Country Girl Revenge [COMPLETED]

Chapter 18

"Sometimes it takes losing what we were setting for to remind us what we deserve"

-Chee Vai Tang-

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Natasha's P.O.V

I still cannot believe that i doubt my own eyes, what is he coming here for ?

His figure could easily tower over me, and his brown eyes look at me sharply. He has his hands on his pocket, and raises one of his eyebrow in a challenging expression.

He puts one of his hand on my face and the other one on my shoulder, i casually backs away, avoiding his touch.

This man is totally trying to pick a fight with me, ridiculous.

He looks confused, but i know it's all just a set play, this guy is trying to play innocence.

Perhaps he has read the news, and he will probably slam it at my face and ask for explaination, but i am prepared for whatever is going to happen.

Tough i would prefer it if he never comes here at this situation, i thought it was just getting better and someone has to ruin it, great !

"Nicholas" i say half whispering, i see him suddenly approaching me slowly, as i back away from him slowly as well.

"Good evening, Sasha" he says with a mischiveous smile, what is he trying to pull off right now ?

"Why are you here ?" I say in a low, slightly threatening voice. I know it doesn't quite make any sense for me to give him a threatening tone, but then again, i am completely not in the mood for situation like this.

"Why ? Don't you like me paying you a visit ? Especially after several dates we have been through secretly behind your husband's back"

He is defintitely not coming in peace, oh, so you want to play it this way ?

"And so what ?"

Suddenly his foolish mischiveous smile disappears from his face, to be replaced by a frown.

"What do you mean by 'so what ?' Can't you see i just miss seeing your face ?"

I shake my head and try to push him away gently, because i don't feel like fighting right now, it's already pretty late at night, i am only wearing a night robe and John is pretty much watching us from afar.

However if this goes bad, i would just forcefully push him out from my house.

"It's late at night, i really want to head to be bed, and you are preventing me from doing that" i say almost in a hissing tone.

"Why are you being so cold right now, love ?"

Love, did he seriously just use the word love to call me, after all that he had done, sickening.
If only i have a reason to throw up on his well made designer suit, i would gladly do that.

"Don't call me that, and stop fooling around, i know you already know about the news, i don't care if you are angry or what, it was all your fault to begin with"

But that doesn't bring any good reaction at all.

He finally snaps.

"Yes, i already know everything, i can't believe you are actually Natasha, my wife, and-"