Revenge After Divorce Novel by Black Rose

NICK

Sandra was crazy, out of her mind. The way she just spoke as if we were together. Like nothing happened. Was just …I don’t know, crazy. But her crazy got me a second chance and I used it. Sending her back to the psych ward and leaving her screaming my name as I left. But with her, I was not going to make the same mistake I did with Olivia.

I was going to check on her every chance I got to make sure she was getting what she deserved. She played with the wrong person. She thought she was smart when she played me like that, making me send my wife to jail for nothing and getting me to abandon her in there. Whispering in my ear and like a fool I listened.

Not again, I leamed my lesson and Sandra was going to pay. Luke was going to get out of my life and I could work on getting my wife back. We had lost a lot of time because of everything Sandra did, and I didn’t want to lose a minute more. I hurried to the third floor hoping to see her so I could explain everything to her.

My plans for Sandra and how I planned on making it up to her for everything I did in the past. She could name anything, and I would do it for her. I would give her the world if she demanded. Olivia was my heart, and I had been living without my heart for a very long time. I needed to get it back so that I could be complete.

When I got to the third floor, I rushed to Marcus’s ward and when I got closer. I saw Ethan standing there. I fumed in anger; the bastard didn’t listen even when I gave him the beating of his life. Well, it wasn’t that bad because I wasn’t at full strength, but he should have gotten the message.

“What the hell are you doing here?” I asked as soon as I got to him. he turned to look at me. his eyes red as if he were crying. My anger subsided and worry covered my face What could have happened to him, was Marcus dead. God! That would be best.

Before I could ask what was wrong, I heard moans. I frowned looking at Ethan. He didn’t say a word but looked back at the door. No! this cant be happening. “Ethan?” I didn’t know what I was calling him for, that could not be Olivia.

That could not be my wife. It couldn’t, she wouldn’t. Ethan sniffed still looking at the closed door. My knees grew weak, and I found the closest thing to balance with. No, Oliva no. my chest tightened, tension gathered on my

shoulders. No!

The moans got louder and louder. They were driving me crazy! That was my wife, in there. No! she couldn’t. Ethan.” My voice came out as a whisper. My friend looked at me with pity in his eyes but the longer he looked at me, pity turned to anger.

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“This is all your fault?” I raised an eyebrow but said nothing, whatever he was thinking was not important. My wife was in there with another man as I stood there listening to her moaning in pleasure. He didn’t know what something like that did to a man…

With each moan and the louder she got. The more broken I became. Yeah, he was right, it was my fault that I ended up in that situation, listening to my wife being pleasured by another man. I was stupid and took her for granted. Look at me now.

“Because of you,” he chuckled. “I… Nick, I have never hated you more in my life than I do at this moment. You and I are done.” He said then walked away. I didn’t care what he thought of me. he wanted my wife as badly as I did, and he was not going to get her.

I am happy about that, but it seemed I was losing her too. That part hurt like nothing I have ever felt before. Worse than when she told me that she hated me. when she stayed with me without complaining a few days ago. I was happy.

I thought we were making progress, I guess I was wrong. “How do you feel?” I didn’t have to turn to know who

that was. “Must hurt, huh?” he said, and I wished I could pinch him in the face. But he was still my father–in- law. “Oh, well. You brought it all upon yourself and I am happy that my daughter finally saw the light and got the hell away from you.”

He said then patted me on the back before walking away whistling. I wanted so badly to move away from that door. Leave and pretend I didn’t hear what I was hearing and work on getting her back. But my feet felt like cement, heavy and rooted to the floor.

I couldn’t move. The way she was moaning, I wondered where the hell the man got strength from. “The people who shot him should have finished the job.” I found myself saying out loud. I would have delt with Olivia’s cries after he was dead and not whatever was happening behind that door.

It hurt; my chest hurt. I wished I could open it and let fresh air in. I felt like it would get better if I did that, wounds that were on the inside hurt worse than those on the outside because at least those could still get some air. father said that to me once.

My

I thought the man was crazy but now I believe he was right. My chest burned and I wished to get some air in there to sooth the pain. Or for my wife to come out and tell me she was just playing a prank to get back at me. anything to make the pain go away.

Soon, the moans stopped, and I waited patiently for her to come out. For me to see her and explain everything to her. maybe then she would come back to me. I was willing to forget about what I heard and take her back. But when the door finally open and her eyes met mine. I knew it was over.

There was no regret in her eyes, no shame in seeing me standing there. Nothing. She just said hello then walked noveldrama

away.