Chapter 17

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Josh’s pov Who was that man? It had been weeks since those incidents at the supermarket, but all I could think about was who that man was… so I did a little search. I never expected much, or rather, I was hoping that he was just a middle ranker trying to show off. I couldn't have been more wrong. He was the Alpha Killian stone. How did someone like Clara meet a man like that? Why did he even care if she was arrested or not? Somebody like her could easily be replaced in the blink of an eye. Was there something more to their relationship? I immediately sat upright as soon as that thought penetrated my mind, speaking out, ‘No!” I echoed it as do it was a subconscious command, beside me was my beautiful,beautiful Lily. Of course, being the embodiments of gentleness that she is, it was strange to see a worried expression run through her face. She spread her fingers over my chest in a tantalizing yet calming manner. “Honey, is something wrong?” Even the way she spoke was as gentle as the early morning dew drop. There's nothing like Clara, who often made me feel like I was speaking to a fellow man. Maybe I wouldn't have fallen for Lily so quickly if Clara was half the woman Lily was and not pretending to be a man instead with the way she acted. She would pay the bills even before I could, fix broken things in the house before I could even reach for the toolbox. Each emasculating action made me hate her more and more. Just because she brought in a little more money than me, she felt like she was on top of the world. That was exactly why I enjoyed dragging her down. That was why when I saw her in the rain, miserable crying with tears running down, I felt nothing but an intense feeling of self-satisfaction. Finally, I was getting back at her for all the times she looked down on me, for all the time she made me feel like the woman in the relationship. Indeed, she ruined a perfectly good thing. So why wasn't she homeless? Why wasn't she begging in the streets for pennies? Most importantly, why was she not down on her knees crawling back to me for a second chance once more, just like how she did in the rain? I thought sometime without me with soften her up. Make her understand just how bad she needed me. But now this punk was getting in the way of my perfect plan. “Honey you're not responding to me…” it was Lily again I had forgotten her in the midst of my thoughts, I wrapped my hands securely around her, “I'm sorry, my love, I was just thinking about some meaningless things you don't have to worry about them too,” “What are you saying, honey? Your worries are my worries too,” she said, her fingers stroking my chest. Just then, the door began to crack open, and she immediately yanked them away. In a split second, Henry appeared a story book clutched to his chest. “Story,” he said, lifting the book. I looked at Lily. Naturally, this would be her responsibility. But she didn't so much as even look at Henry at all. She suddenly became very interested in inspecting her nails. “Henry dear, it's already really late,” she said a little tiredly, “you shouldn't be bothering Mommy and Daddy at a time like this,” Henry looked genuinely confused; “but that woman always read me a bedtime story when I asked,” If I even had a quarter of an idea that Henry was going to say something like that, then I would have just told him to leave the room much earlier. I did after he said that telling him that he should just try going to bed by himself he grumbled but left anyways as for Lily she looked miserable and sad. Immediately, I launched into consoling her, wrapping my hands across her shoulders. “Lily you know Henry didn't mean it's like that,” “It's okay. I don't blame him at all…I'm the worthless mother that ran away and tried to escape from her responsibilities. Of course, he would compare me to the other woman…after all..” she pulled away slightly, reaching her palm to my cheek and resting it softly, “she stole you away, didn't she?” I denied it immediately as though I had just been accused of murder. “She could never have stolen me away from you, the best she was and could ever be is nothing more than a substitute that wasn't close to being half the woman you are my love, in fact she isn't even a complete woman and my eyes much less somebody to be compared to you,” Lily looked away shyly, of course she was not proud and full of herself like that other woman Clara, instead she was so humble and down to earth that compliments often embarrassed her but I couldn't just stop showering them on her because she deserved it more than anything. “I'm so sorry, my love,” found myself apologizing a few more times like that again that night until I felt like it had gotten through to her, when we finally laid together in silence my mind trailed off to Clara once more. I don't even know why it did that. She was just a part of my past. Right? just like how I explained to Lily she was a placeholder that was meant to occupy my bed and warm it something she wasn't even good at doing at all until my real woman showed up, that was it nothing more nothing less… So she shouldn't be occupy such a huge part of my mind, she didn't deserve so much space in my thoughts, not now, not ever Lily was perfect I had waited for her for years. So it's about time that I just put that woman in my past completely and move on. But ..maybe not now.
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