Page 53 of Marrying My Ex's Boss

Anyway, now I got my first surprise of the day after helping get the kids ready for the day. With all the help we have, I still like to do the things I’ve always done, but what do you do when your three-year-old prefers her new best friend to choose her clothes and her little sister follows?

We haven’t decided what the girls should call him yet. I know Gracie suspects something because she’s been very vigilant lately, especially after the wedding.

I’d explained the best way I could that Mommy and daddy were not happy together anymore but that we still loved them and wanted only what was best for them, but how could they understand that at their young ages?

Anyway, it’s either Marcus or Uncle Marcus so far, and we’re letting them go at their own pace. But back to my surprise. When we came downstairs after breakfast, the car that was waiting for us was not the same one I had been using for the last few months.

This one had to have been custom-built because the back seats were facing each other instead of all facing forward. There were three seats for the girls with their car seats and then two for Marcus and me, and then Carl and the driver were up front.

This one was silver with a white interior. I once told Monique that that would be my dream car. I’m beginning to see how this works. He thinks if he asks me outright, I might be too shy to answer truthfully, but Mo and me sharing girl talk is different. Slick!

‘He could ask me. I have no problem pointing out exactly what I want and require.’

“Does Justice approve?” I nodded my head with a smile.

I’m going to have to get used to him talking about Justice as if he’s real. Only my family ever did that, and Paul was not amused when I tried to explain that one time. In fact, he told me not to tell anyone about Justice, or they’d put me in the madhouse.

‘Paul is a pissy little bitch; who cares what he thinks? I’m sorry I didn’t get the chance to read that bastard for filth. I’d have told him about his tiny little dick that goes along with his puny little brain.’

Not another one of your fits because I didn’t let you have at him.

‘I’m just saying. Luckily, we don’t have to see that D-list broke ass shit stain again.’

‘I woke up in a new Bugatti, bitch what? That trailer park trash could nevah.’

Justice, my brother, you would’ve made one hell of a bro.

JUSTINE

We didn’t head to his office after dropping Emma and Susie off at daycare like we usually do. Instead, he headed for the conference room, where even his grandfather was in attendance.

The room was packed, with people standing as well, which was odd. It looked like everyone who worked for the company in the different divisions was there, including Paul and Melanie, who did not look pleased to see me.

“Hello everyone, good you’re all here.” He walked me to the head of the table, where only one chair remained empty. I balked when he held the chair out for me but one look at his face told me now was not the time to fight him on this.

I sat in the chair knowing that all eyes were on me as he stood behind me with his hand on my shoulder. “Everyone, I’d like you to meet our new COO, my wife, Justine Devereaux.”

‘Well, I tried to tell you so (Yes, I did)

But I guess you didn't know

As the saddest story goes

Baby, now I got the flow

Cause I knew it from the start

Baby, when you broke my heart

That I had to come again

And show you that I'd win

You lied to me

All those times I said that I loved you

You lied to me

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