Dear Wife, I Hate You (by Josephine Mbanefo) novel Chapter 39

Killian’s Pov

I was in my office, typing and typing, but my mind wasn’t focused. My thoughts drifted back to Lilith and what we did. That kiss we shared. I ran a hand through my hair, frustrated. What did I even do? Why did I do it?

I didn’t have an answer. It just happened. And now, I was regretting it. But I couldn’t lie, her lips were so soft. I couldn’t stop thinking about them. What was happening to me?

It felt like Lilith had done something to me, like she cast a spell. I hated it. I needed to hate her even more now, so she wouldn’t try anything again. That’s what I told myself.

But she had been sad. She looked broken. And I kept her. Damn it.

Now I couldn’t even focus on my work. All I could think about was the sound of her moan. The softness of her lips. The way my body reacted to her.

I was still lost in my thoughts when my phone rang. I frowned and glanced at the screen. It was my father.

That man hadn’t even attended my wedding. Not like I cared. There was nothing special about the wedding anyway. But why was he calling now?

I answered. “Yes?”

He chuckled. “That’s all? You’re not going to tell your  father that you missed him?”

“I don’t have time for this. I’m in the office,” I said dryly.

I heard another voice in the background. My mother. She spoke loudly enough for me to hear.

“We missed you,” she said. “We’re coming to see you.”

I blinked. “What?”

My father confirmed it. “Yes, you heard your mum. We’re coming to your place.”

“When?” I asked.

“This evening. We’re already getting ready,” he replied.

I sighed. “If you’re showing up at this time, you might as well say you’re sleeping over.”

He laughed again. “You have how many rooms? Uncountable. We’ll just sleep in any one we want.”

I rolled my eyes. “I have houses all over the country. I’ll just spend the night somewhere else.”

Then my mother’s voice came again, sounding a little frustrated. “Killian, what is your problem? We’re your parents. We just want to spend time with you.”

And then she added something that really caught me off guard.

“By the way, your sister is coming too.”

“I haven’t heard from her in God knows how long.”

“Well,” she said, “you’ll see her soon.”

This was too much. Too much drama all at once.

My father spoke one last time. “We’re coming. Get ready for us.”

Then he ended the call.

Right after I ended the call with my father, I grabbed my phone again and dialed Lilith’s number.

She picked up almost immediately. “Hello?” Her voice sounded off–like she was distracted or tired or… something I couldn’t figure out.

“What’s wrong with you? Why are you talking like that?” I asked, frowning.

“Nothing. Nothing at all,” she replied quickly.

I didn’t believe her, but I let it go. “I’ll be on my way back soon. My parents said they’re coming over.”

There was a pause. Then she said, “What?”

“Yes,” I repeated, rubbing the back of my neck. “They said they’re coming to the house. Just giving you a heads–up.”

“Just a heads–up?” she repeated, sounding surprised. “You could’ve told me earlier. I would have started preparing something. I don’t even really know your parents. I’ve only seen them once. And now they’re coming over?”

“Just be prepared,” I said flatly, then ended the call.

I let out a deep sigh and ran a hand through my hair. “God damn it,” I muttered. “Why are they coming now? Just to mess with my peace?”

I considered calling Nolan to rant about this, but I had a feeling my parents would call him too. I didn’t want to drag him into the mess just yet.

Instead, I forced myself to focus. I worked for another hour or two before I finally stood up and left the office.

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