The Art Of Revenge (Thalia Nash and Brandon) novel Chapter 5

Chapter 5 

Thalia’s Pov 

I swallowed and cleared my throat, unsure where to begin. Deep down, I didn’t want to reveal or expose myself to the stranger next to me. But then I realized I was going to die, and he was going to die as well.

Only those in court heard my story, and I saw their cheeks light up as they laughed at me for my folly. It wasn’t going to make any difference if one more person laughed. It would, at the very least, serve as a diversion.

Plus the divorce was going to be on every front page in the morning for the whole world to laugh.

My useless existence was so twisted up that it was difficult to know where to begin. I swallowed my saliva and said.

“Alright, my name is Thala Nash, and I am the world’s most foolish and useless lady.” I said, to which he stared and smiled. I could tell he was hitting since he was already aware of it.

I swallowed my pride and proceeded. At the age of 21, I graduated from Harvard University with honors in biomedical engineering and research. I was a genius, and education took precedence in my life.

My father was an engineer as well, and the proprietor of a medical invention firm that created devices and equipment that made life easier for hospitals all over the world.

He was preparing me for the takeover, and I was a proud daughter ready to make my father pleased. I didn’t have any friends, therefore books were my closest companions. You could argue I lost out on some of that human socializing. fun, and getting to know people.

Josh Nelson and I met when I was ten years old. His father and my father were great friends for a long time. His father also ran a large Biotech equipment company, and the two families would gather together for holidays.

I always had a crush on Josh since I was a child. Despite the fact that he never expressed interest in me. I was certain he was aware of my feelings for him. He was the type of guy who was into the popular expensive girls, so I knew he’d never be mine because I was the bashful, naive, neophyte that I was.

But as we grew older, I always looked forward to the family holidays and dinners that the two families would enjoy since they allowed me to spend time with him.

Then something miraculous happened, or rather, what 1 fought was miraculous. Josh’s father’s business went bankrupt, and in order to rescue it, my father agreed to merge his company with theirs.

They changed paperwork and merged them, and Josh’s father proposed marriage to seal the deal. A contract like that would allow us to pass the company along to our children.

My father’s company already had a clause in place that stated that no one could acquire it and that it would be passed down through the generations.

I never forgot the happy tears that welled up in my eyes as my father entered my room and informed me of the proposal.

My mind came to a halt, and I consented without hesitation. The date had been planned, and everything seemed to be going according to plan; fate had provided me with the man I had been lusting after for years.

I only wanted to make him the happiest man on the planet. I made the decision to be a stay-at-home mom.

Yes, I packed all of my degrees and doctorates; nevertheless, love was more essential to me; it was something that had been missing in my life for a long time.

My father and I were often in labs or studying, despite the fact that we grew up in a rich family. But when I was with Josh. I felt complete, and all the science and papers seemed pointless.

The initial years were rosy, or so I was led to believe. But when my father’s health began to deteriorate, he agreed to delegate his responsibilities to me, but before I could sign, Josh recommended that we invest the company’s power in our future children

The prospect of him and I having a child together piqued my interest, so I agreed and he forced me to sign a slew of paperwork that I didn’t bother to read.

In my head. I was picturing a son for Josh Not the company, although that was my top priority.

I trusted and loved Josh, but I had no idea that I had given half of my shares to him and the other half to a kid we would never have because he had made sure of it

After a year without a child, he came home one day with some tablets and told me they were fertility pills when they were actually birth control pills. He would go to a clinic once a month to receive a refill and swap bottles. And, like an idiot, I’d drink without a second thought.