Todos os capítulos de Till Divorce Do Us Part: Capítulo 111 - Capítulo 120

ALEXA“You and I aren’t going to be spending another minute in my house, Oscar,” I said, countering Oscar’s statement. “You either leave now or I will call the cops on you,” I threatened.My heart was still beating hard against my chest, and I had a feeling that Oscar knew that I would not be able to call the cops, because my phone wasn’t in my hand and my hand bag was close to him.“Why don’t you want me?” Oscar asked, refusing to move an inch.Of course, he wasn’t moved by my threat, because he was smart enough to see the obvious.I looked around the living room again, trying to see if there was anything close to me that I could grab, because the longer Oscar stayed in the apartment with me, the scarier I became.He hadn’t moved from the position he was since I walked into the living room and found him there. He looked dangerous and creepy, and I was very worried about what he had in mind to do. Besides, no one would break into anyone’s house without the intention of hurting them or

ALEXAI wanted to turn it down. It was in my eyes to turn down Mark’s offer, or no, his directive, but even the cops saw that I was shaking.“I think that would be the best option until your door is fixed and you are over the trauma,” the cop had said.That was the only reason I followed Mark, and I insisted that it wasn’t because I was very scared. Even if Mark hadn’t offered, I would not have slept in the apartment.“He could have hurt me, or even killed me,” I said to myself, shaken to my bones.I have never experienced something like this before, and I worried that I would not be able to get over the fear and trauma soon enough.On the drive to Mark’s house, the house we once shared as husband and wife, we stayed completely quiet. My wrist where Oscar had held me tightly ached badly, and without being told, I knew that it would have a red parch already.I closed my eyes to keep back the tears that were threatening to fall. I didn’t want to cry in front of Mark. It was bad enough

ALEXADonald’s guestroom was beautiful and well decorated, and even more, the bed was plush and soft. The moment I set eyes on it, I wanted to fall on it instantly.“Everything you need is right here, ma’am,” Donald’s help said politely. “But if you need anything else, please do not hesitate to call me with the room intercom,” she said.I nodded in gratitude. “I will put that in mind, thank you,” I told her.The bedroom had an intercom that was close to the bed, which meant that I could call at any time, but I knew that there was no way I would do such a thing. Even though she was a help, she also deserved to sleep at night, and I knew that if it wasn’t for my sudden presence, she would not be up and about her job.“I think you should freshen up and come downstairs for something to eat,” she said.“Uh, no, I don’t think I have appetite to eat anything,” I told her and I meant it.I just wanted the night to be over already.“I am sorry, ma’am, but Mr. Donald insisted that I prepared so

ALEXAI arrived at my store feeling refreshed and better than I thought I would feel. Contrary to my worry, spending the night at Donald’s house had brought me more peace.Donald was a complete gentleman.He didn’t make any attempt to touch me inappropriately or use the opportunity of my presence in his house to take advantage of me. His bed was soft, big, and soothing, and by morning, Donald had ensured that breakfast and coffee were made available for me.Aside from Noelle, I had never felt this protected by anyone before, and it made my heart swell with gratitude.“I am sorry about what happened at your apartment last night,” my secretary told me as soon as I stepped into the store and we exchanged pleasantries.“It’s in the news already, right?” I asked, rolling my eyes.It was impossible not to be in the news once you were already in the spotlight. It came with my career path, and I had already decided to accept my fate.“Yes,” she answered.“I am happy that he didn’t get to harm

ALEXAAfter trying for half of the day to reach Noelle, she eventually picked up her phone.“Please, don’t tell me that you are too busy to talk right now,” I said as soon as the call connected, because that was what she had been saying since she travelled, and I was tired of it.I really needed someone to talk to. To be more specific, I needed my best friend, because everything just felt confusing and overwhelming, especially now that things were beginning to work out well for my business.“I think I can talk for now,” Noelle said, much to my relief. “What’s going on?” Noelle asked.“I got attacked last night,” I blurted out.“What?!” Noelle screamed in shock. “Are you kidding me?” Noelle asked.She became worried and alerted instantly, which was something that I liked about her. I wished that she had also been with me at the time of the incident, because we would have handled it together.“No, I am not, Noelle,” I answered, the weight of what happened to me settling on my shoulders