My ex-husband’s nightmare (Lydia and Mason) novel Chapter 158

Chapter 158

Chapter 158

Lydia

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“To post or not to post?” I asked, “You have three seconds, and it starts now.” She fiddled with her finger at the same time, glaring at me. I don’t care, her glare means nothing.

“One.” I began, she said nothing, “two.” Well, I guess I’ll be posting it, “thre-” I began, but she interrupted, “stop.” She roared.

“Fine, don’t post it.” Mason and I exchanged a glance. She knew the result posting it would bring. “What do you want from me?” She asked. “What should I do?”

I smile, crossing one leg over the other casually, “Now you’re talking.” I said. She squirmed under my gaze. This was a hard decision for her to make, but that had nothing to do with me because I didn’t care.

“What I want is simple. It’s not something you can’t do.”

“Just get it over with.” She snapped.

“Correct your wrong, tell the truth,” Mason said, slamming his laptop shut. Victoria’s eyes widened, she could already tell what this meant, “hold a press conference and tell the truth. Everything, leave one part out, and I’ll post the record I have of you.” Mason said in a dark voice.

He walked over to me and sat beside me, draping one hand over my shoulder and pulling me to himself. My heart skipped a beat as he held me. I still couldn’t get used to being this close to him.

“That’s not possible.” Victoria’s outburst was enough to remind me of the matter at hand.

I shift my gaze towards her, my eyes turning cold with each second that passes. “No?” I asked in a cold voice.

“Why would I do that? It’s the same thing as you posting that recording of me, what’s the difference?” She inquired. I scoffed. Was she seriously asking me that?

“You get to protect Zoe. That’s the difference. I don’t trust myself not to talk about your bad parenting if I were ever to hold a conference.” I said, I can hold conferences too. Besides, posting the record won’t clear my name fully.

She shook her head, “Victoria, don’t make this harder than it already is,” Mason said, his hand trailing my shoulders. “Left to Zoe and me, we’d have held the conference, but Lydia here keeps saying she doesn’t want to. You should really be grateful to her.” Mason said flatly.

Victoria stood rooted to the ground, eyes wide with disbelief.

“I’m not doing it for you, it’s for Zoe.” I stated firmly, “But if you decide to push me, then I will cross whatever line I want to make sure you get buried underneath my feet, for good.”

“And you have my support.” Mason quickly chimed in.

Victoria looked at him with disappointment written all over her face. “You are my son, and you are on her side? I carried you for nine months, and she did nothing. How can yo-”

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“Leave if you understand what you’ve been asked to do, preaching here won’t change things,” Mason said, cutting her off. “He pointed to the door. “See yourself out,” He said

Victoria’s chest heaved up and down. A triumphant smile found its way to my lips, and I didn’t try to hide it. Clutching her purse, she turned, but Mason stopped her before she got to the door.

“You should take your baskets too. I don’t want anything from you.” He gestured to the basket with his chin.

“Lydia, you won’t get away with this, I promise you, you are a mother too, one day, you’d get a taste of your own medicine,” she said in a malicious voice.

“I am not like you. I’m not selfish. My children’s happiness comes first.” I fire back, “Your words mean nothing.” I stated. “You have 24 hours to make things right, and your time starts now.”

We watched her retreating figure. I placed my hand over Mason’s, giving him a light squeeze. Even if he tried to pretend like he was fine, a part of me believes he was broken. She is, after all, his mother.

“Do you want to have a drink? I’m sorry I spoke that way to your mom, she just… I just.” I turned to explain, but he stopped me, placing one finger on my lips. He shook his head slowly.

“You don’t have to explain,” his voice was raspy as he spoke. “She caused all she’s receiving, you are doing what you have to do to protect yourself.” He paused and cupped my face, “she stopped being my mother the moment she tried to kill my kids. I could’ve forgiven her for that, but the fact that she never showed remorse and is hell bent on separating us while prioritising her own happiness, is proof that she doesn’t deserve my love or pity.”

I inhaled sharply, placing my hands on his, “You and the twins are more important to me.” He planted a kiss on my lips.

It was supposed to be a small peck. But I just couldn’t let go of the taste, so I deepened the kiss, tasting his lips and wrapping my hand around his neck.

His hands moved from my face to the back of my head, and I passed my hand through his hair. Nibbling on his lower lip.

His phone beeped, ruining the moment, and we pulled apart. He smiled and placed his head on mine. “Maybe we should have a drink.” He said. He didn’t pick up his phone; instead, he rose to his feet, “I’ll be back.”

Mason returned with a bottle of wine and two glasses, and we drank and chatted all night, while counting down Victoria’s time.

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Victoria’s POV

My phone beeped for the second time that day, and my already beating heart accelerated. I reluctantly opened the message and snuck a peek at the content.

It was the same as the last one. A reminder of what I was supposed to do. It had been over 12 hours since I spoke to Mason and Lydia.

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I had 12 hours more, I threw my phone on the bed, biting my nails. This wasn’t right, I can’t go back on my own words, what would people think?

What would they say?

I paced around. I needed to come up with a plan. The door pushed open after a soft knock, and Julia stepped into the room, looking all dolled up. She isn’t aware of our predicament yet.

“Why are you pacing around?” She asked, walking towards me. I stopped to look at her, “What’s wrong you look nervous? Everything is going according to plan.” She said.

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