Page 47 of Choosing My Happiness
What?! Divorce?!I felt like the wind was knocked out of me. Daisy wanted to divorce me? No way. I was the best thing that ever happened to her. Molly and Matchstick told me so. I felt my fists tense in reaction to the adrenaline coursing through my body. I didn’t believe it. This guy was lying.
I glared at him. “This is not a funny prank,” I growled. He chuckled humourlessly and shook his head.
“It’s not a prank.” The slimeball grinned again. “Daisy is divorcing you.” He paused, and then added maliciously, “Oh, and might I remind you that any act of violence against my person can, and will result in an assault charge, which obviously can, and I assure youwillaffect your employment as an employee of the city.”
A roaring anger raged through my head at his words. He didn’t back down when I stepped towards him, my blood boiling in my ears.
“Daisy isnotdivorcing me. She’smine!”
“Blaze, stop! That is an order!” My captain’s voice broke through as he stepped in between me and the fucking shark ofa lawyer. I felt arms grip me to hold me back, and then pull me into our change rooms.
The last thing I heard the slime ball say was, “Thank you for your interception. Here is my card and the associated paperwork. Please advise Mr. Lovelace to give it to his lawyer, and we will discuss arrangements. There are some financial details I need from him to determine a fair and equitable settlement, as requested by Daisy, and assure him that she only wants what’s fair and to move on with her life.”
The captain barrelled into the change rooms, red-faced with anger.
“What the fuck was that?” he yelled.
“That slimeball said my wife wants to divorce me!”
“What wife?” The rookie turned to me in confusion. “You’re married? Since when?”
I just growled at him.
“Stand down, Blaze! Head home, find a lawyer, or whatever you need to do to get your head straight. You’re done for today.” The captain’s voice calmed down the longer he talked. It’s a pity my panic didn’t.
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I punched the bag in the club-owned gym again and again. Daisy wanted to divorce me.Me!The guy that fucking waited for 4 years for her to get over her tantrum. I threw everything into the combo against the bag. So what if I played around a little in my spare time? I came home to her. I only ever slept inherbed. I gave her everything I was supposed to: a house, a baby, jewelry, and status, and she wanted to walk away from all that. The moreI hit, the more I thought. The more I thought, the angrier I got. How dare she even think about divorcing me?
I. Am. Her. Husband! She’s mine. I missed the bag with my last punch and fell on the floor.
The sound of slow clapping echoed in the shed.
“Wow, encore, encore! What do you do for a dollar?”
“What the fuck do you want, Horse?” I growled, crawling to my feet. The pissant grinned and flipped over a chair to sit on.
“Heard you get served,” Bear grumbled as he walked into the shed. I rolled my eyes. I should have known he wasn’t far behind. Those two were just about joined at the hip.
“D. I. V. O. R. C. E!” Horse cheered. “Finally, you can screw the townies honestly. No more cheating.”
“I did not cheat!”
Horse laughed his braying laugh. “Yeah, you did. In all the time I’ve known you, you’ve been screwing anything that flashed their pussy at you…while you said you’re married? Dude, screwing any woman other than your ol’lady is cheating in my books.”
Bear looked at me, frowning. He clamped down on Horse to shut him up.
“Blaze, what do you consider cheating?” Bear asked.
“It’s having two girls on the go,” I explained.
“Isn’t that what you did?”
I glared at him. “I came home to Daisy every night. I only had a relationship with her, I only boughthershit, I took her places, and she rode on the back of my bike. No one,no one elsedid that shit with me. Only her. I only had a relationship with her.”
Horse shrugged off Bear’s hand and stood up.
“You’re fucked in the head, Blaze,” he said seriously and walked out.
