Revenge After Divorce by Black Rose

Chapter 354

OLIVIA

I was holding tears the whole drive home. My chest burned and my heart was sore. Our families and those closest to us could deceive us sometimes. Tell us we were good, doing good, but they failed to point it out when we were doing wrong. When we were hurting those, we claimed to love.

No one told me I was being selfish, not my husband, father or my friend Ethan. No one asked, what about Lupita. No one asked how she was doing not even Nick, who I believed knew exactly what she was going through and decided to use her instead of helping her.

Instead of coming to me and telling me that she was suffering. My family chose to hide it from me, they chose to protect me instead of telling me what Lupita had done. I knew she did something and instead of telling me about it.

Thinking about where she was coming from and why she did it. they thought of me, how to protect me, forgot everything she had done for me and my son. For all of us. How she always stepped up when I couldn't and took care of my children.

I knew they would argue that it was her job, but I beg to differ. They knew what she meant to me and yet no one said anything. I could have fixed things, but how could I when no one told me anything.

I didn't blame them alone; I blamed myself too for only thinking of my pain and what I was going through and forgetting she was going through the same if not worse. She lost her grandmother and only everyone including myself could think about was how Xander kidnapped me.

When we drove in, my father, husband and Ethan were standing outside laughing and talking. Anger rose from the pit of my stomach as I watched them. happy with their lives and having a good time.

they even think about what Lupita was going through? I think not. Ethan spotted the car first and told the others and they turned to

out, "Get the kids." That was all I said as I walked past them going into the house. I didn't want to talk

my room, I closed the door right in his face. It

crying. I wasn't only angry at them; I was angry with myself as well. Of how selfish I had been. My grandmother would be turning in

me that people were more important than material possessions. That I should take care of those closest to me, protect them as

home with me every day after school. Somehow, I had forgotten everything

did a lot for me, took good care of my son when I couldn't. even though she was paid to do so, she did more than just what nanny did. She

of him when he was sick. When I couldn't be there, she was a mother to him. but what did

her, forgot

did that to

wasn't happy, I couldn't see it when she was being used. Eventually, I stopped the

he saw me. I must have looked horrible. "My love, what is wrong, did something happen to Lupita?" I walked past him, went to my dressing table and lathered lotion on my

I was still angry, and I blamed him too. Instead of asking questions and finding out what

are making me worry, what is wrong with you, did Lupita

him. "What do you think