Chapter 4: Her ex's stupidity

Joe nods to his secretary and walks into his office. He sights the parcel on his desk as he makes his way towards it. He drops his briefcase on the desk, takes off his outer suits, draps it behind his chair and sits. 

He pulls the brown envelop to him, pulls the content and reads it. When he finishes he marvels at his sister’s ex’s stupidity. 

He takes his phone and makes a phone call. 

After the day’s work, Devon returns home feeling better inside. His lawyer has filed a suit against Kathleen for emotional damages. For sleeping with another man while married to him. He is suing her two million dollars. 

He smirks to himself as he lies down. His ex is going to pay for daring to humiliate him. 

Asleep he dreams that he is a million dollar richer. The next morning he wakes in good spirit. Anticipating his ex’s response. He is not going to forgive her, even if she begs on her knees. He is going to show her no one makes a fool of him. 

She and her lover are going to pay for humiliating him. 

He hums a happy tune as he cleans his teeth. Done, he shaves, and smirks when his smooth square jaw makes an appearance. He admires himself in the mirror, taking in his gorgeous blue eyes that attracts women to him like bees. 

Done with his morning rituals, he dresses for work, going for his grey suit and brown Italian leather shoes. 

As he heads to his car, he calls his girlfriend, asking her to prepare herself to celebrate with later in the evening. 

His jolly tone makes the blonde on the other side suspicious, and she tries to find out what has Devon in good mood, but the brunette decides to keep the mystery until he has heard from his ex. 

Devon walks into his work place with a spring in his step, his expression unusually bright that had his co-workers giving him a second look. He encounters his best friend waiting by his office door. 

“You are awfully cheerful this morning,” Marc comments as he follows Devon into his office. 

“What. Can’t a man be happy without being interrogated for it?” Devon fires back, sounding annoyed.

Marc raises his hand to signify he meant no offense. “This came for you this morning,” he says, dropping a brown envelop on his desk. 

Devon’s heart flips as he anticipates the content of the envelop. He goes to open it, but sees Marc hanging around his desk, and looks up at him. His expression blank. “Is there anything else?” He arched a brow at the taller man. 

Marc gives his best friend a suspicious look. Something is going on with him that he is keeping from Marc. “Nothing,” he says casually, and turns to leave. 

Devon waits to see the back of Marc before he opens the envelop and withdrew the contents. He gives a cursory glance through its contents, by the time he finishes his expression was thunderous. 

“Fuck!!!!” He yells, sweeping everything on his desk to the floor. 

Kathleen just countered sued him for ten million dollars for emotional abuse during their marriage. 

Marc who had been leaning against the door to listen, burst back into the office, and hurries to a furious Devon. 

“What is it? He asks his best friend, who ignores him to pace around his office. His action agitated. 

“Kathleen is suing me for emotional damage,” Devon scoffs in disbelief. He takes his phone and calls his ex. 

Sitting across her brother while they have breakfast, Kathleen’s phone rings. She frowns when she sees Devon’s name on it. 

She goes to pick it, but Joe takes the phone before she could and picks the call. “Never contact this phone again. If you want to say anything speak to our lawyers,” he says coldly into the phone and ends the call before Devon could get a word in. He blocks him when he was done. 

Kathleen looks at her brother confused. “Lawyer?” 

“It is nothing you need to worry about,” Joe flashes his sister a reassuring smile. He is going to deal with her ex. By the time he is done, the other man would regret messing with his sister. 

Kathleen narrows her eyes at Joe, but the stunning man across from her doesn’t bulge. She takes him at his word, and ignores the matter. 

In his office, Devons looks like he just bit a nail. He flings his phone against the wall, while screaming. “How dare she?! 

Watching his best friend’s theatrics leaves Marc in a lot of confusion. “Hey, man! What is going on with you?! A second ago you looked like you won a lottery, and now you are spitting nails.” 

Hands on his waist, Devon faces his best friend, chest heaving in rage. “It is that bitch! She is suing me for ten million dollars!” Devon yells, pointing a finger toward the door as if Kathleen is standing by the door. 

His words doesn’t make sense to his best friend. To his best of Marc’s knowledge his best friend is still married. “Did something happen between you and Kathleen?” 

Devon sits down, and drops his head on his palms. 

Marc sits across from him, leans forward on the desk. “Talk to me, man. What is going on?” 

Devon raises his face and look at Marc, his expression dull. “Kathleen and I are divorced.” 

“Did she get tired of your sorry loser ass and decides to leave you?” Marc teases, with an amused smile on his lips. 

Devon doesn’t find his joke funny. “No. I filed for divorce,” he growls, glaring at his best friend. 

Marc gapes at his best friend. “What?!” 

“I found someone else,” Devon grumbles, looking everywhere, except at his best friend. 

Marc stares at Devon like he has lost his mind. He has always believed that Devon lucked out with Kathleen, and that the brunette is too good for him. 

“Who?” He enquires after Devon’s lover. 

Devon wouldn’t look at him, knowing that his best friend would not approve. 

Seeing Devon’s suspicious behaviour, Marc’s eyes narrows. There is only one woman that would be responsible for his best friend’s behaviour. When it comes to the blonde, his best friend loses all ability to think straight. 

“Don’t tell me it is Lily?!”

Devon’s swollen silence confirms Marc’s suspicious and he gapes at his best friend like he is crazy. “Bro, she broke your heart! Left you at the altar to pursue her career!” 

He couldn’t believe his best friend’s stupidity. 

Devon looks up at Marc, his expression stony. “I do not need your advise or judgement on this,” he says harshly. 

Marc nods, though hurt by Devon’s abrupt tone. “So what is the problem?” 

Devon’s fist clenches as he recalls Kathleen’s audacity. “The bitch is suing me for emotional abuse!” He snarls. 

Marc refrains from making a comment on this, though it surprises him that Kathleen would do such. Kathleen is very quiet, and mild woman with a good heart. This doesn’t seem like her. 

“Did you?” 

Devon’s eyes snaps to Marc, his eyes angry. “Did I do what?” He barks in a sharp tone. 

“Abuse her?” Marc calmly states, not deterred by Devon’s unfriendly manner. Marc had seen glimpses of Devon’s treatment of Kathleen, and wasn’t impressed. A few times he tried to say something, and Devon told him to mind his business. 

His words causes Devon to blow a casket. He flies to his feet, his expression thunderous. “How dare you suggest such a thing! Get out!” He points to the door. 

Marc tries to explain himself, but Devon will not let him. 

“I said get out of my office!” He screams.