Chapter18
“Talk about how you’ve been having a secret silent affair with your hoe Boss, talk about how you’ve been enjoying her seduction, or about how many stars shall I rate your porn show with?” She bellowed spatting the very venom I’d injected in her, my heart broke further by her doubts, that
she’d have an idea that I was having an affair with that vile woman.
“I didn’t have an affair with her, Goddamit.” I protested standing my ground, I might have made a mistake in getting involved with her in a momentarily sexual encounter. But I sure as hell wasn’t having an affair with her.
“I don’t fucking believe you,” she fumes her nostrils flaring as she panted. Her anger was a firm
announcement of her resentment towards me.
“You have to believe me, Leo, you have to give me a chance. I swear I wasn’t having any sort of
affair with her.” Slowly inching closer, I placed my hands on her shoulder, she didn’t reject my advances, I pleaded with my eyes, but she didn’t say anything in return providing me with the possibility of conversation.
“You sat there, you fucking enjoyed it.” She sizzles with rage and hatred swimming in everything she is exhibiting, her expression, her eyes, her words.
I closed my eyes for a moment, feeling the thread of patience slipping from my hold, and the terror
of losing her taking over.
“Why the fuck are we still stuck there. Why can’t you act like an adult, sit and talk it out with me? Seems like you were wanting this, wanting us to get a divorce. An easier way out.” I growled tightening iny hold on her.
“So now you want to sit and talk, huh? When were these communication skills buried when I was running behind like you like a puppy, and you were too stressed to care.” Struggling in my arms she
cries out.
“Let go of me, Wilson.” She snarls twisting in my grip. “I don’t want your dirty hands on me.” Her words stabbed my already bruised heart.
“Leave her be,” I heard behind me, that authorising, infuriating voice of her Boss.
I turned around so quickly that I should be grateful I didn’t snap my neck in the process.
“You stay out of this.” I pointed a finger at him. I knew that type of Rich arrogant Men, they think they both own and run the world, acting all elegant but are evil two–faced liars behind their
luxurious curtains.
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He clenched his jaw from where he stood, striding over and disentangling my hold on my Wife in a
swift moment.
“You fucker.” I raised my punch while fisting his expensive collar, but Leona sweeps in between us.
“Stop it.” She yelled holding my fist and moving us some steps farther from that Man by holding me by the shoulder, her touch despite being unintentional steadied me.
All my pain had swerved into wrath at this point, I hated the way he spoke to my Wife, so politely and calmly, like he was attempting to be impressive.
Nasty fucker.
“No matter how angry you are, you don’t disrespect a Woman let alone your wife, Mr McConell.” He addressed his eyes glancing a little lower from my eyes, at my wife. I nudged her behind me.
“You don’t have any right to speak between a couple.” I seethed standing back just because Leo was holding me back.
Before he could give me another gentleman’s speech, Leo stepped in front of me.
“I apologise for the inconvenience Sir, but this is between us.” Apologising on my behalf she implied my point.
The fucker dare to toss me a stern look before leaving the scene.
“How many more times and places are you going to embarrass me, Wilson?” Turning to me Leo quizzed scowling at me.
My already sinking heart dropped lower at her teary eyes. I’ve hurt her yet again.
“I just want to talk to you,” I mumbled hanging my head down.
“My God.” She exasperates fisting her hands on her head like she wanted to rip her hair out and I stood back like the culprit of her actions I am.
“You know what? Let’s see what you have to say, and don’t expect things to get magically back to the way it was before and all fine with your idea of ‘conversation‘.” Agreeing to my selfish demand she taunted, bending both her middle and index finger at me with intense sarcasm, her brown orbs scorching her thin tolerance.
