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Chapter 34

"Why did you leave me?"

I stare at him dumbfounded, refusing to believe he had no clue what he did.

"Why Olivia? Answer me, why did you leave me and serve me with those divorce papers?" He questioned, starting to sound annoyed that I'm only looking at him and not answering.

"Did you at least sign it?" I finally decide to ask, as I'm curious and never followed up with my lawyer because I was too scared, he would be able to trace me.

"The fuck you mean? Are you fucking with me, Olivia? It's, till death do us part or did you forget your fucking vows? Do you think I will allow you to be with anyone else? I'll kill any man that dare to or attempt to take my place in your life" he threatened, as he gave me an intimidating stare, indicating he's dead serious, but what right does he have after what he did?

"You cheated, you thought I would remain the submissive, sweet, innocent wife that would throw a blind eye to the shit you were pulling on me in the home we shared" I stated, now fully over his bullshit. I could see his face drop before closing his eyes for a few seconds.

When he opened them again, you could clearly see the pain and regret in them "Olivia, so help me, I never cheated on you! I would never do that to you. Please, just let me explain everything to you then it will make sense" he begged, pulling his hair out of frustration.

"You didn't even talk to me before you left, nor did you discuss things before taking such drastic measures by just leaving. Do you think I married you for fun or that what he had was a joke? I fucking love you, Olivia! Do you know what I went through the last few months while knowing you were in danger. The fact that you left and someone could hurt you and that I wouldn't be able to protect you because I had no clue where you were? I was worried sick. Why are you just staring at me? Say something! I want answers!" his voice broke, uttering the last part. Why would he get so upset and become and emotional mess, as if it was me that was fucking everything up. I'm flabbergasted that I'm being blamed for his adulterous tendencies. Gaslighting to the highest degree.

"While I was a pot plant in your house..." I started, but he decided to interrupt me midway.

"Our house, Olivia!" he shouts, as the spit came flying out of his mouth.

"Can you talk like a normal human being and stop shouting at me before my neighbors call the cops" I remind him.

"I don't give a fuck about the cops and your neighbors" he spit out, getting up and walking to one of the other couches. Sitting wide legged with his elbows on his knees and his face resting in the palms of his hands. I almost feel sorry for him or the fuck not.

"Sorry for interrupting you. Please continue" he said, blowing a frustrated breath as he looked at me expectantly.

"You were ignoring me and I didn't know what I did to be treated the same way my dad and his wife use to treat me. Like nothing. It seems I went from bad to worse. At least they made it clear where I stood with them, while you were too busy ignoring me and screwing your ex in the house you claim to be ours. There was a reason I moved out of my dad's place and I told myself that I would never allow anyone to make me feel like nothing again. I tried countless times to ask you what the issue was but you never picked up your phone or you ignored me and said you were busy. I was not wanted there and the fact that you ignored me while galivanting with that bitch was the straw that broke the camel's back. I heard the conversation between the two of you. I drew the line because there was no way in hell you did not cheat on me after I saw how you two were touching each other. So, before you dare blame me for leaving your ass, think back at your actions and don't you ever, ever gaslight me again" I ended my rant. He sat there with his mouth half open.