Total pages in book: 140
Estimated words: 135652 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 678(@200wpm)___ 543(@250wpm)___ 452(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 135652 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 678(@200wpm)___ 543(@250wpm)___ 452(@300wpm)
My temper spikes, my chest tingling and my stomach twisting as I wrap my head around whatever the fuck this is. “How dare you.” I spit. “I never asked for anything from you, you offered everything willingly. Stop doing this. I’m not leaving, you’re just causing me unnecessary hurt!”
“As you wish,” he laughs cockily. “But when you meet Aisha, don’t say I didn’t warn you.”
My head shakes back and forth angrily, “If she even exists.”
His eyes darken, “She does.”
“Then I’ll calmly explain to her that I don’t believe a word you’re saying!”
“Believe it.”
“What the hell is wrong with you?” I cry, my eyes burning. “I’m going back to bed.”
He shrugs and places the folder in the drawer. Now he has to look at me and I hate the cold stare aimed my way. “I’m not being cruel. I’m being honest.”
“Yet another lie. I won’t accept it. I don’t accept any of the crap you’ve just said.”
“Then don’t accept it,” he shouts, his face turning red with anger. “But if you know what’s good for you and Dillan, you will.”
“Fuck you, Nathan.”
“Language.”
“You can’t tell me what to do anymore,” I laugh incredulously. “You’ve just lost that right. And if you honestly think I’ll be pushed out of my home because of some stupid secret then you’re wrong. Don’t you think this is all a bit backwards? You’re pushing me away when that’s the thing you’re trying to prevent?”
Nathan lets out an exasperated breath, “Now you’re being ridiculous. Listen to what you just said. Why would I push you away to protect myself from your hate?” He has a point. Is he being serious about all of this? I can’t tell anymore.
No. I won’t talk myself into believing him.
Just leave the room Gwen, just leave it and speak to him tomorrow.
“I don’t want to listen to this anymore,” I wipe the tears from under my eyes with the back of my hand. “I’m going back to bed.”
“I don’t want you here anymore Guinevere,” his voice sounds hoarse, dare I say pained? “Take the car and I’ll even pay for Dillan’s private schooling when he’s older.”
I laugh humourlessly and walk to the door, “No thanks.”
“Guinevere…”
“What?” I sigh, my exhaustion sinking into every cell of my body. I no longer have the strength for this. “What do you want now?”
“Don’t fight me on this. Everything I’m saying is the truth.”
“I won’t argue with you on anything anymore,” I look at him straight in the eye. “But I’m not leaving.”
Nothing, not even a flash of emotion. The only thing he does is clench his jaw and his fists.
A sob tears through me as I push the door open and close it gently behind me. Sure, I’d love to slam it but that would be childish. Nathan didn’t abandon me when I needed someone. He stuck by me. I can’t leave him now, not when he clearly needs me.
This is stupid. What’s he playing at? This makes no sense.
Nathan doesn’t come after me and I won’t lie, half of me expected him to. The other half wanted him to.
This is so messed up. Nathan’s right. Oh my god.
Is he really seeing someone else? Why is it that this thought hurts more than the others? Maybe because I’m so used to Nathan circling around me and only me for such a long time. Have I somehow mentally made him my property?
No, I’m just pissed off. I don’t care who he sleeps with.
I’ll be even more pissed off if he chooses her over us. If he so willingly throws us out because of a new fling.
I’m not sure what to do. I’m not sure if I’m right or not. I have to stick this out. I can’t leave him.
Dillan wakes three times in the night, although it doesn’t bother me too much as I don’t sleep a wink. Nathan leaves at seven, way earlier than usual. Is he avoiding me because he can’t be bothered to argue? Or is he serious about it all and can’t stand the sight of me?
I hate him so much for making me feel this way. My anger is trembling under the surface of my skin, causing my blood to boil. Lashing out seems like a great idea right now but for some reason I just can’t. As much as I want to throw things at him deep down I know that he doesn’t deserve it. He’s been so good to me and Dillan. How can I hate him for wanting his life back?
If anything I should hate Caleb for leaving me in the first place.
But what’s the truth? Somebody give me the answers before I drive myself crazy.
Chapter Twenty Three
“You need a break,” Jeanine tells me and she’s right. “You’ve lost weight, you look exhausted.”
I yawn loudly, pretty much proving her words. “Things aren’t great right now.”