Revenge After Divorce (Olivia and Nick) novel Chapter 86

Chapter 0086 

NICK 

+25 BONUS 

I didn’t know what to say, what to think. For two days, I have not said a word. Mother blamed Olivia for father’s death but we both knew that I was to blame. Today was my father’s funeral and as I stared at the casket. My mind took me back to when it all started, Olivia begging me to give her friend a job. 

back Sandra telling me all those things about her and showing me evidence of her wrongdoing. I wished I could go there and not listen to her. Fire her and make sure she never came anywhere near us again. I wish I had protected my wife instead of listening to a stranger. If I had, I would not have sent her to jail. 

She would still be whole, and we would be happy raising our son. But I was blind, dumb and naïve. I let my emotions lead me and I didn’t use my brain. My wife got hurt in prison and her monster of a father killed mine. It was all my fault. 

Mother wanted blood; she wanted revenge but how could she want to get it on Olivia when I was the one who started the whole thing. “Nick, it’s time for you to speak” Ethan nudged me. he has been a good friend since this happened. Never left me alone even for a second. 

He was the one who made the funeral arrangement because mother and I were out of it. I walked forward and spoke about my father. “James Jones, a good man, good husband, good businessman and a good father. He didn’t deserve to die this way. He still had a lot to live for, to see my son grow up, teach him how to play ball like he taught me and teach him how to be a good businessman. 

That was the first time I spoke in two days, giving my father’s eulogy. I scanned the crowd hoping to see Olivia and my son but they where nowhere to be found. I had hoped she would come and bring Samuel to say his goodbyes to his grandfather. 

But I didn’t blame her for not coming, not after mother attacked her and blamed her for what Luke did. Olivia didn’t even know Luke. Ethan cleared his throat taking the paper I had written on and continued with the eulogy. 

My mind was not there, I kept looking at father’s casket and guilt ate me up inside. I was to blame, father laid in that box because of me, why didn’t Luke come after me? that was one question I didn’t have an answer to, and I didn’t understand why he did that. 

The funeral continued until everything was done, father buried six feet under, and only fresh soil remained. I stood there looking at it as if someone was going to tell me that it was a prank, that my father was not dead. “Let’s go man.” Ethan said. 

I appreciated everything he has done for me and my mother during this time. He put aside our differences and became my friend without me having to ask. He took charge and made sure father had the best funeral. 

“I need a minute alone.” He nodded then left me there going to stand by the car. I took out my phone and dialled Luke. “Nephew! Good to hear from you, beautiful service you had there for your father. You have outd yourself.” I looked around but I didn’t see anyone besides Ethan. 

“Did you receive the flowers I sent? It was the least I could do since I couldn’t be there in person.” If that was the case, then how did he know about the service? “I want to ask you something.” 

“Go ahead.” His voice was so cheerful, it was annoying, “Why didn’t you kill me, why didn’t you take your revenge out on me? I was the one who hurt Olivia not my father. Why did you kill him instead of me?” my voice was raised towards the end, 

and my father paid for it with his life. He didn’t deserve it. “Your mother didn’t ow what I don’t care about that. I want to know why you killed him 

Chapter 0086 

Chapter 0086 

NICK 

#25 BONUS 

I didn’t know what to say, what to think. For two days, I have not said a word. Mother blamed Olivia for father’s death but we both knew that I was to blame. Today was my father’s funeral and as I stared at the casket. My mind took me back to when it all started, Olivia begging me to give her friend a job. 

back Sandra telling me all those things about her and showing me evidence of her wrongdoing. I wished I could go there and not listen to her. Fire her and make sure she never came anywhere near us again. I wish I had protected my wife instead of listening to a stranger. If I had, I would not have sent her to jail. 

She would still be whole, and we would be happy raising our son. But I was blind, dumb and naïve. I let my emotions lead me and I didn’t use my brain. My wife got hurt in prison and her monster of a father killed mine. It was all my fault. 

Mother wanted blood; she wanted revenge but how could she want to get it on Olivia when I was the one who started the whole thing. “Nick, it’s time for you to speak.” Ethan nudged me. he has been a good friend since this happened. Never left me alone even for a second. 

He was the one who made the funeral arrangement because mother and I were out of it. I walked forward and spoke about my father. “James Jones, a good man, good husband, good businessman and a good father. He didn’t deserve to die this way. He still had a lot to live for, to see my son grow up, teach him how to play ball like he taught me and teach him how to be a good businessman.” 

I scanned the crowd hoping to see Olivia That was the first time I spoke in two days, giving my father’s eulo and my son but they where nowhere to be found. I had hoped she would come and bring Samuel to say his goodbyes to his grandfather. 

But I didn’t blame her for not coming, not after mother attacked her and blamed her for what Luke did. Olivia didn’t even know Luke. Ethan cleared his throat taking the paper I had written on and continued with the eulogy. 

and I My mind was not there, I kept looking at father’s casket and guilt ate me up inside. I was to blame, father laid that box because of me. why didn’t Luke come after me? that was one question I didn’t have an answer to, didn’t understand why he did that. 

The funeral continued until everything was done, father buried six feet under, and only fresh soil remained. I stood there looking at it as if someone was going to tell me that it was a prank, that my father was not dead. “Let’s go man.” Ethan said. 

I appreciated everything he has done for me and my mother during this time. He put aside our differences and became my friend without me having to ask. He took charge and made sure father had the best funeral. 

“I need a minute alone.” He nodded then left me there going to stand by the car. I took out my phone ar Luke. “Nephew! Good to hear from you, beautiful service you had there for your father. You have outdone yourself.” I looked around but I didn’t see anyone besides Ethan. 

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“Did you receive the flowers 1 sent? It was the least I could do since I couldn’t be there in person.” If that was the 

then how did he know about the service? “I want to ask you something.” 

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“Go ahead.” His voice was so cheerful, it was annoying. “Why didn’t you kill me, why didn’t you take your revenge out on me? I was the one who hurt Olivia not my father. Why did you kill him instead of me?” my voice was raised towards the end 

It made me mad that I did wrong, and my father paid for it with his life. He didn’t deserve it. “Your mother didn’t tell 

your 

1?” I frowned. “Tell me what? You know what I don’t care about that. I want to know why you killed him