Revenge After Divorce (Olivia and Nick) novel Chapter 373

NICK

I was left with the kids when Olivia and Marcus went to see Ethan. I had hoped everything would go well and we would be back to what we used to be. I hated the in fighting, it was not who we were. Our disagreements didn’t last even a day and would get resolved. Ethan was doing the most.

I knew he liked that woman, but I didn’t know he liked her so much that he would fight with his friends and call them out like that because of her. I decided not to get involved and let them sort it out.

But I couldn’t sit back and watch anymore, not when I heard Olivia crying painfully and talking about how Lupita ignored her. I couldn’t say Lupita was wrong for ignoring her, she had her reasons. But it was me who used her not Olivia.

It was not fair that she was punishing her for something I did. So, I left her house and went to look for Ethan. I wanted to give that friend of mine a piece of my mind and tell him where to get off.

But he wasn’t at his place, when I checked the car on the car that was not on the driveway, I saw that she was at Emily’s house. That told me they had made up and he was just making Olivia miserable on purpose.

I thought that was the reason he didn’t want them to apologise to her, because he knew they had already made up and wanted to make Olivia pay for refusing to accept her.

After leaving him, I went to Olivia’s old house, where Lupita was currently staying. For the first time, I didn’t use my key, it was not my place, and Lupita was not my friend.

I pressed the buzzer at the gate, I wanted her to see that I didn’t go there to fight, it took a while before her voice could be heard. “What do you want, Nick?” even her tone, I could tell she was not happy to see me.

“I just want to talk, please let me in.” either way, I wasn’t going to leave, if she didn’t want to open the gate, I was going to open it myself. I wasn’t going to leave without talking to her.

Seeing Olivia like that, made me realize my own mistakes and how I contributed to what was happening between her and Lupita.

“I don’t want to talk to you, please leave.” I really didn’t want to do that; I didn’t want to force my way into her place. “Lupita, if I wanted, I would have gotten inside without knocking or pressing the buzzer. I am trying to be respectful here. Let me in.”

I was working on myself, trying to be a better person but people would work on your nerves so much that all the work you are doing goes down the drain.