Chapter 11
HIRDIE
“Tell me this is some kind of joke,” Eric asked with astonishment.
It was more than obvious that he couldn’t believe his eyes, which made everything more pleasurable and enjoyable.
“What do you mean by that Matteo was already beside me and our hands were joined, he looked at the joint hard and his face broke into an
unfortunate odie.
“I don’t know what I had been expecting from you, you always wanted everything I hurl, and now my wife! You
Your ex–wife” I corrected him immediately, if he had forgotten what happened, then I had in open his head and look into that skull for him to know exactly what went wrong
“I don’t care, you were once marned to me, 2 months ago, you were my wife, and noor you want me to comfortably sit and allow this to happen?” He looked like he was scared by the information that was flowing around, it was alla pretense, and remembering what he did to me made the blood in my skin bail so hard and fast.
“Oh you don’t want me with your brother, but you knocked my sister up, can we talk about that?” I’m holding myself up, Manes could feel the change that was suddenly building up inside of me as he pressed his hands to my mind.
“We don’t owe you anything, and a few minutes ago you were all about the blessings you wanted to give to me, not that I need anything from you, but thank you.” Matteo said as he held my hands more, pressing them gently.
came through his head wa
“That is before I thought you hooked up with my wife, was that why He gasped as his e
eyes widened, whatever that came t sick as he was.
“I don’t have to stand here and listen to any bullshit you were about to sprout, but just so you know, this is the woman I intend to marry, so you all have to deal with that.”
With that, Matteo held my hand as we both turned around and walked out of the house. And escaping with it is the thickening of the atmosphere that I don’t want to give a damn about because it isn’t worth it at all.
“How do you think that went!” He said too enthusiastically as we got into the house.
There was nothing to be happy about this, the drive to this place made me more furious as I recounted what had happened.
My silence must have spoken to him that I didn’t want to talk right now, especially not about him
“He isn’t paying enough for the way I want this to go. I want his life to be ruined forever, that is precisely what I want.”
The silence stretched, and the longer it took, the more my anger was boiling to a full point.
“Here you need this.” It was a bottle of whiskey, he was handing it to me
I took it from him, but that was not what was on my mind, I needed to think straight
“You said you were looking more into the two companies that he established” Lasked Matteo, and he nodded. “What did you find about it and when can we have him questioned”
Considering we had just been on this yesterday, it felt like I needed to do it very soon, as I hated the very smile on his face and didn’t want the freedom that came with him moving around.
“Everything is working alright, I have put some people on it, and you do not have to worry about this, I will make sure he doesn’t enter next week the same, it’s a promise,” He said.
Somehow I know that I trusted his words and that we were doing this together, which means I didn’t have to worry because he will make sure that Eric gets exactly what he deserves.
“So take your mind off it and relax, okay?”
But there was no relaxation, no relaxation when I knew the person who turned me into another version, the worst version of myself, was moving around claiming whatever the hell he wasn’t.
The ringing of my phone brought me out of the deepest thoughts that crowded my mind, it was Joyce.
Gone are the days when I saw the call from my sister and felt any sort of excitement. I never for once, thought she was envious of the life I had and
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wanted it to be.
Now Fan taking her calls, even though I hated it so
“Why are you calling me?” I snapped as soon as I picked it up.
“You can’t seriously be considering marrying Matteo, Eric told me what happened today?
The guts of her to even say this to me.
“If you called me because you want to rant about what I don’t give a fuck about, then get the hell out of my phone, what the hell is your problem Do I look like I give a fuck about what he said to you! Do not ever try this again” Pressing the end button, I am so pissed, where did the brain of my sister go? When did she turn into this kind of person that I have no idea who she ist
“What was that about?” Matteo sneaked around me as he had been looking at me as I had the phone to my ears trying to make sense out of the rubbish she had said with her mouth.
“She thinks she can do whatever she likes, she ruined my life and now thinks she has advice to give me? The guts of her” Snagging the whiskey off the table, I took a full swing of it right to my mouth.
I was gulping it down like it was filled with water when his hand rushed towards my mouth and dragged it off.
“I think that is enough.” He said, taking it away from me.
“No, I need that.” I am trying to protest, the hurt my chest is feeling is so much and all I wanted to do was drown myself so it all goes away.
The tears are dropping, my chest is burning, and I feel like dying
I want them to go
away, all the pain, but somehow they keep coming to me, stronger and stronger.
