The Art Of Revenge (Thalia Nash and Brandon) novel Chapter 82

Josh’s POV

My phone beeped as I was unpacking the last of our belongings in our new house. It was Dad, and he was furious with Jessica for leaving the family home, but we didn’t seem to mind. My father was the most egotistical and toxic person I’ve ever encountered. The final straw was his last deed during the dinner party.

We wanted to keep the baby a secret, but he made it public without our permission. We didn’t believe him when he blamed it on booze because we knew how far Victor Nelson would go to obtain what he wanted and how little he cared about the people he affected.

Jessica was furious and continued to be furious, refusing to speak with him. She couldn’t tolerate being in the same room with him, so she proposed that we relocate to Europe just like I had suggested but our finances were still on the rocks.

But seeing that her health and that of the baby were more important we decided to rent an apartment. It was low grading for me but it was the cost-cutting sacrifice that we needed to make for our peace of mind. It was only for some months and we were going to France. A new start and a new beginning.

The baby was like an eye-opener for me to get my act around and I was thankful each day I woke up. The company was slowly building itself up, we had not heard from either Thalia or Brandon.

We had no idea why but we could only assume Thalia had given birth, she looked big the last time we bumped into her. Maybe the baby gave her a second thought at life and they decided to concentrate their time on the baby. Or maybe they were waiting for us to climb the ladder then cut the ladder from the bottom as they did in court.

But I told myself to forget about them, whatever the outcome of her revenge against me was; I did not care. My baby and wife were going to be my new priority and I was going to look for a new job in France, maybe even go back to school and do what I always wanted to do. My father and Thalia, we’re going to continue with their useless revenge without me. I was out, and there were only a few months left.

Jessica walked up to me with a glass of water, like she knew exactly what I wanted. I kissed her and got the water. “Is everything in the house?” She asked.

“Yes I think I got everything,” I replied and held her hand in mine. “Come and join me,” I requested and pulled her to the chair. She sat on my lap and I handed her a file. “What’s this?” she asked.

“Well you were right, tomorrow I’m starting the process to include you and the baby on my shares,” I announced.

She turned and kissed me passionately, I was not expecting the kiss but she was all over my face and mouth in excitement. Before I knew it she had her dress on the floor. “Hold up?” I tried to get my breath back but she was already in my pants. I knew nothing was going to happen. Ever since the Canada incident.

I was too tired and was aware that no matter how much she was going to try to arouse me nothing was going to get up. Plus I had forgotten my viagra back at the main house. I needed to go to a pharmacy to get a new refill.

“Jessica stop, I’m not in the mood,” I informed her.

“Do not worry, I will help you,” she replied while pressing kisses all over my face and rubbing me. But nothing was happening, she was only irritating me and making me more tired. I understood her excitement but it was the wrong timing. “Jessica please, I can’t, I’m just too tired,” I begged her.

“You will be after I’m done with you,” she replied.

“Jessica, I can’t get it up! I need f*ckng viagra and I think we left it in my father’s f*cking house!” I yelled at her. She froze and stared at me in shame. She covered herself up and said “Sorry I didn’t mean to, I was just excited.”

I looked away and she stood up, picking up the dress that was on the floor. She was quite embarrassed but I was more embarrassed. I was the useless husband that needed an artificial sex booster in order to get my thing up.

“It’s fine, I understand. We can do it at night,” I suggested.

“Ooh yes, we can do it, I can go and get your drugs at the pharmacy,” she suggested.

“Okay thanks, I will just finish drafting these,” I replied. She dressed up and hugged me, “thank you, what changed your mind?”

I cleared my throat and zipped my Zipper, “Well both my father and Thalia are unpredictable. I’m just securing our future,” I replied.

“Yes…yes they are unpredictable and we need to be one step ahead of them,” she replied and kissed me on the forehead. I could not help but notice that she was acting very nervous. “Let me go and get those drugs,” she stated.

I held her hands, “No, you can get the drugs tomorrow morning. Am just tired and need rest tonight.”

“No no, I was actually going out to get some groceries or food. We have nothing in the fridge,” she replied

“Ooh, I thought you were…? I stated. We stared at each other awkwardly, she cleared her throat and I rubbed my hands in the hair. “I have to get going then, I will be right back,” she said and quickly walked upstairs to change.

Her eyes were watery like she was about to cry. I couldn’t help but think that she was about to cry, whether it was tears of joy or my pathetic penis that couldn’t get up for her. But whichever it was, I felt like a loser. She walked back in, kissed me goodbye, and went to the store.

I had no idea how I ended up with an angel like her. I didn’t deserve her, I felt guilty, I felt like I was bribing her with my shares. Soon she was going to get tired of me, I couldn’t get it up for her naturally. What kind of a woman would stay married to a man like that? That was the kind of s*it that destroyed marriages.

But then there was my wife, even though I had cheated on her thousands of times but she was out there getting me Viagra drugs so that I could f*ck her after bribing her with the shares.

I stood up, full of shame, and walked to the bedroom trying to process how I ended up with such an incredible woman. I placed the folder on the bed and planned to work on it after I had taken a bath but the doorbell rang forcing me to go downstairs and get it. I could only guess it was the neighbors welcoming us but when I opened the door there was no one. Maybe I had begun hallucinating or something but as I turned to close the door, I hit on something.

I looked down and it was an envelope, assuming I had dropped it when getting the things in the house, I picked it up and looked at it. It was addressed to me much to my surprise. I chuckled, who on earth sent letters in the technology world. I closed the door and took it with me to the bedroom. I turned to the front and it said “Honeymoon where they betray continued,”