Jane’s revenge

Broken

Chapter 2

Greg and Silvia really slept with each other and treated me like dirt. Did he really cheat on me? I couldn’t believe that my own husband had treated me like I didn’t matter.

How could they do that?

The sun was blinding me from the windows while simultaneously notifying me that it was morning. This had me awake as I stared at the ceiling with the events of the other day causing me to cry out tears.

How could Greg do this to me? After all I had done for him. I was so mad at everything that had happened that I could only groan in the pillow and wish him the worst. I wished he would fall off the stairs. Who did he think he was?

And my own sister? To think we had grown up together and she would see me as her elder sister and respect me but instead she had decided that she would cheat on me. That was something I could not understand. I couldn’t wait to give her a piece of my mind.

At some point I started to beat myself up for being so stupid that I would run away from the responsibility of fighting for my own home.

Why would I do such a thing? I was to stay there and fight for what was rightfully mine.

She was no longer a child for me to treat her as such. I would treat her as a grown human. She was going to have that fight she was craving to have.

My phone buzzed as I looked at it to find it to be from my friend who was also the company lawyer. He handled things I didn’t like to handle.

“Not now Marcus,” I muttered before picking up the call.

“Mrs Jane?” The man’s friendly voice cracked over the phone. I wouldn’t say that I liked the man but he was always on my husband's side whenever a decision was to be made legally, no matter how wrong it was.

“Yes?” I responded lazily.

“It has come to my understanding that your husband moved every share in both your names to that of his name and a miss Silvia. I presume that’s your sister...¦”

My heart broke at the sound of that. Who did he think he was doing that to me? Why would he do that kind of thing?

“I’m sure there is some misunderstanding somewhere,” I chuckled nervously. “You see, my husband would never do that because he would... he would need my signature for any action committed. I hope you understand.”

“Miss, if you doubt me then you should come into my office today. Let’s talk about this.”

I was ready to take that offer. There was no way Greg would do that. I was still his legal wife. For him to move that, then he would need to take me out of his legal contract as his wife and take away the shares given to me, not the profits. I would still have a ton of money. But to send everything to my sister's name was too much.

I had to check in with the lawyer and hear what he would say.

“Give me a few minutes,” I said, cutting the call to run and have my bath, before running out to change into my old outfit.

I had not had the chance to take out a better outfit for myself so I was going to wear the old outfit I had.

It reeked of sweat and an old perfume smell from the other day. But since I didn’t have any choice of outfit I would wear what I had.

I looked around to see that my phone was on the table, which I grabbed and ran out of the room, heading for my car.

“Ma’am, we thank you for...” the receptionist's voice trailed off in the distance as I ran out of the hotel and got into my car.

While there, I took in deep breaths, readying myself for the news I was about to encounter from the lawyer. He had to have made a mistake in the things he was doing.

I drove through the slow traffic that morning and headed for the lawyers office.

When I entered, I saw so many people staring at me, but I knew it was because of the outfit I had on.

When I got to the office, I barely knocked before getting into the office.

There at his desk was Mr Marcus, the lawyer in his black suit. He looked up to see me and smiled to his feet.

“Welcome,” he said, pointing to a seat before his desk. “Are you okay? You seem... stressed.”

“Yes,” I sighed, falling into the chair. “I am stressed and tired but here to talk with you.”

“On the issue?” he asked.

“Yes. That is why I am here. I couldn’t quite hear you clearly because I didn’t believe that my husband, Greg, would do what he did. So I ask again, what happened? Was his account hacked or robbed or...¦”

“Actually his account is fine,” he sat down, straightening his suit. “He has one of the finest security in the country so there is no way his account can be hacked.”

“So what happened?”

“Like I said over the call, he moved all of your shares which were in your name and his name to his name and a miss Silvia.”

“Silvia is my sister. Don’t act like you don’t know who she is.”

“Apologies, ma’am. I was only trying to make sure and not make assumptions. But yes, he changed your name and replaced it with that of your sister’s.”

I was fuming and mad at this new development. What was going on?

I stood up to excuse myself as I ran out of his office hiding the tears from passersby.

Running nonstop while my vision was blurred by tears, I ran into my car, driving straight for my parents.

Whatever Silvia had done to have my husband for herself, I would expose her. I would be the one having the last laugh.

I was gearing up to tell my parents about how the b***h had stolen my man.

When I got home, I parked my car in the garage only to see a familiar car there.

That looked like Greg’s car, however, I shook my head and refused to believe that it was his own.

But I got the shock of my life when I entered the house only to see Greg and Silvia on the couch, sitting together, hand in hand.

“What?!”