Revenge After Divorce by Black Rose

Chapter 0086 NICK +25 BONUS I didn't know what to say, what to think. For two days, I have not said a word. Mother blamed Olivia for father's death but we both knew that I was to blame. Today was my father's funeral and as I stared at the casket. My mind tookback to when it all started, Olivia beggingto give her friend a job.

back Sandra tellingall those things about her and showingevidence of her wrongdoing. I wished I could go there and not listen to her. Fire her and make sure she never canywhere near us again. I wish I had protected my wife instead of listening to a stranger. If I had, I would not have sent her to jail.

She would still be whole, and we would be happy raising our son. But I was blind, dumb and naïve. I let my emotions leadand I didn't use my brain. My wife got hurt in prison and her monster of a father killed mine. It was all my fault.

Mother wanted blood; she wanted revenge but how could she want to get it on Olivia when I was the one who started the whole thing. "Nick, it's tfor you to speak" Ethan nudged me. he has been a good friend since this happened. Never leftalone even for a second.

He was the one who made the funeral arrangement because mother and I were out of it. I walked forward and spoke about my father. "James Jones, a good man, good husband, good businessman and a good father. He didn't deserve to die this way. He still had a lot to live for, to see my son grow up, teach him how to play ball like he taughtand teach him how to be a good businessman.

That was the first tI spoke in two days, giving my father's eulogy. I scanned the crowd hoping to see Olivia and my son but they where nowhere to be found. I had hoped she would cand bring Samuel to say his goodbyes to his grandfather.

But I didn't blher for not coming, not after mother attacked her and blamed her for what Luke did. Olivia didn't even know Luke. Ethan cleared his throat taking the paper I had written on and continued with the eulogy.

My mind was not there, I kept looking at father's casket and guilt ateup inside. I was to blame, father laid in that box because of me, why didn't Luke cafter me? that was one question I didn't have an answer to, and I didn't understand why he did that.

The funeral continued until everything was done, father buried six feet under, and only fresh soil remained. I stood there looking at it as if someone was going to tellthat it was a prank, that my father was not dead. "Let's go man." Ethan said.

I appreciated everything he has done forand my mother during this time. He put aside our differences and becmy friend withouthaving to ask. He took charge and made sure father had the best funeral.

"I need a minute alone." He nodded then leftthere going to stand by the car. I took out my phone and dialled Luke. "Nephew! Good to hear from you, beautiful service you had there for your father. You have outd yourself." I looked around but I didn't see anyone besides Ethan.

"Did you receive the flowers I sent? It was the least I could do since I couldn't be there in person." If that was the case, then how did he know about the service? "I want to ask you something.” "Go ahead." His voice was so cheerful, it was annoying, "Why didn't you kill me, why didn't you take your revenge out on me? I was the one who hurt Olivia not my father. Why did you kill him instead of me?" my voice was raised towards the end, and my father paid for it with his life. He didn't deserve it. "Your mother didn't ow what I don't care about that. I want to know why you killed him Chapter 0086 Chapter 0086 NICK #25 BONUS I didn't know what to say, what to think. For two days, I have not said a word. Mother blamed Olivia for father's death but we both knew that I was to blame. Today was my father's funeral and as I stared at the casket. My mind tookback to when it all started, Olivia beggingto give her friend a job.

back Sandra tellingall those things about her and showingevidence of her wrongdoing. I wished I could go there and not listen to her. Fire her and make sure she never canywhere near us again. I wish I had protected my wife instead of listening to a stranger. If I had, I would not have sent her to jail.

She would still be whole, and we would be happy raising our son. But I was blind, dumb and naïve. I let my emotions leadand I didn't use my brain. My wife got hurt in prison and her monster of a father killed mine. It was all my fault.

Mother wanted blood; she wanted revenge but how could she want to get it on Olivia when I was the one who started the whole thing. “Nick, it's tfor you to speak." Ethan nudged me. he has been a good friend since this happened. Never leftalone even for a second.

He was the one who made the funeral arrangement because mother and I were out of it. I walked forward and spoke about my father. “James Jones, a good man, good husband, good businessman and a good father. He didn't deserve to die this way. He still had a lot to live for, to see my son grow up, teach him how to play ball like he taughtand teach him how to be a good businessman." I scanned the crowd hoping to see Olivia That was the first tI spoke in two days, giving my father's eulo and my son but they where nowhere to be found. I had hoped she would cand bring Samuel to say his goodbyes to his grandfather.

But I didn't blher for not coming, not after mother attacked her and blamed her for what Luke did. Olivia didn't even know Luke. Ethan cleared his throat taking the paper I had written on and continued with the eulogy.

and I My mind was not there, I kept looking at father's casket and guilt ateup inside. I was to blame, father laid that box because of me. why didn't Luke cafter me? that was one question I didn't have an answer to, didn't understand why he did that.

The funeral continued until everything was done, father buried six feet under, and only fresh soil remained. I stood there looking at it as if someone was going to tellthat it was a prank, that my father was not dead. "Let's go man." Ethan said.

I appreciated everything he has done forand my mother during this time. He put aside our differences and becmy friend withouthaving to ask. He took charge and made sure father had the best funeral.

"I need a minute alone." He nodded then leftthere going to stand by the car. I took out my phone ar Luke. "Nephew! Good to hear from you, beautiful service you had there for your father. You have outdone yourself." I looked around but I didn't see anyone besides Ethan.

alled "Did you receive the flowers 1 sent? It was the least I could do since I couldn't be there in person." If that was the then how did he know about the service? "I want to ask you something." case, "Go ahead." His voice was so cheerful, it was annoying. "Why didn't you kill me, why didn't you take your revenge out on me? I was the one who hurt Olivia not my father. Why did you kill him instead of me?" my voice was raised towards the end It mademad that I did wrong, and my father paid for it with his life. He didn't deserve it. "Your mother didn't tell your 1?" I frowned. “Tellwhat? You know what I don't care about that. I want to know why you killed him The laughed.

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"Because your mother chose him." I froze. "What?" that cout as a vhisper, and I wasn't even sure he hearduntil he replied. "Your one m mother is the one who chose your life over your father's. It was either you or him and your mother chose you and let him die. But then he died for your sins. Now you get to live your life knowing that your father died because of you."

He cut the call, and I was left standing there shocked by what I heard. Then anger rose from the pit of my stomach could feel my stomach surge like waves at sea as my anger rose with each second I stood there. I hurried to the car; Ethan looked atconfused but I said nothing I was too angry. "Drive!" I ordered as soon as Ethan got into the car. Owen didn't ask questions, he drove. "What is wrong man?" asked Ethan, I turned my head and looked out the window. I didn't want to talk, at least not to him.

When the car stopped in front of the house, I got out and rushed inside with Ethan calling my name. when I got inside, I scanned the room for my mother, and I found her seating on the couch. I went to her and grabbed her hand pulling her towards father's study.

"Nick, what is wrong? You are hurting me!" I paid her no mind. I opened the door to the study and shoved hem Inside then close the door right in Ethan's face then locked it. "Nick! Don't do anything stupid!” Ethan yelled on the other side, but I ignored him I kept my eyes on my mother, reading her face trying to see if she was capable of doing something like that.

"Did kill father?" I blurted. Shock covered her face then sadness followed. "Did you ask him to kill father instead of me?" her lips quivered, and tears spilled from her eyes.

you Answer me!"