Revenge After Divorce by Black Rose

Chapter 275

1 sighed, a frustration bubbling up from somewhere deep inside. “I didn’t mean it like that,” I muttered. “It mean to—”

Luke didn’t let me finish. He simply stared at me, his expression unreadable, his gaze like a silent reprimand. I hated that look. It was the same look he always gave me when he thought he had me figured out, when he thought he could manipulate me into doing what he wanted.

“You can lie to yourself all you want,” Luke said, his voice low but firm, “but you are not fooling anyone. I know what you are feeling, Nick.” His eyes narrowed slightly, his words coming out slow and deliberate. “And don’t think for a second that I don’t see right through you. You are jealous, aren’t you? That it’s Marcus with her and not you. The man who’s had her heart all along, the man who she chose over you.”

The words hit me like a punch to the gut. For a moment, I felt like the wind had been knocked out of me. I wanted to deny it, to lash out at him for daring to speak the truth that I hadn’t even been able to admit to myself. But there was no denying it. The jealousy was there, a gnawing, bitter thing that I could no longer ignore.

my emotions in check. But it was getting harder to hold them back. “I don’t want to hear this from you, Luke,” I said through gritted teeth. “You think I don’t know what’s going on? You think I don’t know

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to, Nick,” he said, almost casually. “It’s about what you want. You want to be there for her. You want to be the one to

eyes burning with frustration. Keep that to yourself, Luke,” I muttered,

it was enough to make me feel like I was being looked

bite. “But I will warn you, don’t act on those feelings. Not now, not when you know where it will lead. She’s with Marcus now. It’s over. It’s done.” The words hung in the air, heavy with meaning, and I knew they were right. It was over. It had always been over. I had been living in some fantasy, some wishful thinking that I could somehow have the life I wanted, even if it wasn’t mine to take. I had convinced myself that maybe, just maybe, things would fall into place, that Olivia would look at me and remember the past we shared.

that still clung to me like a shadow, but I knew I had to. Because if didn’t, I would lose myself in

quietly, more to myself than to Luke. My voice was heavy with the weight of everything I was trying to

But before I could think