Revenge After Divorce Novel by Black Rose

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I didn’t expect to see Nick so soon after asking him for a divorce. I thought he brought the papers already when I saw him parked around the corner from my house. Only to find out that he was spying on me. he thought I was still the naïve Olivia he sent to jail to believe the lie he told me about passing by.

must admit though, my heart skipped a beat when I saw him and that happened because of one, I was scared that he brought the divorce papers. I don’t know why because I was the one who asked him for divorce. All I can say is that it was not easy letting go of someone I still had feelings for. Two, because I was afraid of how final divorce will make things.

The divorce was not going to affect me alone but my son as well. Samuel is a boy, and he will one day want to know who his father is. I needed to be sure what to say to him when that day came. But I didn’t want to think about that, all I knew was that I wanted to be free from Nick.

He hurt me too badly that I no longer saw a future with him, I may still love him but love alone was not enough. My husband disappointed me, and I didn’t see myself getting over that any time. soon. He was also, not making things easy for himself and me.

The man moved my best friend into my house the moment he sent me to jail. That alone told me that he wanted nothing to do with me and that fighting for our marriage would be useless because I would be fighting alone and fighting a losing battle.

I had no strength for that or the time. I needed to sort things out for myself and quickly so I could bring my son back home. Another

thing that brought me hope was the amount of mone, ound in my grandmother’s bank account

When I went to the shops, I thought would only find a few hundred. dollars or fifty dollars. I just wanted to buy a few food items but

when I checked the balance, it was over two million in there. My jaw dropped making me wonder why Ethan would send my grandmother so much money

He did tell me that he sent her money every month while I was away. So, I called him to ask and return the money. That was when I found out that he was not the only one who sent my grandmother money, Nick did too.

Apparently, he was still sending money to that account even after my grandmother died. They both were. I understood Ethan might have done it to make sure that I was taken care of one day when I got out. But Nick? His actions were confusing.

Why would he send money to my grandmother after letting Sandra chase her out of the house? It was either he was bipolar, or he genuinely cared. Which I found hard to believe. His actions told a different story.

When I knocked on his window, I wanted to ask him about the money, but I stopped myself. I was going to use that money to start a business and take care of my son. We deserved it after what he did to us. Already, I wasn’t asking him for anything in the divorce. The money he sent my grandmother was what I was going to get. from him.

When I got home after talking to him. I started working, checking. online for someone to design and develop my website. I wanted to start a business in tax administration. Helping people with their taxes and financial consultations.

I doubted anyone would want my help with their money after that scandal, but it was what I was good at. Starting my own business was better than looking for a job where I would be discriminated against because of my criminal record

My phone buzzed and Ethan’s name popped on the screen. I quickly picked up worried that something right be wrong with Samuel,” Ethan, what’s wrong?” he chuckled on the other end. “Nothing is wrong, I just can’t sleep, and I thought of checking on you, why are you up so late?”

I sighed feeling relieved that nothing was wrong with my son. “I was busy working, as I said, I want to start my own business, but I want a website designed first so that clients can be able to find me.”

“What type of business were you thinking?”

“Tax admin and financial consultation.” He was silent for a moment that I asked. “You think it won’t work, don’t you?” I knew it would be difficult but for Ethan to not say anything meant that my chances of succeeding were zero.

“I am just thinking that maybe you should not start with finance, your are good, I know that. But after that scandal, it might be difficult to find clients who will trust you with their money.” I knew it, but I thought I would try any way.

“Listen, why don’t you start a logisties business, I will be your first client. We were looking at getting logistics company to deliver our electronics to nearby cities then our drivers can deliver locally. Our electronics division has been growing rapidly and we are looking at partnering with a courier company to deliver our stuff. What do your think?”

The corners of my lips curved into a small smile, the first genuine smile I have had in over two years. “I would like that; I will email the guy to change the specs on my website.”

“Don’t, I will personally get that done for you and market your business for a discount.” He knew me too well. If he didn’t charge me, then I wouldn’t have agreed. I couldn’t contain my excitement; things were looking up for me.

“Send me the contract and the invoice when you are done. I look forward to a good working relationship Ethan.”

“Me too,”