Total pages in book: 154
Estimated words: 142664 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 713(@200wpm)___ 571(@250wpm)___ 476(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 142664 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 713(@200wpm)___ 571(@250wpm)___ 476(@300wpm)
When he wasn’t talking to the guest on his other side, he was leaning into my ear. He was being naughty, telling me what he planned to do to me later, and I was trying hard not to laugh out loud.
“You two are so adorable. I’m just so delighted to see my son this happy. Thank you, Alyssa, I never thought he’d settle down and make me a grandma, now I have hope.” I love this fucking woman.
“It might be sooner than you think, Mom, right, Lyssa.”
“Behave!” I elbowed him in the side and blushed into my salad. Meanwhile, Miss Thing had made her way through a bottle and a half of wine before the second course got started.
Me, I was just feeling myself. Gigi might have been nuts, but my grandmas and aunties all picked up the slack. I could dine with the queen… No, not that adulterous slag; she wouldn’t even make it past my backdoor. Anyway, you catch my drift.
I could feel her shooting daggers at me from across the table, and when it looked like she was about to fall over, I let someone else ask if she was okay. I don’t know her, so why would I bother? It must be burning her ass that Garrett didn’t even look in her direction, but I’m sure in her warped mind, it was all my fault.
Things went much better than I expected, and at one point, over the souffle, I looked her dead in the eye and smirked. That’s when she knew that I knew and had beaten her at her own game.
At the end of the night, she left in a huff while Garrett and I were still saying our goodbyes. I guess the fact that he didn’t even take a minute to give her a special goodbye was the last straw for her, and she peeled out of the driveway in her bitch mobile.
I hadn’t planned to do it since I figured the kid would be in bed by now and should be safe, but on the drive back in the back of the car while Garrett was on the phone with someone or the other, I got my phone out and pulled up the feed from her nanny cam.
Everything seemed fine and I breathed easy, knowing that I hadn’t pushed her too far. She was stomping through her house on a tear, which was to be expected, and I even had a good chuckle when she took a bottle of scotch to the head.
Garrett was still preoccupied with his phone call, and I was enjoying the late-night entertainment when things took a turn. “No-no-no-no-no.” I started to get Garrett’s attention but, in my panic leaned forward and told the driver to change course and gave him her address.
My heart was racing, and I felt like I was going to jump out of my skin. By the time he got off the phone, he noticed that we were going in the wrong direction. “Why are we going this way?”
“It’s bad, we’ve got trouble.”
“Why? What happened?” Poor man, he looked confused. I didn’t have time to speak as we pulled into her driveway. I jumped out of the car before it came to a stop and ran to the door, pounding and ringing the doorbell at the same time.
I could hear the kid screaming bloody murder from inside, and when she opened the door. I slapped the shit out of her shocked face. She wasn’t in shock for long, and she came at me. I didn’t slap her this time but a straight arm to the face, breaking her fucking nose.
Each time she came at me, I just punched her again because I was pissed; I kept seeing what she had done repeating through my head, and it just made me meaner. When her face was covered in blood, and I knew she’d had enough, I walked past her into her house.
“Alyssa, what the hell is going on?”
Garrett stood in the doorway where Natalie was now screeching and ordering him to have me arrested.
He was pissed at me, and rightfully so, until I turned with the kid that I had taken from the nanny, and he saw his face where she had scratched him. That’s what I had seen on the screen. I guess the noise she was making woke the kid, and this crazy bitch snatched him out of his crib, shook him, then slapped him across the face before throwing him to the floor.
I know the nanny came out of her room at some point, but I was too panicked to watch by then. I didn’t have to say anything to Garrett for him to get the picture and then that cold anger he was famous for was turned on his ex.
“Natalie, what the fuck did you do?” Later for that shit. I walked out the door with the kid in my arms, and Garrett had to stop her from coming after me. I beckoned for the babysitter, who looked terrified and confused, to follow me and took them both to the car.