Chapter 8

Ethan’s POV

“It’s been two weeks since she left, and I’ve had the best times with you, and I want this never to end, Ethan. You’re the man of the hour, and she’s boring. She’s nothing without you.” Serene muttered, trailing her fingers on my chest. 

It was a fun night, and it ended with her showering me with praise, which I found very soothing to my ears. 

“She’s an urchin who reeks of poverty, if she comes back begging…”

“Don’t even mention that you’re going to accept her back. If you do that,t I’d take my daughter and leave you for good, don’t you dare, re Ethan.” She chimed in, sounding it as a warning. 

“I can’t trade my daughter for her. She’s nothing to me, oh, me Serene. There’s no reason for you to be worried. If she comes back, I’d make a mockery of her in public and send her away for good.” I kissed her forehead after letting her know my plan if she eventually returns. 

“I can only imagine how she would crawl back to the hole where she is right now.” Serene chuckles as she gets up from the bed. She strolls to the window. 

She was enjoying the view of the pack. She let out a soft sigh and turned to me. 

“One day, you’d be king over this pack, and I’d be your queen. We might be kind enough to give your ex-wife a job at the castle. She could be a cleaner or a chef.”

“A chef, preferably because her food tastes good.”

“Tastes better than mine, right?” She hissed and stopped looking at me, closed the window, and stormed into the washroom. 

I don’t have to go after her because of what I said. It’s true, her food tastes better. They can’t be compared. Crystal’s skills are over the roof level, and she’s down below my feet. 

“If you always loved her meals, you shouldn’t have divorced her. Now you make me feel like I’m forcing you to eat mine.” She declared, leaving the door open ssoI could see her. 

“Your meal tastes good, speaking of which. You have to make breakfast.”

“The maids can handle that, Ethan. I haven’t even gotten my hair and nails done, and you want me to make breakfast for you.” She pretended to fall so I could catch her, which I did. 

I’d try not to get pissed by Serene Sinclair because she’s so dramatic…

“You want money for your hair and nails, and yet you don’t know your…”

“When you had my legs above my head, you didn’t see that as a responsibility, right? Do you know how many minutes I stayed in that position just for you? Don’t test my patience, Ethan.”

“Watch your tone when you speak to me, woman.” I snapped, making her shudder, er and at the same time, she kept mute and curled herself in the sheets. 

She always pushes me to this stat,e and when it erupts, she acts like she did nothing. Typical Serene. 

“You should get up on your feet because we have a lot to achieve together, Serene. I’m going to take a shower.” I untied my robe in her presence and turned my back on her, heading to the washroom. 

After a few minutes of meditation under the hot shower, I feel Serene’s hands crawling around my chest. She was standing behind me, 

“You want to shower without me, Ethan? That’s absurd. It doesn’t even sound right to the ears. We’re a couple, so we’re meant to do everything as one.” She talked right under the shower, caring less about the water trickling down her face. 

I didn’t respond to her words. Rathe,r I planted a soft kiss on her lips;s, she wanted more than the kiss, but I had other plans in mind and not pleasure. 

“This is one of the reasons why I don’t like you.”

“You don’t like me?” 

“I don’t mean it that way,y but you’re soft this minute and next minute you’re like a brick wall that’s hard to bring down.” She hissed and picked up the sponge. 

“Let me help you.” I offered to help wash her body,dy but she declined, making me believe that she was doing all this because I refused her advances. 

“I have two working hands so I can use them; I don’t need your help, Ethan.”

“I insist.” I tried to reach for the sponge in her hand, hoping she would give it to me willingly, but instead she pushed her hands backwards. 

You’re making it harder for me, Serene. We’ve got a lot to handle today. I have to go meet my lawyer and find a way to make Crystal’s life more miserable than it already is. 

“You don’t want it anymore?” Serene brought my mind back to the reality of still standing in the shower with her. 

“I do.”

“What are your thoughts, sweetheart?” She knew I was battling with my thoughts after waiting for me to collect the sponge from her, but I didn’t until her voice dragged me from my introspection. 

“I’d like to make Crystal’s life more miserable.”

“I love that word; it sounds just like you, Ethan. I’d give you all the support you need to make her life more miserable.” She roared in laughter as she handed the sponge to me after much persuasion. 

I washed her body, and she returned the same favor and even wanted to help dry my body, but I refused and wrapped the towel around my waist. 

I was surprised to see my daughter sitting on the bedside of my room.

“Good morning, Dad. Where is Momm?” Talia inquired about Crystal, and it made me sick to the stomach; even Serene was shocked to hear her call Crystal mom. 

“What did she just say?”

“Where’s mom? I haven’t seen her in a week, and no one has opted to read bedtime stories for me,e but mom does that every day when she returns from work.” Talia explained why she was in search of Crystal. 

“I’ll have one of the maids handle that responsibility, your mother is here, Talia. Let’s go.” Serene carried her in her arms and trudged out of our bedroom. 

How dare she call Crystall mom? That lowlife would never be a mother; she’s nothing but an empty vessel walking on a thread line. 

Expect nothing but pain from me, Crystal Sinclair. This is just the beginning.