Total pages in book: 42
Estimated words: 38168 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 191(@200wpm)___ 153(@250wpm)___ 127(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 38168 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 191(@200wpm)___ 153(@250wpm)___ 127(@300wpm)
I could feel her outside the door, dying to come in and defend herself. Too bad for her HR was just looking for any excuse to get rid of her. There’s no policy on the books that forbids them from dating or even cheating, but like I said, I have friends here.
“So, you see, I didn’t want to make waves. That’s why I think we need to stop. You loved her enough to destroy our family, so I think whatever issues you two are having can be worked out.”
“What are you talking about? I thought the two of us were working on getting back together?” Did you hear that bitch? I’m sure from the gasp I heard, she did. He was oblivious.
“That’s too messy, Justin. We got divorced, remember? And you’re the one who wanted it because you found something else.”
“I never asked for a divorce; you’re the one who wanted it. The one who never gave us a chance or me one to make things better.”
That woman is going to have a heart attack from all these new revelations. You see, for the longest time, she thought that he was the one who had left me. That’s why she’d made such a stink about me and my kids getting the house in the split.
She thought he’d blindsided me after getting all his shit together to take me to the cleaners. I know this because of things she’d said in the past, but I had held my tongue because I like to serve my revenge on permafrost.
She had it all planned out, just like every other two-headed snake like her. She was going to live in my house, sleep in my bed, and probably drive my car as well. If that bitch could live in my skin, she would’ve.
“Look, I just came by to drop these things off. You can pick the kids up from your mom’s this weekend. I think we should not see each other for a while.”
“Like hell. The agreement is that I pick them up from the house, and that’s what I’m going to do, and your ass better be there.”
Did I mention that I studied ancient philosophies just for kicks in college? The one thing I learned from Sun Tzu is to know my enemy. I know that the more I run, the more he’d chase.
In short, I’m going to make him do all the things I thought of doing when my marriage was falling apart. All the things I didn’t do because I had too much pride and also because I’d had enough time to prepare for the loss before serving him the divorce papers.
He was also oblivious to the smirk I gave her upon leaving or the way I played up to his coworkers, who were only too happy to show their dislike of her by fawning over me. I showed pictures of the kids on the way out, which, of course, included the infamous Sunday dinner pic.
Everyone knew she was listening and went out of their way to show their support. That’s right, this part of my plan involves her losing her job either by lashing out when I get to be too much and getting fired or by being made so uncomfortable by the others around here that she had no choice but to leave.
Since I’ve been making these trips on my lunch break and he was no longer leaving his desk every day at lunchtime to disappear, I was hoping she would put two and two together if she had enough brain cells and figure out where he’d been going.
I’m surprised she hadn’t followed him at least once when we were hooking up, but then again, I didn’t know he was cheating on me in the beginning, either. That snake oil salesman thing.
I made sure to turn and give her one last smile before leaving that day, knowing she had a belly full of questions about all that she’d eavesdropped on. If she could read me, she would’ve seen what I was thinking, which was, that’s right bitch, it’s your turn.
CHAPTER 7
I forgot to factor in one thing when working on my game plan: morning sickness. It’s only the sixth week, but that bitch is in full form. I didn’t prepare because I never had it with my other three. This baby was already kicking my ass for my antics.
I patted my stomach and reminded the little shit that no matter how he came to be, I already loved him with all my heart. That didn’t work, he still kicked my ass for the first few hours of each day, and when it wasn’t him, it was his idiot father crawling up my ass.
A lot has happened in the last few days, so let me fill you in. The day after I returned Justin’s things to his place of business, Daisy Dukes turned up the crazy a notch. She started spamming my phone with calls, which I never answered, but I was more than happy to save the voicemails and text messages, which were all threats, for future use.