Wild Nights With My Brother’s Ex-Best Friend novel Chapter 180

NICOLE

Esmeralda tells the housekeeper to leave us as soon as she places a tray of tea, coffee, and other treats on the center table in the living room.

We’re seated across from each other. Emeralda is still smiling like she’s happy to see me but I know that can’t be true. Why would she be happy to see me? That makes no sense at all.

“So,” she begins, grabbing a cup of tea and sugaring it before stirring slowly. “What did you want to talk to me about?”

“I think you have an idea.”

“I don’t, actually,” she replies. I try to ignore how her answer enrages me, and remind myself that I didn’t come here to pick a fight with anyone.

“Let’s start with why you’re doing this to yourself, then,”! begin calmly. “You haven’t been eating and it’s clear.

Why? Why are you hurting yourself like this? What do you think you’ll achieve?”

Her gaze meets mine, and the smile slips from her lips. I prefer this seriousness, because at least it lets me know that we’ll be real with each other.

“You’re being judgmental, Nicole, and I really don’tappreciate that. Remember that you’re in my house and t can ask you to leave at any minute.”

I bite back the scoff that threatens to leave my lips. My house? “I want to understand what’s going through your mind right now. What you’re doing to yourself isn’t normal, Emeralda. Why aren’t you eating? You’re just going to hurt this baby even more.

“Even more? What’s that supposed to mean?”

“It means you’ve already hurt this child by giving it a father who isn’t with you,” I explain, not holding anything back. “Children should be created in loving relationships.

If it doesn’t work down the line, fine, but you did this out of spite and malice. You went to sleep with him on the day I told you that he was the man I was seeing!”

Emeralda stares at me with a stern expression on her face before she takes a sip of her tea. I wait for her response and I have to wait for it for a long time.

“You don’t know anything about that,” she concludes.” Roman and I could still end up together. Once I give him this son and he falls in love with the baby, he’ll look at me with different eyes. And you? Whatever baby you’ll have will never be his firstborn son. It’s as simple as that.”

I can’t believe my ears. “Do you really think that having a baby is going to make him fall for you? Roman never even wanted to have children. That’s not how things work.”

“Who’re you to say what works and what doesn’t?” sheexclaims. “You don’t understand much of anything either, Nicole. You were having an affair with him while he was engaged to another woman, and now you’re judging for doing the same!”

I’m starting to lose my patience but it’s important that this doesn’t end in an argument. It’s clear that she won’t accept that what she did was wrong, and I’m not delusional enough to think that anything I tell her will change her mind.

Whatever, alright? None of it matters anymore. What’s done is done. What I want to talk about is how we’ll move forward from here.”

“Why? This has nothing to do with you. This is between the father of my child and me.”

“I’m his wife,” I remind her. “Whether you like it or not, we’re married. And Roman Loves me, Emeralda. He loves me.

The look in her eyes hardens. “Your point?”

“You hurting yourself and causing scenes to keep him by your side isn’t amounting to a damned thing,” I claim, not caring about how harsh I should be right now because the truth needs to be told. “You’re only going to put your life at risk. And this baby’s. And you’re tormenting him. You’re making this so much more difficult than it has to be!”

“Of course, you think that way,” she claims before reaching for a scone. With a knife, she cuts it open andstarts buttering it. “You want me to be quiet so you can live with him and forget about me existing. But that’s not going to work. I’m here to stay.”

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