Amy Shit ! Naëlla is gaining ground and if I don't do anything right now, Ethan will eventually forgive her and the two will get back together. But that, it is out of the question that I let happen. After all the sacrifices I've already made to separate them, there's no way I'm letting such a thing happen. When I got out of Ethan's place of service, I made the call directly to Ethan's number from my car. "Hello!" He said on the other end of the line. "Where are you Charles? Meet me in thirty minutes in our usual bar.’’ I summon him by hanging up, without giving him time to place one. I start my car and drive to the bar where Charles and I are supposed to meet. I start drinking beer nervously. About thirty minutes later, Charles creeps up and walks over to me. He knows very well where I am sitting, since we usually come to this place and we always sit at the back of the room. ''Hi ! So, is there a fire somewhere?” He asks me the question once he sits down across from me. “We need

Naella Today is Monday. I have not yet recovered from the events of this weekend. I need to talk to Ethan and make him understand that I am innocent of what he accuses me of. I have come to the end of my one-week leave that my boss granted me. However, I could not move forward in my search for the truth. The only thing I know is that Amy is behind this whole evil plan. However, I have nothing to prove this. It will be my word against Amy's. All I have to do is try to convince Ethan to believe me. After all, we are husband and wife and as such we owe each other trust. I could see during our last meeting, that my words had an impact on him. I pray to God that he finally believes me. I go to work as scheduled. I work until lunch break, then I decide to go to Ethan's office. I have to talk to him and make him understand that I didn't do anything at all. So I walk up to his office and shyly knock on the door, coated I push it and I have come into Ethan's office. I find him with his lawye

Ethan Naëlla refused to sign the divorce papers, but I sent them to her office. I don't want to continue with this charade that is our marriage. I don't want anything more to do with her. Even meeting her, I don't want to. I intend to ask his superior not to hire him at the end of his professional internship. Her father has a big business, she can continue to work there. I don't want anything to put us together anymore. "Do you really think it's worth getting divorced?" Clara my little sister asks me. "Of course Clara! She cheated on me, it's not like it was a trivial matter." "Are you sure it's really her?" "What do you mean by that? I couldn't have been wrong about my wife after all! Even Amy can testify that it's her." I tell him, looking indignant. "Amy? The very one who cheated on you when you were together? Why are you hanging out with her?" Clara asks me, surprised. "She's not like that anymore. Besides, she regrets what she did to me." "And you think she could have cha

Naella Ethan pulls me out of my gongs so much. I can't believe he says such mean things about me. He may have been fooled and cheated on by our exes, but I thought he might at least have some savvy. Anyway, I don't know if it was a good idea to come here. Luckily, I'm going away from this company. Meeting Ethan in this business all day long, saying hurtful words to me, doesn't help me at all. I hope that as I signed the divorce pzpers, I will not have anything more to deal with him. I would have though wish I could elucidate this matter. I will see what language he will use this time. I came home after taking my leave. Ethan's editor left me a message for the success of his book. We're supposed to go on a date together to meet her and discuss about the book. But I don't plan to go there. I have many other things to do. Already he does not want to see me, so much better not to saturate. For now, I must begin to sort this story out. I thought until my brain hurt. There must be an expl

Ethan I get out of the car and call the woman. She's Charles's mother, and I'm curious about the purpose of her visit to my house, since Naëlla no longer lives here. "Ah my son, you are there!" She said stopping. "Hello mum, how are you?" I ask her. "I'm doing well thanks !" She answerers to me. "Did you need something? Or are you looking for Naëlla? Because she no longer lives with me." I say to her. "It's true that I'm looking for Naëlla, but since you're here, I'd like to talk to you." She replies, increasing my curiosity tenfold. "In that case, I'll let my car in. You can wait for me inside the house." I tell her as I take the seat behind the wheel of my car. I run quickly, while the young mother enters. I park the car in the courtyard, then I go out to join Charles' mother inside. I find her comfortably seated in the living room. I come to sit next to her and look at her questioningly. "Son, I thought I was going to find your wife at your house?!" She says looking around