Revenge After Divorce Novel by Black Rose

NICK

I was scared out of my mind when I saw him like that. Olivia was right, I shouldn’t have taken him away from her. He was not even with me for an hour and that happened. My son was not safe with me. As much as I wanted to be with him and take him away from his mother. I didn’t think it was a good time to do so.Property belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.

I did not trust the woman who claimed to be my sister. Father was too blind to see it, but I was not. She did something to my son and I was going to prove it. One way or another, I was going to prove that the woman had ill intensions towards us. Maybe she still held a grudge for what mother did to hers.

But to take that out on my innocent boy was something I was not going to tolerate. She could do anything she wanted to me, mother or father but not my son. He had nothing to do with all this. Her anger should be directed at the people who wronged her not my son. I watched her finish her coffee and throw her empty cup into the trash.

She turned a corner, and I left the others and went to take that cup. I ran straight to the lab downstairs. “Where is Mark?”

“Here!” he yelled from the back. I walked to him and placed the cup on his desk. He took it and shook it. “Okay, I guess you didn’t bring me coffee, so what’s with the cup?” he asked. “I want you to compare the DNA from that cup to mine.” He raised an eyebrow but knew better than to ask questions.

“Since you came here by yourself and not Given or Owen, I am guessing you want the results as soon as yesterday, correct?”

“You know me too well.” I told him then turned and left. I needed to find out for myself from my own people that the woman was who she claimed to be. Then figure out why she targeted my son. Getting back to Samuel’s room, I found Olivia on her own sitting next to his bed holding his hand.

I walked in and she didn’t even turn to look at me. it hurt to see how much I didn’t matter to her. As much as I was angry with her for what she did. I still wanted her to be innocent, but she kept showing me that she was far from being the woman I thought she was.

“You can take him with, and I will not try to take him again.” She scoffed.” It’s funny how you think I needed your permission after what happened. You can try and take him away from me again, but I will take you to court this time and see what judge in their right mind would give custody of a child to a man who let something like this happen to him.”

My heart broke, she thought I let this happen to our son. Maybe she was right, maybe I was to blame. If I hadn’t taken him, maybe none of it would have happened. “You might be right; I will not take him again. I will wait for you to allow me to visit, I will not come without your permission.”

Maybe she was not as bad as I thought. Maybe I overreacted because of what she did. Maybe she was the better parent. My son didn’t even know I was his father, he kept calling me Uncle Nick and claimed that his father was Ethan.

It hurt but if he looked up to Ethan as his father then I couldn’t have asked for a better man to play that role. My friend and I might not see eye to eye from time to time, but he was the best man I have ever known.

“Olivia, where did we go wrong, how did we get to this point that now we see each other as enemies, what are we fighting for, why are we fighting each. other for?” I didn’t know anymore; she and I were supposed to be a family. But we were fighting each other. She turned to look at me and that look sent a chill down my spine.

She gave me a look I didn’t understand, I didn’t know if I could call it hatred or disappointment or anger. Maybe it was a mixture of all those things. It made me think back to the house when she threatened me. she said she would tell the world what I did to her even the things I pretended not to know.

What was it that happened to her that she thought I was responsible for? Maybe if I knew that then I would know why she was fighting me so much. Are you really asking me that, Nick? As if you don’t know or you just want to further make a fool out of me?”

Well, that answer alone told me that she was never going to tell me what she thought I did. But I was going to find out, I needed to know what she was talking about to be able to understand. “I will be outside.” I walked out not wanting to make her angrier than she already was.

Just as I rounded a comer, I saw that woman talking on the phone and it sounded heated. I took another comer wanting to be close to her to hear what she was saying. The woman had secrets, and I wanted to find out what they were.

“Well, you were taking long doing your part that I had to do some demonstration to show them that I can make their lives miserable.” What was she talking about, was she talking about us and what she did to my son? I fumed in anger.

“Then do your part and I won’t have to do it again. But I will not wait forever, want to see results, or I am stepping in and taking over. Remember, If I take over, bad things are going to happen, and you wont like it. I don’t want to be at odds with you little sis, but I will risk that if you don’t come through.”