The Art Of Revenge (Thalia Nash and Brandon) novel Chapter 75

The Art Of Revenge

Jessica’s Pov

I walked down the hospital corridors like a witch being chased. The dumb coat I wore felt like it was burning my skin off. I felt like I was being suffocated to death. I was dripping sweat and I could feel it trailing behind my back. I quickly got into my car and took it off, I felt a wave of relief as I breathed in hard.

I didn’t even mind that the windows were not tainted or that people were still moving about. All I wanted was fresh air. I drove the car somewhere secluded, parked the car, and opened the window.

The fresh air was very refreshing, st*pid Thalia had reduced me to the gutter. Victor was right, it was time to play dirty and bit*h was going to regret the day she set her eyes on me. I took out my cigarette from the handbag and began smoking. I held my tummy wondering if anything was cooking.

Thalia dared to point the gun at my unborn baby. I shrugged remembering the entire incident. It was not over, I was going to get her for all the sh*t she did to me one way or another I was going to get her. I screamed out in frustration, my life seemed to be a ring of endless misery.

I finished my cigarette and drove home pi**ed, Josh did well not to stay at the hospital. The last thing I needed was to deal with another sh*t. I arrived at the house and went straight to shower. It was refreshing to stand over the shower, and clean all the sweat off and dirt.

I made sure I soaked my eyes, I had refused treatment, and lied that I was okay to prevent the nurses from having to force me to take off my coat. Me showing up at my father-in-law’s office with nothing but a coat would raise another scandal. That was the main priority and the reason why I never fought Thalia for the gun. But Victor dared to question my stance when I was preventing a major scandal. I would rather have died than let the world know that I was f**king my father-in-law.

After I was done I retired off to bed glad that no one had noticed that I had gone to have sex with my father-in-law. He and I needed to have a talk, it was time we put our sex hormones in check because it seemed like time was catching up with us. I checked all my messages before dozing off.

I was woken up by shouting and yelling, I could hear it was Victor’s voice. I looked at my watch and it was only 7 am. It couldn’t be them, it was too early for them to be discharged. I quickly got up and put on my robe, running downstairs. To my surprise, it was the father and son.

Victor was on the phone yelling on top of his voice while his useless son was trying to calm him down.

“What’s going on, who discharged you?” I asked them, I was not expecting them to be home until the afternoon. Victor turned around and I noted his eyes were still swollen. He looked away like he had not seen me and walked to the kitchen. The old man was still upset with me but I did not mind. He should have grabbed the gun himself if he had no integrity to worry about.

Josh cleared his throat and said; “Dad did not feel safe staying in the hospital another minute so he was made to sign some papers.”

He looked sober, I could not remember the day I last saw him sober. It took an attack on his father and wife for him to grow some sense in his deadhead.

The door opened and Victor walked back, cursing and pushing everything in his way like a rabies dog.

“They can’t find Thalia, she has disappeared again!” he yelled. “How difficult is it to find a pregnant girl in this dumb country?”

“Are you planning to do something to her?” Josh asked.

“Not me the Russians, it is time that we taught that fool a lesson,”