Total pages in book: 27
Estimated words: 24356 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 122(@200wpm)___ 97(@250wpm)___ 81(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 24356 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 122(@200wpm)___ 97(@250wpm)___ 81(@300wpm)
“I don’t think so, I still have thirteen days.” Does she really have no sense of danger? Or had she gone around the bend?
“Yeah, that was before you let some man in my house.” It’s a good thing I’d locked up my bedroom because I didn’t put it past her to have him in my damn bed. Her eyes widened in surprise.
“You didn’t know your son saw you did you? Well he did and now you’re out of here, and just in case you forgot, that was one of the conditions of you staying here.” I was mad enough to wring her neck. She’d fucked some skell in my house on my living room couch, and my seven-year old son saw that shit.
“You weren’t here either, you spent the night in that woman’s bed.”
“Yes I did, and guess what, tonight she’s going to be in mine. This is my house remember? You don’t have any rights in it, get your shit and get the hell out before the kids get home this evening. You fuck with me on this I’ll make your ass pay in ways you can’t even imagine.”
I knew she’d turn on the waterworks next but that shit meant nothing to me. I’ve been careful. Six fucking months I kept my relationship with Casey under wraps because I wanted to give my children time to get used to the idea of their family being no more. This shit shows me that this one don’t care a fuck about anyone but her damn self. If she wanted to fuck, why the fuck hadn’t she been more careful?
“It was just a stupid mistake, how was I to know that Jack Jr. would come out of his room? It was one time it won’t happen again.” I didn’t believe her ass for one second.
“You’re a fucking liar. I knew you were screwing around all this time, people talk. I didn’t say anything because I didn’t care. What you do is none of my business, but when you bring that shit in my house in front of my kids, all bets are off.”
“I’m calling my lawyer.”
“You do that, maybe she can remind your dumb ass of what we agreed to.”
“You can’t just throw me out on the street. The kids…”
“You’re not using my kids in this shit. You know what, I don’t give a fuck who you call get out. My kids aren’t going to be any more scarred than they already are and they’re the only reason I went along with you staying here this long.”
I pulled my phone and she rushed me. “Who’re you calling?”
“Back the fuck off. I’m calling the sheriff to get you the fuck outta my face because if I have to do it, you’re leaving on a stretcher.”
“You can’t threaten me, I have every right to be here. I’m not leaving…”
I came this close to grabbing her and throwing her ass across the room.
“You lost all rights when you fucked someone else with my ring on your finger. You’re less than nothing to me. If I cared anything about you, I would’ve given you a chance one of the million times you asked before. I don’t so I won’t. I don’t even hate you. You do not exist for me. Once you’re gone I won’t even remember a damn thing about you.” I saw from the way her face paled that she finally got it. I don’t know how the fuck she’d missed it with the divorce.
“I’m the mother of your children you can’t just write me off. You just don’t understand…”
“I’m not having this argument with you again it’s pointless. I’ve moved on do the same, just not in my fucking house.”
I hung up the phone because who needed the fucking headache. Instead I made my way down the hallway to the closet where she kept her stuff. She followed me of course pleading her case with every step. I guess she still didn’t get it. I grabbed a few of the bags she was living out of and headed out of the room.
“What the hell are you doing?” She tried snatching the bags from my hand but I ignored her and walked out the door to her car. I made three trips and got her shit out of my house with her on my heels the whole time ranting and raving like a lunatic.
She knew she was beat, knew that the judge would make her ass leave my house because the only thing I’d asked was that she keep her men out of my fucking house.
The first thing I’d done when money started coming in was to pay that shit off and sock most of what was left in trust for my kids. She was dying to get her hands on my money now that I had some. Too bad for her she’d fucked up. I didn’t owe her a dime.