CHAPTER 7 I A*n Veritas Reject You…
A*n woke with a start to the incessant vibrating of her phone on the bedside table.
With her heart beating wildly at being forcibly woken unexpectedly, she fumbled around trying to find the d*mn thing with her bleary vision.
When her fingers finally closed around the familiar surface of her phone, she hurriedly checked the caller display and saw the name of her cheating ex flash up on the screen.
She narrowed her eyes and pressed the reject button before throwing herself back on the bed. 32 missed calls and a stream of messages across SMS and social media flashed up on her notifications from him. A*n snorted derisively.
Her head turned to the side on her pillow and she scanned her room. A wry smile formed on her face as her eyes landed on the discarded wedding dress crumpled in the corner of her room.
She was supposed to be getting married today… the day she had dreamed of and planned for all these years destroyed in merely a few moments.
The phone vibrated noisily in her hand and a quick look revealed yet another call from Brad. She sighed internally and answered.
“What?” She sneered into the phone.
“A*n, please, you have to believe me, it’s not what it looked like…” Brad began hastily before A*n cut him off with an incredulous laugh.
“Oh, f*ck off, Brad. It was exactly what it looked like and you know it. Don’t take me for a fool any more than you already have done. We’re done.”
“Wait! A*n! You can’t be serious? One
quite eager to fill me in on all of the glorious details of your sordid relationship
She’s lying! I swear A*n. It was only once
pregnant with your
minutes. Anne wrapped her arms around herself, suddenly cold. She wished Maeve would speak up with some c*cky, inappropriate comment
no way…” Brad answered
to sort it yourself.” A*n answered flippantly, already slamming the walls around
my wife in a matter of hours! We can face this
and laughed hard. It was a sound devoid
this, Brad. Get over yourself. I refuse to play stepmother to the
taken months to organize! People have traveled from different
in my sister, but then, honesty isn’t
“A*n… please…”
“F*ck you, Brad. I
“A*n… don’t…”
“I A*n Veritas reject
and the resulting
incredulously at the phone in her
phone across the room angrily and watched
If Brad thought that would save him from A*n’s rejection he had another thing coming. A*n slid off the bed angrily and after a quick shower and washing her hair, she began to get ready.
“Self-obsessed, arrogant little p*ick. How dare he refuse to listen to my rejection. Just wait until I get my hands on the little twerp.” A*n muttered furiously as she rapidly pulled her clothes on and grabbed her phone from the position where it had landed.
She stormed out of the bedroom and barely dodged the housekeepers in her fury as she entered the kitchen area looking to grab a quick breakfast to take with her.
The Kitchen staff hurriedly passed her a bag with a hastily prepared bacon and egg panini and she thanked them hastily as she turned and walked straight into Ada.
Ada shrieked as the coffee she had been carrying tipped down her front and glowered at A*n furiously.
“Watch where you’re going, freak! F*ck! This was new, it’s completely ruined!” Ada wailed.
“New? Thought sl*ppy seconds were more your style.” A*n snapped as she pushed past her.
“Awww, is the little princess still sore that I’ll be marrying her man because I’m a better choice? Really, A*n, you’re ugly enough already, if you let jealousy twist you more no one will want you.”
Ada’s s*rill laugh tore through her and A*n whirled around snarling furiously and rushed towards her.
Ada yelped, her eyes wide with fear as she tried to get away from her but she was too slow.
She was slammed into the wall with such force that all the air from her lungs left her. A*n’s forearm pressed dangerously against her neck and she gasped for breath as he stared panic-stricken into A*n’s eyes.
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