Tears Of A Wife novel Chapter 14

He laughed. "You're in a bad mood again. Relax!" he whispered.

Kraius bothered me the whole mass. I hurriedly left the church when the mass ended but he kept on following me. I glared at him when he followed me inside the coffee shop.

"Can you stop bothering me?" I said with irritation.

He shook his head and ordered his coffee. He sat on the same table I was at while looking at me, smirking. His smirk was playful. I won't even be surprised, Attorney Kraius Montreal was a well known fuckboy from our school back then.

"You're so mean, Olive. I'm here to help, actually. Someone tried to leak your video from last night. Luckily, I stopped it," he explained.

"Who? So, you're in the party last night?" My forehead creased. Who attempted to leak it? I had a hint but I don't want to conclude things without basis.

He nodded and held his chin as if thinking of something. I saw him bit his lip while his eyes looked like they were celebrating.

"Date me, if you want to know." He smirked.

"Are you kidding me, Kraius?" I said in disbelief.

"Trina. Do you know her?" he said seriously.

I became serious after that. Who can forget about the mistress of my husband? Atlas indeed wanted me to experience hell. Even his mistress wanted the same for me.

Fuck them!

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I glanced at my wristwatch. I shook my head when I saw the time. It is exactly three in the afternoon. One hour before meeting with Montreal.

I sighed. I still can't believe that gay attorney made me agree. He used his scheming tactics on me, except for my interest when I heard Trina's name who was behind everything.

I balled my fist. She will never get away with this. I've had enough. I already accepted the reality that she's Atlas' mistress, but I could never accept her attempt to humiliate me. I will make sure that she'll pay.

After some time, I brought my attention back to the papers that are scattered around my table. I looked into it one by one. Being a good psychiatrist in the Metro means having the biggest responsibility. I had things to take care of and things to hide.

Just after reading some, my head already ached. I put the papers back on the table and removed my eyeglasses. I looked above and stretched slightly. I also massaged my temple slightly. I'm having a migraine with what I'm reading. Mental health issues and my patient's record.

"Ma'am, someone's looking for you."

I stopped what I was doing when I heard my secretary's voice. I turned my gaze towards the door that opened.