Chapter 67
Chapter 67
Damien's POV
I flutter my eyes open when I feel the sudden seeping of sunlight into my room. The flash is directly on
my face and I know someone is behind it. As soon as I adjust my eyes to the bright light, Paige drops a
large file on my bed, almost slapping my face.
I glare at her as she stands with arms akimbo. I yawn loudly and sit upright, laying my head on the
headboard. I wonder what is wrong now. Last week, we fought because of the girl I had sex with in the
club.
We fight almost every week, she is either accusing me of being unfaithful or complaining that I am not
giving her enough attention. She loves nagging and I have threatened her with a divorce when she
does that again.
I married her for a reason, not because I really wanted a wife and now that I have achieved my aim, I
don't even like her no matter how sexy she tries to look. I am tired of her and getting pleasure from
some other woman is what I want.
"Why did you wake me up?" I question her with eyes closed and my head upward.
I didn't hear any response from her, so I open my eyes and tilt my head to the side where she is now
standing with folded arms and a sad look on her face.
"Why did you wake me up this early, Paige?" I repeat.
"This early?" She opens her eyes wide and begins to laugh sarcastically. I turn to pick up my phone so
I can see the time. It is 11 am.
"You've been in bed all morning. I am not surprised because I am sure you were awake all night, f***ing
your whores", I can feel her anger.
I wonder how she always gets to know whenever I have sex with a lady. I brought a lady home last
night but I was careful not to let her know. I came back last night from the club late and I was sure she
was already in bed. After the hours of sex with the girl, she left before dawn and I went to sleep. Now I
am sure she was spying on us or she has a spy among the maids.
I am really in no mood for her morning nagging. I have been in California ever since the award night. I
needed space so I came back home but now I feel it is time to give Paige space again. I need to go
back to New York to finish what I have started. Paige needs to learn her lessons and know that I
married her for a reason.
I am about to warn her not to start with any nagging when my phone rings. It is Donovan.
Donovan doesn't call me for any business-related reason, he calls when it has to do with new
information about my revenge or about the home in New York. I wonder what he has to say now. I am
hoping it is going to be good news.
"Donovan."
"Boss, good day", he greets politely. I imagine him bowing down in greeting with his huge body.
"How are you doing?"
"I am doing good. I have news for you", he says.
"Really? What is it?" I am having a feeling it has to do with Aidan.
I hear Paige shift her weight on the ground, she isn't happy that I am not attending to her first. I have
even forgotten she is here for a reason that I still don't know what it is. From the serious look on her
face, I know it is important, maybe she wants money.
"Yes, boss. Anna had a baby two months ago", he informs him.
"What?" I exclaim. I am amazed at the time.
Two months ago and I am just getting to know? Why didn't I see it on TV that my greatest enemy now
has a child? He made his marriage unknown to the world and now he is doing the same for his child.
What is happening? What is he trying to hide? Why isn't he publicizing his marriage to the media?
"Yes, boss. A girl." He asserts.
"You just got to know?"
"Yes, just last night I saw Anna with a baby at a mall so I did some check on her and I found out the This content © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.
baby is hers and Aidan's. Nobody knows she is married to him."
"Really?"
"Yes, boss."
"Something is fishy. What is Aidan trying to hide?" I voice out my thoughts.
"Aidan?" Paige questions before Donovan can reply me. I didn't realize I say that aloud. I look up at
Paige to see her wide-open eyes.
"Can we talk later, Donovan?" I don't want to say any more thing in the presence of Paige.
"Yes, boss", I disconnect the call and gaze up at her.
"What happened to Aidan?" She asks me.
"Why are you asking me? Call him yourself", I retort back.
She doesn't like hearing anything bad about Aidan. They don't communicate anymore but I know she
still feels something for him. I stand up to move to the bathroom, forgetting she is in my room for
something.
"Damien", she calls.
"What?" I bark in annoyance.
I have no idea what Aidan has that I don't. I have no idea what they like in him and why girls flock to
him. Seeing that affection and care on Paige's face is reminding me of how I have failed in ruining
Aidan.
I feel he is the reason for almost everything happening in my life at the moment, including the fact that
father and I might never reconcile. I hate him with passion and I want to see his downfall, I want him to
experience a major setback in everything he cares about, his business and family.
I want to know why he isn't showing Anna and his child to the world. I want to know what he wants to
hide by doing that. Then, I can strike from there. I will teach him never to cross paths with me in our
next life. I also hope we will be enemies in our next life because I don't see myself becoming friendly
with Aidan. I hate everything that concerns him.
"You didn't go through the file", she reminds me, tilting her chin up. I can see the fear in her eyes after I
barked at her. I stare at the file, wondering what it is all about.
I take long strides towards the bed, willing to get done with whatever it is she wants so she can be out
of my room and I can sit and think through the new plan I am already formulating in my head on how to
strike Aidan hard and deep.
I pick the file up and fling it open. The first thing my eyes come across is the word LEGAL written in
bold letters of the first chapter. I need no soothsayer to tell me what it is that Paige wants now.
"I want a divorce, Damien", she utters softly, more like a whisper and like an affirmation of what I am
thinking.
What I am holding is a divorce paper that needs to be signed for Paige to be free from the cage I have
her locked in. But I have no idea if I want this as much as she wants it.