Revenge After Divorce Novel by Black Rose

OLIVIA

I listened as Marcus and Ethan told me everything that har ned over the past two weeks. I couldn’t believe I missed so much. I didn’t care tha. Nick claimed our divorce was not final and that I was still his wife. I cared about the fact that he did what was best for me and made sure I got the best care. On that one he was thinking Be the Nick I once knew not he monster he became later.

“Thank you, guys, for taking care of me and making sure that my son was safe. Before any of them could answer, the door opened, and Samuel walked in first followed by Lupita and Grandma Susan. “Mama!” he rushed to my bed, Ethan helped him up and he gave me the biggest hug. He must have missed me, my poor son.

“How are you baby?” he gave me a thumbs up and a smile. “Thank you for bringing him, Lupita, how are you grandma?” she waved her hand sitting on the chair next to my bed. “I should be the one asking you that you gave us quite a scare Olivia.”

“Am sorry grandma.” She stood taking something out of her bag. “Here, I made you a nutritious soup, you need it to get your energy back.” My stomach rumbled embarrassing me. I covered my face, and everyone laughed. “Don’t be embarrassed, you were in a coma after all so being hungry is normal.”

She handed me the soup and spoon. It smelled so good. Samuel already forgot about me and was now playing with Ethan. I was glad he had good role models in his life. He was going to need them as he grew. His father won’t be frequent enough in his life for Samuel to learn something from him. I didn’t want him to be.Property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

No matter how good he was when I was in a coma, it didn’t mean Nick Jones has changed. It just meant that he was getting better at manipulating everyone around hìm. he might have showed concerned, and I might have acted bravely around him, but I was far from it. The man was my monster, and no one knew it.

I remember standing in front of him at his parent’s house threatening him with a brave face fighting to get my son back. That day I had shown bravery and was willing to do anything in the world to get my son. For he is my light in the dark world Nick created for me. I had to fight to get my light back or I was going to be lost in the darkness and there would be no more Olivia.

That day my insides were twisted in knots as I faced the monster I used to sleep next to. The monster I used to admire and snuggle to thinking it was my salvation. The monster I grew to love and accepted as a big part of my life. I didn’t know then how dengarnya & could be at how it would one day hurt me in the worst possible way sy fife with Nick was like taking in a wild animal and bringing it into your home and cave it as a pet. You get so comfortable with it that you forget it’s primal nature, you forget that it is a wild animal. You love it and then when you least expect it, it bared its teeth at you showing it’s fangs reminding you of how dangerous it actually was.

That day when he locked me up and refused to listen to a word I said. I had told myself that he still loved me that he was going to remember the good times we shared and remember that I was his heart like he used to call me. I believed he was going to look into the whole thing and come for me.

How naive I was, how foolish! I had forgotten that Nick and I were worlds apart. He was at the top of the food chain, and I was at the bottom and that gave him the power to do whatever he wanted with me and there would be no repercussions for him. No consequence to his actions. Back then I still believed in the law, the justice system and that it didn’t matter what Nick wanted, the law was the law.

That no one was allowed to break it and not even Nick Jones. I had hope that for as long as some one found evidence, that I was going to be freed. But that is a poor man’s wish that the law could somehow protect them but that was far from it.

I was no longer the protected Mrs Jones; I was a criminal from humble backgrounds. and no law was going to protect me from the wrath of the rich Nick Jones. I soon learned that the man was not coming for me and instead. He was punishing me for something I didn’t do. Protecting a woman I once called a friend and forgot about the orphaned girl he called his wife.

Nick broke me and made sure I never forgot who was in charge. Those cages in prison were not safe for me. instead, they were my worst nightmare and those who executed his evil deeds made sure I new where the punishment was coming from.

“Sweet Olivia, what is wrong child, are you in pain?” Grandma Susan asked as her hand advanced towards my face and I moved back confused as to what she was doing. Her hand froze in the air and she gave me a sad look. “I am only trying to wipe your tears before your son sees them child.” I touched my face and indeed, it was wet with tears.

I had not noticed I was crying the whole time. The soup in my hand had gone cold and I wondered just how long I was lost in my thoughts for. “I am alright grandma; I was just thinking.” I gave her a small smiled as I wiped my face.

I knew she didn’t buy what I was selling but it didn’t matter, I didn’t want Nick Jones near me, he was not good for my sanity, but I also knew that if the man wanted to be near me then there was nothing, I could do to stop him. I learned that the hard way.

“I will take them home, you rest now.” Ethan said, he looked at me with sad eyes and I wondered what that was about. He came and gave me a hug then whispered in my ear. “Samuel is fidgeting and looks unsettled. Your emotions are affecting him somehow. Try to remain calm, I will be back, and you can tell me what you need me to do.”