Chapter 60
-CIRCENN
If I have to kill Charles Dickson and be put behind bars for committing murder. I won’t mind that, because I’ll know my life has been worth living
for one thing
Because right now, my life is a never–ending torrent of chaos and deceit. If I had to distill the essence of this mess into a single word, it would be bullshit – a term that barely scratches the surface of the frustration, anger, and disillusionment I’m feeling. Every moment, every interaction, every revelation feels like a lie, a manipulation, or a betrayal.
Everything used to be under my control, I can make everything and everyone stay under my control, but well I don’t think anything can stay under my control anymore.
Not with Naomi going on to kiss the person 1 freaking hate the most right after we freaking fucked, getting her photos taken.
And to be fucking honest with myself, it’s not the threat and photos that hurts the most. It’s the fact that she went on to do something like this with Charles.
I don’t know why it is hurting so much, but it hurts and I fucking hate that it hurts.
to boil over, threatening to unleash a torrent of fury. I feel
I’m seething with rage, my anger simmering just below the surface. It’s like a pot about to Like I’m teetering on the edge of sanity, my emotions spiraling out of control
The intensity of my anger is suffocating, making it hard to think, hard to breathe. I’m a powder keg waiting to ignite, and I’m not sure how much longer I can contain this explosive wrath.
“Do you really think there’s something going on between Charles and 1?”
Naomi’s voice suddenly tags at my head.
“You’ve got to be fucking kidding me” she yells, her checks getting crimson stained at the end of her words.
“Even a child can tell there’s something going on between the two of you” I seethe angrily.
“You don’t listen to me. You never listen to me. Charles came at and fucking kissed me! That was a first and a last, and unlike those bloody pictures the kiss didn’t even last for a few seconds. So keep sh-
She abruptly falls silent, her blue eyes glazing over as her gaze shifts to something behind me,
Her irises seem to sink deeper into her skull, her pupils constricting as if she’s beholding a specter.
The sudden change in her demeanor sends a shiver down my spine, her quietude more unsettling than her previous anger. I sense a presence behind me, a looming threat that’s captured her attention.
When I turn I see the twins, gawking at us, horror taking over their expression as tears take over their eyes.
“Mommy” Jake softly amidst his tears we stare at them.
I turn back to Naomi and she glares at me before walking up to the boys.
“Mommy, why are you and Daddy fighting? Jake cries. Somehow his cry starts to ignite Blake’s cry and like a practiced choreography, they both
start to wall
Naomi rushes
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to them before I can and buries both of them faces in her skirt.
“Baby. No, never, your dad and I are not fighting, why in the work! would we fight?”
The moment the words leave Naomi’s mouth, their cry worsens.
“Great”
I mutter under my breath and hasten towards them, sweeping them up into a tight embrace, their mother’s presence mere inches away. Naomi looks at me as the boys settle in my arms, their noses now getting soggy with tears.
“Your mom and I can never fight,” I say,
“We were basically just arguing because we can’t decide which water park to go to next,”“”
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Naomi’s eyes flicker at me, and I can tell she’s internally nodding at my perfect excuse.
The boys‘ faces lighten up and I nod at them,
“I’m sorry if our voices were loud. We didn’t mean to yell, your mom wanted us to go to the same water park but I want to go somewhere differem. With lots of ice creams and rides”
The boys looks confused at my words, but somehow they’re slowly buying it.
“I want to go to a waterpark,” Blake snid’s very quietly………
“Whatever you want champ,” I nod at him and then ar jake. “Whatever you both wanı”
Naomi moves closer and gently wipes their tears.
“Save your tears babies, we’re definitely going to a water park soon” she beams as she takes Blake from me.
Jake grins.
“Are we getting another water gun!”
Blake’s eyes lighten up.
I look at Naomi and she nods at them.
“Of course, another water
guan it is”
Their nanny appears and Naomi beckons for her to come take them to their room.
The instant they disappear from view, Naomi and I lock eyes in a fierce stare, our heads jerking towards each other with a synchronized intensity, The air is electric with tension as our gazes clash, the silence between us palpable and heavy with unspoken words.
She s sucks in a deep breath and in a whisper says.
“We’re ending this conversation now all because of them, but do not accuse me of being in a relationship with Charles. And even if I am, it is none of your business. Way to go for scaring the boys“
With her quiet back, she grabs her purse, tosses the pictures out of her way and disappears.
I stand alone, reeling from everything
It’s been ages since I’ve felt shitty with my life.
Everything is crumbling around me, like my world is collapsing.
I know Naomi’s hatred and betrayal to me is somehow a dagger to my heart, she’d rather embrace mys
y worst enemy than give me a glance.
And Kimberly damn it, Kimberly.
couldn’t even bother to end it properly
Our marriage was a legal shamn, a constant reminder of her rejection, because she co
And that kid… that kid who may be mine, it’s a constant kick in the gut, a reminder of her betrayal. I feel like I’m drowning in a sea of despair, my skin crawling with the weight of their contempt. I’m suffocating under the crushing weight of all these
I just want to be away from all these. Go back in time to where Naomi showed up with my boys. Go back in time to where we haven’t fucked and where I haven’t feel like I have this connection to her, where I don’t necessarily have to feel jealous because of these darn photos.
I walk out of the house and get in one of my cars.
With my head all over the place. I take a drive to the only place I can think of.
1 pull up in front of a private bar owned by one of my many acquaintances
One thing I like about this bar and its privacy is its ability to properly function as a human when y
I step inside the bar and get attended to immediately.
you get inside.
In on time, I’m ushered into a cozy, intimate space, a private sanctuary that feels like my own personal haven,
The hostess hands me a metal, and I’m faced with a tantalizing array of drink options, each one promising a unique escape from my turmoil.
From rich, velvety beers to craft cocktails and artisanal teas, the choices are endless. I
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take a deep breath, savoring the momentary reprieve from my emotional storm, and begin to peruse the menu, searching for the perfect libation to soothe my scattered thoughts and nerves,
I finally decide on multiple drinks e ohh alcohol in it. One that is strong enough to drown my sorrow and knock me into tomorrow before I can
realize i
With each sip, the liquor burns down my throat, its potency coursing through my veins. I feel my body surrendering to the intoxication, my senses numbing, and my worries fading away.
The alcohol’s warm embrace envelops me, and I revel in its comforting haze, letting go of my inhibitions and surrendering to its sweet release.
Aknock comes on the door of the booth I am in and the hostess comes in with a long smile.
My body feels hot and I know I am way beyond drunk now.
“Sir” she begins.
I turn to her.
“It’s been an hour since you’ve been here. And you’ve alone. I was wondering if you’d like some company?”
“Company?” I raise my brows.
“Yes” The hostess beams. “We have ladies who are willing to keep you company so you don’t drink alone”
I pause.
I do not need a whore.
“I’m good” I mumble to myself.
“What? Is that a yes?” She asks.
1 snap.
“I have a fucking wife! And kids! And you want strange women to keep me company? Are you out of your damn mind?” 1 yell
“My apologies sir.” She rushes her words and dash out of the place.
Awife!
Who am I kidding? I know a lot of people who are married with dozens of kids but would still take up on her offer.
Only a few months away and my contract with Naomi ends.
I don’t know how to put this, but I hate the idea of being married. But I strictly do not hate the idea of Naomi being my wife.
Gosh I hate this.
What has she done to me?
She’s got me under her fingers and now Charles too.
I grab a bottle and gulp down another drink.
It’s best if we call this sham marriage off.
