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Nicole.The bastard! He thinks everything is about him.He’s completely insane if he thinks I still want to be with him. I know I shouldn’t let him get under my skin, but I can’t help it. He has a way of doing it, and I can’t figure out how.I groaned, slumping in my chair and twirling around to avoid passing my rage onto something else.Just this morning, the idiot upset me three times, and I can already tell it will put me in a bad mood for the rest of the day.I rubbed my forehead, startled by my phone ringing. I fumbled around looking for it, letting out a few curses when I couldn’t locate it quickly. I was at the edge of my patience and ready to lash out at whoever was calling, but that changed when I saw who the caller was.“Hi, Chloe! I didn’t think you’d want to speak to this oldie,” I joked, smiling even though she wasn’t there.Her call helped release some of the tension in my body.I didn’t hear anything from her, so I pulled the phone down to check if the call had disconne
Jackson.When mom brought the suggestion of me taking the matter to court, and doing what needed to be done because they are also my children, I kicked against the idea because like I said before I wouldn’t do anything right now that would take away the flimsy trust she was having in me.I didn’t want to do it, I didn’t want to take this to court but after trying to call her, text her to gain an audience with her without receiving a reply from her, I knew I no longer had any choice.I had a long thought about it last night and came up with a decision, the next thing I knew was calling my lawyer and getting him to go over the process.I have the right to be in my children’s lives.I have the right to be called Dad by them.Nicole shouldn’t take that from me just because we are divorced.So after knowing the papers were sent to her this morning, I stayed in my office waiting for her to come bursting in.Which she did hours later, but I never thought I would feel so bad seeing her ask wh
Laura. He has a child—no, children. Two children. He has two children with that bitch. He has two children with that whore, and he’s ready to bring them home. He wants to make peace with her and bring those kids into this house, but I’m not going to let that happen. The last thing I want is to add another barrier to my plan. I paced around the room, running my hand through my hair every single second as I tried to come up with a solution. I wasn’t going to let this happen. Jackson should know better than to do this to me. He wanted a child back then, so I did everything possible to give him one. I made sure he had a child, even though I hate that child with every fiber of my being. I gave him a child, and this is how he wants to repay me? By bringing that woman’s children into the house? The sound of my phone ringing snapped me out of my thoughts. I blinked and walked over to my bed to grab my phone. I frowned when I saw who was calling, but I picked up any
Nicole.He slowly looked down at the paper on the table before picking it up and reading through it.“I see you have gotten the papers,” he started and then paused.“Is there something wrong with it? Do you need me to be clear about it?” He asked looking confused and right there it’s taking everything I have for me not to smack his face.“Do you think this is a joke?” I asked, angrily leaning against the table as I stared at him.He leaned back against his chair and shook his head,“I don’t think this is a joke, Nicole. I mean you wouldn’t be here if it were.” Again, with that stupid teasing tone.I closed my eyes, muttered a low word to keep myself calm before snapping them open.“Why?” I asked, pulling back from the table.He looked at me with a frown.“Why did you do this? Why did you take this to court when you could have just acted like you never knew? Why would you try to know them this way? Why? Why Jackson?” I asked, pissed over the moon to care that I’m calling his name.He g
Nicole. I knew something was wrong as soon as I walked into the living room. Mom's face was sullen, while Theodore looked angry as he stared at a piece of paper in his hand. They didn't notice me at first to show how alarming whatever they were talking about before I came in was. “Is everything okay?” I asked, walking toward Mom. I noticed the moment Theo tried to hide the paper, and it didn't slip past me. “Nicole, are you ready for work?” she asked, staring at me as if she didn't remember me telling her that I would be going to the office today. Today marked the fourth day since the party, and ever since then, I hadn’t been able to leave the house because of my kids. With each passing day, it felt like the time was drawing nearer and nearer, and I could sense it. I could feel it in my bones that trouble was about to start. So last night, I thought I had had enough; I wanted to go out and do something. Staying at home with the kids won't stop whatever he might be planning
Nicole.I looked from the lady to Rowan and then back at the lady again. She stared plainly at me, not moving or trying to say anything.What on earth do I need her to say? I mean, it’s not like I caught them in an awkward situation or doing anything; they were just talking.“I... I just came to let you know I’m ready to leave, but if you aren’t done here, I’m willing to wait for you in the car,” I said, preparing to turn and leave.But Rowan called me back, saying, “No, I’m done here.” He glanced at the lady, who, for the first time since I arrived, showed an emotion.“No, we aren’t done here, Rowan. I still have a lot to talk to you about,” she insisted.Rowan shook his head. “I’ve listened to what you have to say all night, and I think I’ve heard enough. Let’s go, Nicole.” He grabbed my hand and gently pulled me toward the car.I couldn't help but look at the lady, who was still standing where she was, staring at Rowan with shock visible on her face.I looked back at Rowan as he op