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Judas kiss novel Chapter 18

From the corner of the door, she watched her ex-husband tuck their son in bed. He looked happy, she knew he was genuinely happy with their son. He had never been one who wanted kids but he had changed, she could see from his eyes how they brightened whenever he talked to their son. Leo was happy too, he loved his father. He loved having his father around. Della turned around with her mug of hot chocolate, making her way towards the kitchen.

"He is asleep." Andre appeared in front of her, he looked really handsome. She was just being honest with herself. Andre had always been an attractive male. Removing his jacket, he rolled the sleeves of his dress shirt back. His veins were distinctly visible, it was always her weakness.

"Thanks." She said taking a sip of her hot chocolate. She held the mug with both hands enjoying the warmth that radiated from the cup.

"He is my son too, Della so it's no problem." He smirked at her. Andre gladly took the mug in front of him, it was no surprise Della had made him a cup too. He missed it, it used to be their thing.

Once upon a time...

"I just thought you would want one after a long day." She added trying to keep their conversation brief. "It's coffee."

"Yeah thanks, I'm really tired. Avoiding my mom isn't really as easy as I thought it would be." He sighed. Della didn't want to intrude in his business. She went to sit on the couch, still in her night dress and her night gown. Andre followed her with his mug in hand, these were always the advantages of having a wife who once worked at Starbucks. She knew every trick in the book. He thought she looked absolutely dashing. He could outline her hips and slender waist from her untied gown. The night dress was silk and it let his imagination run wild. Her legs looked deliciously creamy, her hair tied in a bun with no makeup on, she was heaven on earth. He missed his wife...?ex-wife.

That still had to register... even after so many years.

? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? "Why would you do that Andre? You have no idea how anyone would love to have the attention your mother gives you?" Adela said thinking about her own situation.

? ? ? ? ? "Her attention drove you away from me, so that's really great." He said in a sarcastic tone, running a hand through his blonde locks.

"Not this again." Adela mumbled setting her mug on the coffee table in front of them. It was annoying how everyone wanted to remind her...?of the mistake that had happened a few years back. They were a mistake, it was a mistake and she moved passed it. Everyone should too. People divorce all the time. Why did people make it out to be bigger than it actually was? Andre simply divorced her and that was it. People divorce all the time. People make past relationship mistakes all the time. At this point Della was over thinking—

Overall this proved that Della had not yet dealt with this emotionally and just kept rubbing it off. The wound had never healed.

? ? ? ? ? ? ? "We haven't really talked... you know and we can't avoid this forever." He set his mug down as well, turning to face her.

? ? ? "Avoid what Andre? Our failed marriage isn't worth discussing. We got divorced like any other couple that would after realizing they made a mistake." Adela almost yelled.

"It is because I haven't been able to live with myself-" He said sadly.

God please!?Adela begged under her breath. This subject made her very uneasy.

"It just doesn't matter anymore." Della said nonchalantly.

"I'm avoiding my mother because she refuses to apologize for what she did to you, I saw- i saw- i saw the video Adela." He paused.

"What video?" Adela panicked.

"When my mom came to our house, you offered her something to drink while she waited for me to arrive home. I called and you went to answer your phone, you told me my mom was waiting for me and that you loved me...?the very last time you said you loved me.?She spiked your drink while you took the call. Minutes later you were out, I watched that man-" He cringed. "I watched him carry you upstairs, lay you on our bed, undress you-" Andre was now angry as these scenes kept playing in his head. He had watched the video earlier in his office. That's was something he should have done long back but his security footages were tempered with. "He laid next to your helpless body and the next thing I arrived only to find you in his arms-"

"Stop stop—" Adela whispered, it was torture. She didn't remember much, everything had been a blur when she passed out.

? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? "I'm sorry Adela."

? ? ? ? ? ?? "It wasn't your fault."

? ? ? ? ? "It was my mother, I will never forgive her." He cursed under his breath.

? ? "Andre holding grudges isn't a good thing." She paused. "She is still your mother."

"I love you way too much that I'm willing to cut my mother off." He gave her a small smile, she almost chocked on her saliva. It made her giddy but she never wanted to hear those words from anyone but Leo. They were shallow and overused.

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