Unhappily Married by; Rachel N.

Part 13

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

"You really take joy in humiliating someone, huh?" Temin asked, her eyes flashing with anger as they walked down the hallway of the fashion school.

Nikita smirked, her eyes gleaming with amusement. "Like you didn't do the same to me when I told you about Xavier and I. Besides, Wyatt has to know before he gets all delusional about liking me or something," she said, her voice dripping with sarcasm.

Temin's face reddened with embarrassment. "You have no idea what you've done, Nikita. I can't even go home to Wyatt now. I'll die from embarrassment. All because of your leaking mouth," she said, her voice trembling with anger.

Nikita's smirk faltered for a moment before she recovered. "Oh, come on, Temin. Don't be so dramatic," she said, her voice laced with condescension.

Temin's eyes narrowed, her voice dripping with venom. "Really? So if I tell everyone here that you've been married for four years but it was only recently you slept with your husband, would you be happy about that?" she asked, her eyes glinting with malice.

Nikita's eyes widened, her face paling as she realized the threat was real. She knew Temin was capable of spilling her secret, and the thought sent a shiver down her spine. She tried to calm Temin down with sugarcoated words, her voice dripping with sweetness.

"I'm sorry. I know you said not to say anything, but after hearing his confession, do you think I would still be comfortable around him?" Nikita asked.

Nikita shrugged, her expression unapologetic. "I had to throw something at him, so he'd have something else to think about. And looking at the bright side of it, he'll begin to see some girlfriend qualities in you now that I mentioned you like him," she said, her voice dripping with sarcasm.

Temin's face reddened with frustration. "This isn't a movie or a soap opera, okay? Stop trying to manipulate people's emotions," she said, her voice firm.

Just then, Joanne stormed towards them, her face twisted in anger. "You must have had a very good laugh, huh? You really want to get on my nerves, don't you?" she spat, her eyes blazing with fury.

Nikita raised an eyebrow, her expression nonchalant. "I have better things to do than do that," she said, her voice laced with boredom.

Joanne's eyes narrowed, her finger pointing at Temin. "You put your little rat of a friend here up to it, didn't you?" she accused, her voice venomous.

Temin's eyes flashed with anger, her hand grasping Joanne's finger. "Where are you pointing at, you piece of shit?!" she exclaimed, her voice loud.

Joanne yanked her hand away, her face reddening with rage. "Let go!" she yelled, her voice echoing through the hallway.

The commotion drew a crowd, students gathering around them, their eyes wide with excitement. Joanne's chest heaved with exertion, her words tumbling out in a rush. "You think Xavier likes you? He doesn't. In the end, I'm going to get him," she panted, her eyes gleaming with determination.

Nikita's expression turned mocking, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "What happened to your confidence? You were so sure Xavier would go to you, so why are you acting like you've lost your confidence?" she asked, her eyes gleaming with amusement.

Joanne's face twisted with anger, her voice rising. "He's going to be with me! I'm the rightful wife of the heir to Artem Enterprise," she exclaimed, her chest heaving with emotion.

Nikita's smile turned icy, her voice dripping with venom. "And last I checked, I'm the legal wife," she said, her eyes flashing with triumph.

Joanne's face reddened with rage, her words tumbling out in a rush. "Instead of disgracing yourself in public by making a scene like this, why don't you find yourself something better to do? As a woman, I feel ashamed each time I see you," Nikita added, her voice dripping with disdain.