Revenge After Divorce by Black Rose

Chapter 0107 NICK Sandra was crazy, out of her mind. The way she just spoke as if we were together. Like nothing happened. Was just...I don't know, crazy. But her crazy gota second chance and I used it. Sending her back to the psych ward and leaving her screaming my nas I left. But with her, I was not going to make the smistake I did with Olivia.

I was going to check on her every chance I got to make sure she was getting what she deserved. She played with the wrong person. She thought she was smart when she playedlike that, makingsend my wife to jail for nothing and gettingto abandon her in there. Whispering in my ear and like a fool I listened.

Not again, I leamed my lesson and Sandra was going to pay. Luke was going to get out of my life and I could work on getting my wife back. We had lost a lot of tbecause of everything Sandra did, and I didn't want to lose a minute more. I hurried to the third floor hoping to see her so I could explain everything to her.

My plans for Sandra and how I planned on making it up to her for everything I did in the past. She could nanything, and I would do it for her. I would give her the world if she demanded. Olivia was my heart, and I had been living without my heart for a very long time. I needed to get it back so that I could be complete.

When I got to the third floor, I rushed to Marcus's ward and when I got closer. I saw Ethan standing there. I fumed in anger; the bastard didn't listen even when I gave him the beating of his life. Well, it wasn't that bad because I wasn't at full strength, but he should have gotten the message.

"What the hell are you doing here?" I asked as soon as I got to him. he turned to look at me. his eyes red as if he were crying. My anger subsided and worry covered my face What could have happened to him, was Marcus dead. God! That would be best.

Before I could ask what was wrong, I heard moans. I frowned looking at Ethan. He didn't say a word but looked back at the door. No! this cant be happening. "Ethan?" I didn't know what I was calling him for, that could not be Olivia.

That could not be my wife. It couldn't, she wouldn't. Ethan sniffed still looking at the closed door. My knees grew weak, and I found the closest thing to balance with. No, Oliva no. my chest tightened, tension gathered on my shoulders. No! The moans got louder and louder. They were drivingcrazy! That was my wife, in there. No! she couldn't. Ethan." My voice cout as a whisper. My friend looked atwith pity in his eyes but the longer he looked at me, pity turned to anger.

Ir "This is all your fault?" I raised an eyebrow but said nothing, whatever he was thinking was not important. My wife was in there with another man as I stood there listening to her moaning in pleasure. He didn't know what something like that did to a man...

With each moan and the louder she got. The more broken I became. Yeah, he was right, it was my fault that I ended up in that situation, listening to my wife being pleasured by another man. I was stupid and took her for granted. Look atnow.

"Because of you," he chuckled. "I... Nick, I have never hated you more in my life than I do at this moment. You and I are done." He said then walked away. I didn't care what he thought of me. he wanted my wife as badly as I did, and he was not going to get her.

I am happy about that, but it seemed I was losing her too. That part hurt like nothing I have ever felt before. Worse than when she toldthat she hated me. when she stayed withwithout complaining a few days ago. I was happy.

T I thought we were making progress, I guess I was wrong. "How do you feel?" I didn't have to turn to know who +25 BONUS Chapter 0107 that was. "Must hurt, huh?" he said, and I wished I could pinch him in the face. But he was still my father-in-law. "Oh, well. You brought it all upon yourself and I am happy that my daughter finally saw the light and got the hell away from you." He said then pattedon the back before walking away whistling. I wanted so badly to move away from that door. Leave and pretend I didn't hear what I was hearing and work on getting her back. But my feet felt like cement, heavy and rooted to the floor.

I couldn't move. The way she was moaning, I wondered where the hell the man got strength from. "Them people who shot him should have finished the job." I found myself saying out loud. I would have delt with Olivia's cries after he was dead and not whatever was happening behind that door.

It hurt; my chest hurt. I wished I could open it and let fresh air in. I felt like it etter if holid would get better if kdid that, wounds that were on the inside hurt worse than those on the outside because at least those could still get sair.

father said that toonce. My I thought the man was crazy but now I believe he was right. My chest burned and I wished to get sair in there to sooth the pain. Or for my wife to cout and tellshe was just playing a prank to get back at me. anything to make the pain go away.

Soon, the moans stopped, and I waited patiently for her to cout. Forto see her and explain m everything to her maybe then she would cback to me. I was willing to forget about what I heard and take her back. But when the door finally open and her eyes met mine. I knew it was over. There was no regret in her eyes, no shin seeingstanding there. Nothing. She just said hello then walked away.