Get Me Married

Chapter 59: She is my wife

A FEW DAYS LATER

JORDAN

My father was saying lots of things that sounded like bullshits to my ears. They were the only things he was good at, saying tons of bullshit about his name, his wealth, and the reputation he had built for himself. I have been hearing that for a long time and it became worse when Genesis left. It turned out that someone saw us and made a video. It was going viral and my name, my character, and that of Genesis were being questioned none stop. I have not been able to leave my house in peace and my father was not making things easier.

I didn’t wait for him to finish the last sentence he was about to make, my ears were just beginning to ache and I hung up on him and smashed my phone against whatever it was I smashed it against because his words were all too annoying and it was painful to just hear them.

My head was still hurting and no matter the number of painkillers I took, my migraine remained. I was staring at nothing and looking at the wall when I felt hands on my back, I knew who it was immediately. Samantha mover her hands from my back to my chest while she rested her head at my back

“I know that it’s all just too much to take in” her voice came in soft and calm and soothing. Almost.

“Come on, you have to relax and calm down, being so angry won’t help,” she said feeling my stiff muscles under her palms.

“This is all her fault. That no-good piece of shit” she added and if I was angry before, then I could probably have been lying. I instantly took her hands away from my body and turned so I could look at her in the face.

“Don’t ever call her that again,” I warned and turned to take my leave.

“But that’s what she is” she snapped and made me stop in my tracks.

“Can’t you see what she is doing? She is doing everything to get your attention, to get the sympathy of everyone. All she is doing is to make you realize that your marriage to her won’t disappear” her voice came calm again and I heard footsteps behind me till I felt her so close to me.

“She wants to break us up, she knows you love me too much and since she can’t send me to jail, she wants to make sure we break up”

“She wants you to choose between her and me, between your marriage to her, your name and reputation, and sending me to jail” she added. Her words were only fueling something in me and it wasn’t a good feeling to have towards the woman you love. She had always been the one, always but in such a short time, I felt different and was seeing her differently. It felt like something changed and it wasn’t a good change. Instead of her to try to make her look bad and say bad things behind her, she could at least try to feel sorry.

“Sam…” I called out to her as calmly as I could muster.

“Yes….” She replied and moved closer to me.

“Have you thought of apologizing to her?” I asked and her eyes widened in outrage.

should I do something so demeaning?” she asked raising her tone a little higher

I asked her still maintaining my

her kidnapped and even had them trail her back to my house?” I said, my tone going

“Uhmm…no… of course not……. it’s” she

“I didn’t mean…”

fault but yours and would only be yours. Don’t provoke me even more because I might

tell her how sorry I was, I had to make her understand why I did what I did.

to stop thinking so much before I would lose it. Tired of

was the maids, women were always prone to make trouble but as the noise became louder and I went

one lady would come to my house and ask for her daughter. That thought filled the pit of

mine and my legs immediately started moving down the stairs as I walked towards them. She sidestepped Samantha and just as I walked towards them, she walked towards me but so

have seen the news as well to know that she left her

who you think you are, but you should know that I don’t

at her face, and at the same time, she pushed her out of her way just at the same time I got to the end of the

called out to me with

I replied nervously. Mr. Connor stepped in immediately and placed his hands

“Jordan…” He

is this news that we are hearing?” He asked. He sounded calm and composed and less angry and that helped me to ease up just a little. Yet I didn’t know what to explain to them or how I was supposed to tell them I had a woman I loved who wasn’t their daughter and I

sit please?”

can’t…” Mrs. Abigail

daughter for days now Jordan, and the bloggers…what’s the meaning of

again and immediately stood beside me. I turned

“And who are you again, I am going to ask?” Mrs. Abigail asked, her voice cold and

“I am Jordan’s one true love, the woman who was supposed

roared and turned my attention

fiercely, my eyes glaring at her while my nails dug into her flesh in ways I never thought

pushed Samantha away. I expected better from her, I expected her to help me solve all that was happening and make it easy but she was not. doing that. I took a deep breath and turned to the

lowered my gaze to the floor

reply I gave to them. I said nothing, I refused to give her a reply, it was hard being there and harder to tell them that she was the woman I wanted and not their daughter. I