Dear Ex Wife Please take me back (Athena and Alex) novel Chapter 172

ALEX

“You can't possibly tell me that I'll inherit nothing!” Uncle John hits his hand on the table as the lawyer reads Granny's will.

Just as she was about to give me a name, the nurse joined us to do a final check up. So we had decided to speak later but we haven't been alone since then.

Here we are with everyone present even though I'd rather be doing something else.

She had decided that it should be read to everyone while she was alive so no one would argue once she was gone.

Frankly, it's heart clenching and painful that we have to sit here and plan her death like it's a damn vacation trip.

“Calm the fuck down, John! You will not stress mother, do you understand?” Dad speaks, he doesn't shout but his deep voice is loud enough for all of us to hear him.

“Easy for you to say! Your son is inheriting almost everything. So is Rayen and he's barely four! I mean does it make any sense to you? Even this Athena bitch is receiving something. Then you mean to tell me my children are not going to receive any assets? Is that fair to you?”

I feel my blood boil.

Athena bitch?

This fucking bastard.

Everything blurs into one fucking large painting of red. I don’t think, I just move.

So fast no one sees it coming.

My fist slams into my uncle's fucking jaw with a sickening crunch before anyone can even blink. The force knocks him and the chair straight back, hitting the tiled floor with a thud that echoes through the silent room.

He's six foot and looks well built too. But he's no match for me. I'm a fucking machine that can only be tamed by my parents and a five foot five with thick curves and gorgeous long dark hair.

Katya screams and the lawyer fumbles with his papers.

But that doesn't stop or slow me the hell down.

I’m over the table in a second, grabbing him by the collar and slamming him back down before he can scramble up. His blood stains my knuckles and the taste of rage is thick on my tongue.

“Speak about Athena like that again-” I seethe, shoving him down harder, “-and you’ll sit through the rest of this meeting with more than a broken jaw. Do you understand me?”

His mouth is too swollen to speak, but I don’t need an answer. I want fear. I want him to feel what it’s like to touch fire and realize too late you can’t put it out.

I want him to feel the pain he put my little cousin through. It can't compare but now that I think about it, I'm actually glad he's here. I will ruin him untill he's a walking shell in his fucking body!

Strong arms yank me back.

“Son, that's enough,” he growls, dragging me aside. “Calm the fuck down.”

I shrug him off, my chest heaving like I just ran a marathon. My pulse drums in my ears, but I don’t take my eyes off John.

He’s still on the floor, coughing, with blood dripping down his chin and eyes wide.

I bet he can't believe what just happened either.

I point a shaking finger at him. “That’s my wife you’re talking about. The woman who sat next to granny every day while you were busy sipping cocktails and-.”

I hold my tongue. My eyes falling on the shocked Noah. The little shit is annoying but for his sake, I'll hold my words.

Katya opens her mouth, but I snap my head in her direction.

“Don’t,” I say, my voice low and lethal. “Don’t even fucking try. I'm not above hitting women who insult my wife, I'll break your fucking skull”

The whole room falls silent.

Granny lets out a raspy laugh from her recliner.

“Well, damn,” she mutters, her eyes proud. “My grandson looked so cool. Don’t you agree, Athena?”

Athena who is still recovering turns at the mention of her name but is too speechless to speak.

Dad steps forward, with cold steel in his voice. “If anyone has a problem with what’s in the will, deal with me. In a civilized way, or I'll throw you out! John, apologize to Athena!.”

“I can't help but wonder, is she so protected because of the formula she has in her possession? I mean I've heard of how much it's worth but seeing it in person has truly baffled me!” Katya’s voice still speaks, making me turn to face her.

I frown.

How did she know about that?

“You're delusional!” Mum responds, brushing her off but she only laughs, with a voice full of mockery.

“Don't bother denying it. My sources are highly reliable!”

A gasp leaves Athena's lips as she turns to face Noah.

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