.” I smiled satisfied with her response. She looked like a decent woman. “That would be great, thank you.”

Marcus and I got up and left after she told us she will give us a call and tell us when to come in to interview the women. Marcus pinned me against the car when we got outside and kissed the living daylights out of me. when he pulled out, I was panting. “What was that for?”

“For being the most amazing wife, the world has ever seen. I blushed. “I am just trying to do what is best for our baby.”

“No, my love. You are doing more than that. thank you for looking out for our family and taking good care of us. We appreciate it.” he gave me another kiss. “Tell me, what would you like to do before we go home?” I thought about it. something came to mind, and I knew he was not going to be happy about it.

“I want to see Sandra.” He looked so shocked that he even took a step back. I knew he was not going to be happy about this. But I was about to bring another baby into the world, and I needed to make sure that my biggest enemy was still locked up and high on drugs.

“Why would you want to see that woman?” I sighed then explained to him. He looked frustrated. “Are you sure. you want to do this?” I nodded my head. I needed to be sure, I needed to see her myself with my own eyes.

The last time Nick said he locked up Sandra. She showed up and kidnapped me. I didn’t want to make the same mistake again. I could not take chances when It came to that woman. She hated me and would do anything to bring about my downfall.

“Please love, all I need from you is support and for you to be there with me. keep me sain when I see her then take me home to my son. Can you do that?” he took me into his arms and embraced me. “I shall endeavour to try my lady. Come, let’s go.‘

On the drive to the hospital, I kept thinking about everything the woman did to me. wondering if for once, Nick kept his word and locked her up. For I knew, Nick put her on a plane and told her to disappear for a while.

Am sorry but I wouldn’t put that past Nick. It was like he was bewitched by that woman. I felt his hand on mine, giving it a little squeeze. “He wouldn’t have lied about locking her up because he knew that a day like this may come when you want to see her for yourself. She will be there. You have nothing to worry about.”

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He reassured me and I appreciated that greatly. My mind also settled. We got to the hospital then went up to the psych ward. We asked to see her, and we were told to go walk in the visitor room and she would be brought

soon.

We sat on the chairs waiting but I was not at ease. I kept pulling at my jersey, Marcus tried several times to get me to calm down, but it was difficult. When the door opened, and a nurse came in first then behind her a frail looking Sandra came in.

She looked so out of it; she was nothing like the arrogant woman who threatened me a couple of years ago. A woman who had my husband’s car and confidence. A woman who wanted to replace me but failed even when I was not there.

“Sandra, these people are here to see you.” she looked in our direction, but it was like she was not even looking at us. “Why don’t you sit down and have a talk with them?” Irrowed my eyebrows, did she talk?

“Does she talk?” Marcus asked as if he knew I was wondering the same thing. “She did but she hasn’t said anything for months now. But we always talk to her even though she never responds. I think it’s the medication she is on that is making her like this. As her family, I suggest you talk to the doctor about changing her medication.”

She must be kidding me. I stood, “We are not her family, I am just someone she used to know and have no right to ask her doctors to do anything. We will be leaving now.

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