Get Me Married

Chapter 34: Jordan’s changes

I ended the call abruptly and thought of sleeping, I didn’t close my eyes the previous night and really needed it.

So I turned back to my bedroom and met with Sam. She smiled widely at me but I felt different from the way I always feel. Especially after what I saw the previous day. Pretense. And the things the other woman said, I don’t know why I listened in the first place, maybe it wouldn’t have me doubt Sam but now I did and had to get to the truth.

“Where were you last night?” She queried.

“I searched everywhere for you” she added. I walked deeper into the room and sat on the bed, exhaustion taking over me

“Talk to me Jordan, you have been acting strange since I returned. Don’t you love me anymore?” She queried and I shook my head, the thought of not loving her anymore was not even possible.

Of course I loved her, she was the only woman I have ever loved. She knew me, she accepted me and didn’t run away like most people would. But that didn’t stop me from feeling the way I did. I wanted to find out the truth, who would have kidnapped my wife and hurt her the way they did? And even asked her to divorce me? No one would want a divorce from her as badly as I and Samantha and I know that I didn’t do it. Everyone seem to think it was Samantha and I wasn’t so sure anymore.

“Of course I do, don’t ask me that again” I said to her and she sighed. She sat closer to me and placed her hand over my shoulders.

“I was worried, you didn’t enter this room all through out the night and this morning. I thought Genesis has you wrapped around her fingers” she said and I turned to her. Funny enough, I wasn’t so angry at the mention of her anymore. I didn’t know why, and I could help but wonder if it was because I had forgiven the lies and manipulation she did just to get married to me or because I felt pity for her.

I pushed the thought away from my mind immediately, thinking about her so much was starting to get to me.

“I feel exhausted and wouldn’t mind sleeping” I said to Sam and got on the bed.I ended the call with the inspector immediately. Rage filled my system at what he told me. Someone had my kidnappers released and that someone could be no other person than Jordan. They had lied and changed their statement, causing the release of Samantha and as if that wasn’t enough, he had freed them. He really didn’t care about me or what I was going through, he didn’t care about my sleepless night, neither did he care about justice for me.

I lost appetite for my lunch and immediately headed to the master’s bedroom.

I walked in without knocking and my stomach tied into a knot at the sight of him and Samantha

sleeping soundly on the bed. For a second there, I felt stupid and foolish, he had stayed the entire night watching me and making sure I slept, but that was just for show. His loyalty still remained with Sam and if he was suddenly nice to me, it was only to deceive me. I meant nothing to him and that’s why he didn’t care about my justice. He freed those guys without thinking of me for a split second.

I stared at them angrily and walked out of the room. I didn’t see the need to yell or shout. It was of no use to me anyway. He would only think of his Samantha anyway. If I wanted justice, I had to fight for myself and myself alone.

to call the inspector and have the case reopened. They had to get my kidnappers and Samantha

other side and decided against closing my eyes. I didn’t want to remember the pain and the fear and I didn’t want to see his face anymore. It was better I

last book on my desk and my

a slippers and quickly went downstairs. Something was always in the kitchen to

Didn’t want to get fat but shrugged it

me with his eyes on me. I looked away, I was still pissed at him

he was concerned and came closer to me till he stood behind me. I ignored him and rounded up with my cookies before I got up from where I sat and picked up my plate and glass. I dropped them at the sink and decided to wash them off since the

heard him come closer to me and felt

his Samantha while

him. A reply was right at the tip of my tongue but I forced myself to remain quiet. He stopped hurting me and didn’t want him to go. back to it. Moreover, he wasn’t worth

the plate and suddenly he grabbed my hand and made

I smiled. That was the Jordan I was used to. The first Jordan I knew, was through the phone and in our hotel room right before our marriage, he didn’t stay too long before he disappeared. I liked that Jordan, I really did. The second Jordan was the one that always found a way to hurt me and get angry over things he

and his eyes widened. He let go of my hand and

anytime we meet, my skin has been bruised up enough. It was

and act like an animal or return to your criminal mistress. So please stay away” I said lastly and rinsed off my plate. I dried them off and placed them in it’s appropriate place

don’t have the right to speak to me with that tone” Jordan finally said something and I stopped. I turned to him, he was back to glaring at me with his hands balled into a

you have the right to treat me the way you please?” I asked with

was never it. I must have been stupid, I mean if you could hurt me all the time because you assumed I lied to you without finding out the truth for yourself, then what else can’t you do?” I said and his

away, I headed upstairs, leaving him behind. When he pulled me by my arm and I lost my balance

He asked angrily, triggering all the anger I felt

when you already know how you had

out looking at me shocked and I was taken

“Now you are lying” I yelled,

have anyone released” he protested. I scoffed, disappointed and

He called my name and my legs went still. For the first since we got married, he called my name. I