Get Me Married

Chapter 61

Chapter 61: Apologies Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

GENESIS

My heart skipped at the words that came out from Jordan but what was more shocking was the way he glared at his father and his father, back at him. I never realized that they both never had a good father and son relationship.

“Get your hands off me, you dimwit” Liam, his father pulled his hands away from Jordan’s grip and turned his attention to me. My heart skipped at the intensity of his gaze, and I had to turn away again and lower my gaze.

“Don’t say anything to her and just leave” I heard Jordan speak up and immediately lifted my gaze. He was staring at his father with so much anger, it was evident that the slap his father gave to me was not the only reason. Not like he had ever cared that much for me anyway. Mr. Liam turned to his son and just like before, they glared at each other once more.

“The both of you should stop this now” Mom Leona yelled from where she stood beside me

“Tell your husband to leave, I never asked him to come with me anyway” Jordan replied harshly, without taking his eyes off his father.

“Jordan, calm down” mom Leona said and moved forward, then she stood between her son and husband.

“Liam…” She called out to her husband, so calmly and lovingly. I kind of felt sympathy for her, living with such a husband and son could kill a woman.

“Come on, calm down,” she said and placed her hands on his arm.

“Let’s leave the couple to sort out their differences” she added but Mr. Liam didn’t move. He was still glaring at his son and for a second there I wanted to pull Jordan’s gaze away from his, but I didn’t dare.

“They will have this sorted out, Genesis is a reasonable person and everything would be cleared out immediately” she added. Mr. Liam scoffed immediately at that and turned away from his son. He turned to his wife, he was still with the angry look on his face.

“You call her reasonable, she caused so much problem by leaving her husband’s house with such an attire” he started while pointing his fingers at me. I glared at him, unable to understand how he could be so inconsiderate. But what was I supposed to expect when Jordan had done worse.

“She completely brought shame to my name and doesn’t care about it and you tell me that she is reasonable” he yelled.

“I only did that because your son is a bastard and inconsiderate one as that and with what I can see, you might be too…” I blurted out angrily and jammed my lips together the moment he realized what I said. He turned to me with a death glare in his eyes. I probably shouldn’t have said any of those but I was angry as well and I had more to say because there was so much anger inside of me.

“He will go to any length to hide the wrongs of people if he wants to. He is unjust and untrue and

feels no concern towards me. Why should I care about your name when everyone in your family treats me like a toy, a maid, or rather a slave?” I yelled.

It went quiet after. No one made a sound neither did any make a move. Jordan was still staring at his father, mom Leona was still staring at her husband and her husband was glaring at me. But it was silent and the only sound I could hear was the sound of my heart beating fast and loud inside my chest. But I was unafraid and unremorseful. If they were angry, I was also very much angry.

The silence stretched for a long time, too long a time, I was slowly tired of hearing nothing and seeing nothing but them. But fortunately, mom Leona spoke up.

“Glaring at her won’t make her take back her words Liam,” She said and that got him angrier. His veins were becoming visible on his neck.

“Let’s just go and let them settle this themselves” she added just as she had said before. I sighed and folded my hand across my chest knowing he wouldn’t listen to his wife. It took a longer time, he didn’t stop glaring at me but he finally looked away and turned to his son.

“Make sure you settle this” he simply said and turned away.

“Take care of yourself, my dear,” mom Leona then said to me and walked away. It made me smile to know that she was the least terrible among the three of them.

When they left, the house became quiet, really quiet that I had turned around for Tiana and Tiffany but found no one. It was just I and Jordan left in the sitting room and to say the truth, I didn’t want to be in the same space as him. But I also knew he came for something.

“What do you want Mr. Chase?” I asked dryly and walked over to a cushion. There I sat and waited for my would-be husband to give a reply. He turned around and turned to me. His eyes were on me, I could feel them but I didn’t want to look at him and didn’t attempt to.

“Are you going to speak?” I snapped when he said nothing for a long time. Then I heard him sigh.

“Can we go back home?” He asked. But hearing those words was simply funny and laughter erupted from the pit of my stomach and out of my mouth. I laughed and laughed so hard hiding my pain and anger. It wasn’t just funny but it was hurtful because I knew too well that my only hope was with my parents.

“Home to my parents you mean” I corrected.

“No… I mean…” He paused and I turned to him so I could look at his manipulative face and watch him speak. That was impossible since he looked away from me the moment I turned to him.

