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Chapter 2

Author: Twwoossie
last update publish date: 2025-12-30 15:31:13

I fixed myself as Jax walked to the door.

He hadn't even bothered to wear his vest correctly.

He opened the door as I waited .

I had been anything but patient.

He was the only thing to distract me from my marriage with Lucas.

The only thing to keep me sane .

As if Jax had been arguing with the intruder ,his voice became louder from the whispers I had heard .

A small exchange happened between he and the owner of a

' female voice ?"

Within minutes , a petite girl walked in ,an inch or two shorter than me .

My brows immediately knitted in confusion .

The lady walked with a sense of familiarity, like she'd been here before .

Jax's burning gaze was on her as she led the way .

You'd think it was her house.

Finally noticing me ,the lady stopped and looked at me from top to bottom.

Paying close attention to her ,she looked like a woman in her early thirties .

Looking back at Jax she whispered .

" Don't tell me I'm interrupting something "

Hesitating Jax formed uo the words and told her to leave .

" then you shouldn't have called ,don't you think ?"

I watched as the two exchanged words .

Her words were filled with bitterness ,Jax's were filled with words like sorry and I'll make it up to you

Jax would awkwardly glance at me as if trying to convince me that this was nothing.

The lady infront of me hadn't really shown it but I would've been a fool not to realise that she had been jealous .

Looking back at me once more she said " I'm Sophia ,remember my name .I'm pretty sure we're going to meet alot "

She faked a smile and turned to leave .

Jax held the woman's hand ignoring my death glare and he told her .

"I'll call you " and with that the woman left.

Speechless ,I laughed in disbelief

"Are you going to explain or should I leave as well ?"

He lazily walked up to me .

He brushed the strand of my hair from my face .

He went to kiss my neck but I moved away from him .

" Why don't we just finish were we left off ?" He smiled ,trying to reassure me that whatever the heck I had witnessed was all up in my head.

The vibe ,the way he looked at her ,everything had been real.

" You know what ,I should head home "I say as I grab my bag ,adjusting my long sleeved shirt .

" It's not what you think ,you know " He said stopping me in my tracks .

I forced my eyes to look up at him.and not crack .

" Then what was it? " I asked,starring into his eyes ,trying to look for his lies .

" It was just a one time thing,Jen " He breaks his gaze from mine enough to tell me ...

' he was lying '

I chuckled in disbelief

" A one time thing? " I stare at him puzzled.

He runs his hand through his thick blonde hair .

" okay so yaa ,we fucked two or three times ..."

He admitted

" Two or three times ?"

Finally cracking he held my hand " Jenny ,please "

On instinct I slapped him hard

" Don't touch me with those hands,Jax ! "

Stepping away from him ,I took a deep breathe and looked at him

"The moment the thought of you sleeping with her crossed your mind was the moment you lost me "

I said with utter disgust,turning away from him .

Before I could make it to the door he grabbed my hand

" Jenny ,just hear me out "he says

" No .Looking at you right now is already second hand embarrassment .I need to leave ,Jax " I say ,trying to release his hold on me.

" Damnit ! .You're acting like it's my fault " I stop struggling and stare at him unbelievably.

"Then whose is it ?"I ask ,not for once leaving my eyes from his ." Don't tell me you're implying that I'm the one who brought her to this very apartment and forced you to sleeo with her?" I questioned.

Like a fool he shouted his stupid answer .

" Yes !"

He let's go of my hand and hits the wall out of frustration.

" fuck ,Jen ,you did this to me "You could see the oain in his eyes .

" I love you ,Jenny so much it hurts when you're not around especially when I need you most.I called you the other night and all I wanted was to talk to you .I needed to hear you tell me that I was going to be alright but the moment yoy picked up the phone ,I regretted ever calling you .You started rambling about your father .I get it ,Jenny ,you have a jackass of a Dad and I would love to tell him to go to hell for you but you didn't seem to care for me at all ,how I had been and how things had been going lately not only at work"

He sighed and looked at me ,broken .

" You're not the only one with problems, you know .I tried to act like the man you wanted, and as if everything was fine but it wasn't. So ,yes I got drunk at a bar I barely knew .I drank my sorrows away thinking of you because you're always on my fucking mind.Just when I thought no one would hear me out ,Sophia walked up to me .She listened to me ,something you rarely do nowadays. I get it ,I messed upbut for once it felt good to have someone to listen to you .Yes ,you didn't bring her into my life physically but you pushed me towards her "

And with that silence followed .

I processed each and every one of his words ,trying to understand it all and when I did ,tears welled uo in my eyes .

' Bad Bitches don't cry' I tell myself but it all seemed not to matter looking at a hurting Jax.

I loved Jax and it hurt me to know he was going through hell while I lived my life at home ,at work not even puting him and his emotions first .

It kills me to know I had done that to him .I led him to find comfort in another womans hands .

Comfort I had been too busy to offer .Maybe this was it for us ,our breaking point .

My marriage with Lucas made everything way more compliacted than it already was

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