𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐑𝐞𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐖𝐢𝐟𝐞

11

Ezekiel King was lost in his thought, it's been a week now he's in Greece...

Since he's not receiving his father's call on his phone, now he's calling constantly now on hotel Medusa's desk as the manager downstairs reported him.

"you know he'd do it until he tires you, so stop being an ass and receive his call" his friend cum business partner, Arcadius Kallie gave him a nudged

"no point....he'll ask the same question over and over until he gets the answer he wants"

Both smoking cigarette as a ritual before one big meeting, together they are buying a Press company today and few small profitable olive oil wholesale company to creat a monopoly over market here ......

"And ? what's the demands this time ?"

Ezekiel shrugged.....

Arcadius scoffed, what was he supposed to make of that, he'd tell him when he wants to tell him.

or maybe he would just tease it out of him.....

"how did that date go"

Ezekiel cocked his head only to see Arcadius was smirking knowingly.....

Bastard....he thought

when he didn't answer....

"ah! So that's how!" he took a sip from beer bottle

"no idea what you mean"

"Sure sure"

Arcadius smirked and counted down, 10..9..8..7..6..5..4..3..2..

"she asked for divorce"

He choked......"fucking hell, tell me before delivering this kind of news" He cried out and coughed violently

Ezekiel only gave him a look that said that's why i ain't taking the call

"your old man will have another heart attack, fílos" He said making a face

"as if it's my fault" Ezekiel scoffed

"No ?" Arcadius mocked "last time i checked you signed the marriage papers"

Ezekiel gave him another look you are one to talk ?
"last time i checked you gave me that idea, now it backfired"

"Last time i checked......you took it"

"and now what!"

he cleared his throat, "ahem...you can do what your old man's demanding"

"can i punch you ?"

"sure you can definitely try, fílos"

suddenly his phone rang, it was his dad, he let out a irritated sigh and Arcadius threw him nasty look that said.....either pick it up or I'll personally call him

'Hello'

"Hello son!,...how are you!?"

'What do want ?'

"Is this any way you talk to your dad ?"

'WHAT.DO.YOU.WANT.FATHER ?' He asked putting extra weight over his words

"alright, how's date with your wife ?"

'As how It's always been... And ?'

there was a slight pause on the other side, he knew what's coming next.

"It’s been 3 years Zeke,....now she should be moving in with you son! When are you planning to ask her that ?"

'Yeah! how about never!' He asked with sarcasm laced voice, his father didn’t know about divorce

"Zeke, it's your marriage, respect it, honour it and more than anything try to enjoy it! I want you to call her and tell her to move in with you"

'You know,..... who named you Richard ? puppet master suits you better. I did everything you wanted me to do all these years and you still want to have a control over my life ?' Ezekiel let out a frustrated growl

"Zeke,....son, I'm not your enemy and  I'd never ask you to do something if it's bad for ___

'Yeah! Yeah! Bye'

the call ended and left him to wonder if he really should do what was asked of him this time again....

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