“The home we share,” he said. Rage settled in the pit of my stomach immediately, he was mocking me, he was truly mocking me.

“Get out…” I yelled and got up from where I sat.

“I can’t do that. I came to take you back with me”

“What do you mean by you came to take me back with you?” I got up from where I sat hating the way he was speaking to me like we were the perfect couple from the beginning. He said nothing

and that only made me angrier. I glared at him, remembering all that happened and how he had manipulated me like I was some piece of chess he could move around.

“You know what…?” I turned my back to him and placed both hands on my waist. Looking at him was surely making me angry and I didn’t want to look at him anymore.

“Get out from here, I don’t want to see you” I added.

It was quiet like I was the only person in the room but I knew he was there with me. The silence stretched for a very long time, I almost believed he had left. Not unul I felt a light touch on my arm. I jerked and turned around, only to see him standing close.

“I still can’t leave here without you. I know things look bad but we can selile this. Let’s just go home” he spoke like he had not heard what I said 10 him. Yet his voice sounded unremorseful like he didn’t owe me a simple apology.

“Jordan, leave” 1 glared at him while folding.

“Genesis please…”

“I said you should get out, are you deaf?” I snapped at him. But he was adamanı, he remained where he stood like I didn’t just speak. I realized that he wasn’t going to leave and decided it was better I did

I turned away from him and turned to the bedroom where it was safer only for him to grab my hand. Rage pulsed through my blood and anger filled my heart. My other hand shook with rage and the moment I turned back to him, my hand moved in sync while being up in the air and it landed on his cheeks.

His face turned to the side and he let go of my hands.

“Don’t you ever lay your hands on me” I said loudly and turned away to leave. But stopped, I turned back to him. His face was still turned away from me as shock followed.

“I left my life to get involved with someone as despicable as you,” I said with regret and pain.

“I thought you were simply hurt because you believed I deceived you and pretended to be Samantha. You hurt me time and time again because you were so angry. I took everything but this I can’t take anymore. I accept your love for Samantha. I accept that I can never take the place of her in your life neither can I take the position of being your wife but I can’t live with a man who doesn’t care about my wellbeing. You would not send Samantha to prison for almost killing me, I accept that I am powerless but I have made this easy, have I not? Stay the fuck away from me” I said lastly and stormed away.

I was almost at the door to the bedroom when Jordan once again held my arm and I stopped in my tracks. I shut my eyes tightly, trying so hard to not lose my mind. His touch was not only irritating my skin, it was driving me crazy and making me feel like I should throw up. I refused to look at him, I didn’t

want to, if I did I would lose my mind. But I tried pulling my hand away from his but he held on and held on tighter.

“Genesis…” He called out in the most soothing voice I have ever heard from him. I was still looking away from him when I thought his height had suddenly reduced. I honestly don’t know

why I turned back but I did and my mouth dropped when I saw him kneeling with his head bow.

“I’m sorry” he spoke up.

“You did absolutely nothing wrong” he continued. I pulled my hands away from him and stared at the man who was always filled with surprise.

“What are you doing?” I asked him shocked. It was Jordan Chase, and he was kneeling in front of me.

“I wish I never wronged you from the beginning. You were never what I thought and I found out that you didn’t deceive me and for Samantha….”

“You are right. I can’t send her to jail, I love her loo much to do that but I also never meant to manipulate you or hurt your feelings” he continued. I shook my head like I was no longer hearing properly but no matter what did, I still saw Jordan kneeling in front of me.

“Jordan…..”

“I think you should leave” I mustered.

“I want you to come with me” he answered.

“And why should I do that? So you can treat me like trash and so I get to watch you and Samantha in my matrimonial home or wait till she tries to kill me again”

“No… I would not do any of those anymore. I promise that no one would hurt you and …”

“I’m not coming back” I replied dryly.

“I want out of this marriage and would want nothing to do with you” I added even when I haven’t thought about it that far.

“No… please… I feel so guilty for all I did,”

“And would your guilt take back all you did” I snapped and he went mute?

“Would it make you a better husband? Would it take back all the things Samantha did? For my sake and the sake of your guilt, would you send your mistress to prison, or rather still would you send her away? What good would your guilt do me?” I yelled. It went silent and he gave me no reply and just as I thought. He would never be able to do anything for me rather than make me bear his name.

I sighed in defeat and disappointment.

“But I can do all of that and more just to make things right again” he suddenly blurted out.