All Chapters of My Husband Wants An Open Marriage, Now I'm Dating His Boss: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Harvey's Pov “It's not like that, Gigi. I know Derek has been acting weird these days but he promised me he won't do it anymore. I'm not getting a divorce, Gigi. I don't want to divorce Derek, I love him.” I said to the phone, trying to juggle holding shopping bags and my handbag all in one hand. “Are you crazy, Harvey? He wants an open marriage! He told you that himself! If it's not because he wants to fool around with that bitch Olivia, why would he want an open marriage? Can't you see how close they are, it's not normal for a married man to be this close to another woman. Did you forget that he asked you to go out in the rain to buy medicine for that woman while you were sick yourself?!” I rolled my eyes at her while trying to keep down the cough that was beginning to bubble in my throat, “And I told you it's not like that. Olivia is just a friend and she's also his coworker. It's normal for them to be that close. Besides, she helps him out in the office, if she's sick, it would

Harvey's Pov My mind raced. One month ago was exactly when Derek had suddenly suggested we have an open marriage. It was also exactly when he started giving endless excuses about why he was too busy to ever come to the hospital with me. He hadn't been too busy at all. He had been coming to this very hospital, week after week, holding another woman's hand. “I know, right?” the other nurse chimed in, giggling. “You can tell he really loves her. He looks so proud.” Down the hallway, Olivia said something that made Derek chuckle. He leaned down and tenderly kissed her on the cheek. At that moment, Gigi’s voice screamed in my head. “If it's not because he wants to fool around with Olivia, why would he want an open marriage? Can't you see how close they are?! Open your eyes and look at what's right in front of you, don't be stupid.” She had been right. She had been right all along, and I had defended him. I had insulted my best friend to defend a monster. Thinking about this, ang

Harvey's Pov He turned around, grabbed his coat, and walked toward the front door. “Shit. This whole thing is making me angry. I’m going out for a drink. Try not to make a mess and call the ambulance after she's dead.” The door slammed shut behind him.I lay on the floor, my breath shallow, my body growing weaker by the second. I couldn't move my arms. Then, I felt someone kneel down beside me.Olivia. Ever since I found out about all of this, she hadn't said a word. She looked down at me, a cruel, mocking smile on her face. She raised her hand and slapped my cheek, not hard, but enough to mock me, to humiliate me in what I knew were my final moments.“Look at you,” Olivia whispered, her voice dripping with venom. “You stuck-up bitch. Always acting like you were some prim and proper princess, looking down on everyone. Well, look where that got you.”She leaned in closer, her eyes gleaming with malice. “Unfortunately for you, you’re going to die here. And once you're gone, I will beco

Harvey's Pov In an instant, Derek’s face drained of color. He completely forgot about me, pushing me out of the way so hard I nearly lost my balance.“Olivia!” he screamed, scrambling over to her and dropping to his knees. He hovered over her frantically, his hands trembling as he touched her cheeks. “Olivia, are you okay?! Let's go back to the hospital so they can give you a checkup.” Olivia whimpered, tears dramatically welling up in her eyes as she squeezed her eyelids shut. She gripped Derek’s collar, shaking her head weakly.“No... no hospital,” she whined, her voice small and trembling like a fragile little bird. “I just want to go home... Please, Derek, take me home...”She slowly lifted her tear-stained face, turning her pathetic, innocent gaze toward me. Acting like the victim, she looked at me with wide, pleading eyes.“Harvey... please,” Olivia begged softly, clutching her stomach tight. “Please let Derek take me home... I’m so sorry for causing trouble between you two...

Harvey's Pov The man blinked, staring at me for a split second before a quiet, deep chuckle rumbled in his chest. His lips parted slightly, showing off those sharp canines again. Instead of correcting me, he set his glass down on the counter and leaned back, resting an arm on the bar."An escort?" he repeated, his tone laced with amusement. "Is that what you think?""It's obvious!" I insisted, nodding my head vigorously, though the movement made the room spin a little. "You're... you're very high quality."“I'm thankful that you think of me as high quality.” He smiled, a dark, dangerous spark glinting in his eyes. "But, aren't you going to go home soon? It's getting quite late, your husband would be annoyed to see that you're still out by this time.""Home? Husband?" I scoffed loudly, throwing my hands up in the air. "No! I'm not going home!" I declared, my voice carrying a bit too loudly over the music. "Why would I go back to that awful place? To a husband who treats me like garbag