The Art Of Revenge (Thalia Nash and Brandon) novel Chapter 115

Thalia’s Pov

I tried as much as I could to put on a straight face but I was failing miserably. Brandon and Nestor were good at that, not me. However, there was Josh in my living room crying, the once tyrant man had fallen.

There was a time I longed to see this day and there it was delivered to me on a silver platter. But yet I was not rejoicing, Brandon took a seat and I followed suit. I knew if I looked at him, he was going to make a funny face and I was going to burst out laughing so I deterred myself.

Josh was never an emotional man, he was the type that was brought up to have thick skin. Kendra had really softened him up or was he just a cry baby from the beginning but hid it well. He said something about Jessica writing a book on our revenge but we both ignored him and just stared at him.

He looked human for the first time and I realized that when I was married to him I was only subjected to his cold emotions, it was weird seeing him tear up.

“Didn’t you hear what I said, Jessica plans to tell everything in her s*upid book for some cash,” he questioned.

“Of course, we heard you but are you okay?” Brandon asked like he cared when we all knew he was only rubbing salt into the already bleeding wounds.

“I’m fine, do you know what such a book would do to Am… The baby?” Josh inquired.

I turned and faced Brandon, who glanced at me with a sleazy smile. He was enjoying every bit of what was in front of him.

“Kendra finding out what hell transpired between us was never planned as a secret,” he replied to which I nodded, disappointing Josh. We could not believe he ran all the way here to ask us to stop his s*ank from writing a book. The fact that he even stomached seeing our faces and broke down was astonishing.

“Thalia seriously, you are just going to sit there and let Jessica write the s*upid book? Do you believe she will portray you as a hero!”

“Why ain’t you cashing on with her?” Brandon quickly interrupted him.

“I beg your pardon!”

“If I was in your shoes, I would be making notes together with Jessica. Don’t you need the money for court proceedings, law school, and expenses?” Brandon asked.

Josh breathed in hard, and I could see his shoulders tense up. “Are you two still spying on me? Do you have cameras all over my house?” he yelled but controlled himself, realizing that Kendra was in his arms.

“No, Nestor told us, I guess he is not your best after all,” Brandon chuckled.

Josh breathed in again and began pacing the room. Brandon winked at me and I just smiled. If Josh had really thought Nestor was going to turn to him then he was the most s*upid person in this universe.

Nestor was a full Brandon supporter. Even after he was chased out of the house, he distanced himself from me instead of Brandon who chased him.

He took a seat and faced us, “But you are aware that Jessica will take the will away from you and you won’t be the first one to explain what really happened?”

I turned and looked in Brandon’s direction again, “So you want us to kill Jessica?” Brandon asked.

The room became quiet as we both put on straight faces. He had no idea whether Bradon was serious; or if he was joking but I was aware he was testing him.

“No G o d, I am talking about blocking her from writing the s*upid book,”

“If you want I can kill her for you, then you wouldn’t have to deal with her,” Brandon added.

Josh chuckled, “you really think I’m that s*upid? I only came here to give you the heads up, my part in this circus is already out there.”

“Aaaaah, that’s so sweet of you, we had no idea you cared about us but on a serious note, Jessica has to get permission from us before she writes anything concerning our lives. It is a requirement by law.

Do not worry but she is free to write her own part of how she f*cked her father-in-law,” Brandon replied and we waited for Josh’s reaction. To our disappointment, Josh only stared back at us. I noted that Amber was fast asleep in his arms and all long he was rubbing her tummy.

That was the trick, singing and rubbing her tummy after a meal. I always breastfeed her before going to sleep making it difficult for her to sleep on a heavy tummy. How he knew that and I did not, was humiliating and I just looked down in shame as Brandon went on speaking.

“Have you seen the site your wife created? She is selling all the staff she wore when Victor used to f*ck her. I guess it was not a one-night stand but a full-blown affair. She is running out of the items and wants to cash in on the book,” Brandon teased.

I looked in his direction trying to hide my shock, he was still spying on them to my shock. For the past two days, he had been struggling to get out of bed but that did not stop him from his hobby.

“Did you buy anything?” Josh asked, trying to put on a fake strong face.

“No, I’m now a father and trying to be a good example to my daughter.”

I quickly got up and interrupted them before their bromance turned into an exchange of words.

“I think it’s time for Kendra to go and take a nap,” I declared and walked to where Josh was seated. He hesitated a bit and just stared at me, his eyes a little bit red from his earlier crying.

“Josh, she needs to rest on something soft,” I added until he finally decided to hand Kendra to me. He immediately got up, he had no words to say, so he simply turned, and began walking away. Brandon was very irritating, only Nestor and I understood him.

“Josh,” I called out.

He stopped but he did not turn to face me

“Thank you… for the tip on how to calm Kendra down,” I said.

The words felt heavy coming out of my mouth but it was the right thing to say. He walked out without saying anything, I did not expect him to, so I walked up to the bedroom ignoring Brandon who had raised eyebrows. I tucked the baby into sleep before heading back to Brandon.

“Are you building another machine for me?” he asked with a serious face. The question caught me off guard that I began stammering. “I thought we were going to talk about the unexpected visitor?”