The Art Of Revenge (Thalia Nash and Brandon) novel Chapter 61

Josh’s Pov

When her name was called, I was in the middle of pitching an investor on Gentex’s potential. Even though I had my back to her, the moment I heard her voice, I knew it was her. I thought I was hearing things at first, but then she spoke, and time froze as I remembered how the organizer introduced her:

“Brandon Fraser’s fiancee.” I jerked my jaw forward to see Jessica staring back at me. She was as surprised as I was, realization hit me, my mind wasn’t fooling me.

Although a part of me didn’t want to turn, I was curious. Thalia was still alive and well. I shifted my gaze to her as she delivered a bold speech. The visage was that of Thalia but the voice I was hearing was not that of Thalia.

Jessica approached me, shocked, and shouted, “Thalia, that’s thalia,” but I was too focused on the woman giving the speech to give her a reaction. I began walking through the crowd, Jessica behind, attempting to get as close to the front as possible, I had to be certain.

Jessica screamed out her name as soon as she concluded her speech. It took her a minute to turn around, and we were able to confirm that it was definitely her.

She started strolling towards us beautifully and elegantly, her eyes fixated on me as she held her tummy, her full pregnant tummy, as if she wanted me to see it.

She had a mocking expression on her face like she knew every sh*t that had happened a few months before and was laughing at me.

For a brief while, my ears were deafened while my mind fought to comprehend what was going on in front of me. The woman in front of me was presumed dead or missing. Jessica screamed something to her but my ears were too crowded for me to understand.

All I saw was her attempting to smack Thalia, but Thalia instantly grabbed her hand and held it. Security walked towards them, but Thalia stopped them with her hand. I was on the verge of bursting open as everything was happening.

She was Brandon Fraser’s fiance and she was pregnant for him. The very man that I needed to jumpstart my company.

She let go of my wife and moved closer to me, “Josh, you look fat,” she mocked.

“Shut up! You are supposed to be dead,” Jessica yelled at her like a madwoman.

She laughed out, and asked, “I ask again, did you send people to kill me because you both look like you’ve seen a ghost,” she joked, sending the crowd into laughter.

“I’m going to have you arrested, someone call the police!” a very enraged Jessica pleaded. “This woman right here made my husband go through her murder trial when she was alive and hiding!”

The crowd murmured and began taking pictures and videos.

“Josh please calm your wife before she evaporates,” Thalia stated. She was so close to me that we were only inches away from bumping tummies

“How… How..,” I tried to say some words but I sounded like a dying engine.

“Speak up, Josh, don’t be timid,” she said, turning to face Jessica. “Oh, and your lawyer was notified of my whereabouts, but if she kept that information to herself, you should arrest her.”

My mind wandered to Kim; our last encounter had not gone well, resulting in me blocking her. The folly of sleeping with a lawyer, yet the b*tch was meant to remain objective about the issue and avoid involving sentiments.

Because my eyes were so wet from looking at her pregnant belly, I turned my head towards the lovely marble floor because my eyes were watering and I was afraid I’d pass out if I kept gazing at her belly.

I made sure the woman in front of me never got pregnant, I made sure she believed she couldn’t conceive a child, but there she was pregnant, while my wife couldn’t even afford a miscarriage.

A tuxedo-clad gentleman approached her and whispered something in her ear. “No, just a minute,” she responded as she turned to face me. “My ex-husband hasn’t spoken a single word.” I raised my eyes to meet hers, and I could see the venom and resentment in her eyes.

Jessica instantly moved in between us, recognizing that I was tongue-tied, speechless, and in the middle of processing everything.