Total pages in book: 85
Estimated words: 77663 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 388(@200wpm)___ 311(@250wpm)___ 259(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 77663 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 388(@200wpm)___ 311(@250wpm)___ 259(@300wpm)
But the last few weeks have been some of the best times I’ve ever had in my adult life. I go to sleep in his arms each night after hours of lovemaking, then he takes me to work and waits around until my first helper gets there, then goes back to work himself, which I don’t understand much of. I know he grows marijuana legally and even makes THC, which is sold online, and when I checked his stats, I was beyond surprised at his net worth because it’s just ridiculous.
Angel claims to be halfway in love with him already from the stories I’ve shared, and truth be told; she’s the one cheering me on from behind the scenes and encouraging me to go for it. Her, Millie Silverspoon, and Evelyn, the last two who are acquainted with him because he moves in the same circles, something I didn’t know.
Apparently, everyone is impressed with the way he takes care of his little sister and the fact that he’d cultivated relationships with the right people so that his sister could fit in with her peers, who were all the offspring of the wealthiest families in the town.
The first real conversation I had with Joy was all about her thanking me for saving her brother. It was her story about the hell she saw him go through when he found out I was married that also helped me to give in and relax and trust him more.
She didn’t seem to be putting me on, and when I shared that bit of news with Angel, she swore that if I didn’t get his ring on my finger soon, she’d do it for me. I’m not sure how she planned to do that, but whatever.
I’m still pinching myself some days because it all just seems too much like a fairytale. I never imagined that I could be this happy after having my heart ripped out. Believe it or not, I never think about my past; it’s as if it never happened. All that pain and humiliation seems to have been buried under the love of Thunder.
I sometimes beg him not to spoil me too much because I don’t want to get used to it, only for it to end. His response was you need to get that little bitch you were married to out of your head. Real men know how to treat their women, and if they’re lucky enough to have the kind of money I do, so much the better. There’s nothing you could ever want that I wouldn’t give.” How am I supposed to walk away from that, I ask you? Just freaking how?
CECILE
I don’t understand why we can’t find this girl. I’ve staked out her family’s house more than once, been by her job countless times, and there’s no sign of her. It’s like she made herself disappear completely off the face of the earth just to be vindictive.
I even tried hiring someone, but he just took my money and disappeared. I’m so desperate I even contemplated taking out a police report because my poor son is suffering, but they weren’t much help when I asked questions about how to go about doing something like that. Apparently, it was perfectly legal for an adult to pick up stakes and leave to hell and back if they wanted to.
I can’t stand seeing my boy living like this like he was halfway to the grave every single day.
Ever since that day a few months ago when we had that blowout, he’s been getting worse. He took a leave of absence from his job and has been holed up in his house ever since, drinking and pigging out on fast food.
The last time I saw him, I couldn’t hardly recognize him; how could a body gain that much weight in just a matter of months? It’s not possible. Not only that, but he smelt foul and rancid, and his house was filthy. It took me three days to clean up the mess, and that scent still lingered.
At least I was able to get him to let Deidre and the baby back in the house with him, but now she’s threatening to take off for parts unknown with the baby if he doesn’t get his act together.
I wished I’d have let her stay here where she was; at least that way, I’d get to see my grandson, but I thought if Dan gave in and let her come back, then whatever argument they’d had couldn’t be all that bad and he’d give in at some point to getting married.
Instead, he’s been ignoring her, but at least he takes good care of his son when he’s not passed out drunk on the couch. Apparently, he’d burnt their bed by the time she moved back in, and I had to go pick out one for them, but he still refused to sleep in it with her.