The Billionaire’s Ex Wife

Later when Daisy managed to escape from the clasp of Amanda’s parents and ran upstairs, she didn’t see her in the room where she placed her bag, so she went in search of her in her room which was the second one after her room. She knocked and pushed open.

Amanda was sitting there, her head bent on her phone typing furiously. She looked up when Daisy entered, and looked down at once. Daisy sensed the tense air, and knew something was off.

“What’s up?” She went closer and plopped down in front of her friend on the bed. “What’s going on, Mandy?”

“I should actually be asking you that, Dee. You just showed up without telling me and now you are asking me what’s going on?” Her voice sounded bitter

“Whoa! Calm down, girl. I didn’t know I needed permission to come here, okay? I only came because I know I fucked up back home. I shouldn’t have channeled my anger at you when I was the one who fucked up.”

“Obviously,” Amanda rolled her eyes downward, and shifted away.

Daisy knew she was going through something and knew it was her time to be by her friend’s side as she knew she would have if she were in her shoes. “I’m sorry, Mandy. I missed you so much and I knew no matter what, I had to be here for you because I promised.”

“You didn’t have to come,” Mandy said, stood up and went to the window.

“Well, too late.” Daisy said, stood, and went to her. “If there is something I have learned in our friendship, it’s the fact that friends stay when things go rough so I’m sorry, but I am not going anywhere. Especially now that I know you need me the most.”

“I don’t need you or anyone, Daisy.”

Daisy exhaled, stopping directly in front of her. ” I heard about Becky.”

“You are happy now, ain’t you?” Amanda asked, meeting her eyes.

“No!” Daisy cried out. “Why should I be?” She displayed her two arms. “I was happy for you when you were with her, I swear it! I don’t know what happened but if you think she is the right one for you, then I think we should…”

“Stop talking about her!” Amanda snapped, meeting Daisy’s eyes squarely. “Let’s not talk about her anymore. She made her decisions and for her not to pick my calls up to now? I think it’s for the best. I came here to tell my parents about us but now she isn’t even here to fight with me. At the slight storm, she runs. Is that what I’m going to put up with?”

“She ran because she was scared, Amanda. You were not being fair to her by being a scent minded.” Daisy stated not wanting her friend to make a bad decision as a result of something which wouldn’t have happened if not she messed up. “I think you should fight for her, Mandy.”

Amanda exhaled dejectedly, her shoulders sagging. “What am I going to do?”

Daisy smiled sadly and dragged her into her arms to squash her. “First of all, we tell your parents so that next time she comes back, you are bringing her to meet them. And then hopefully, pops the question.”

“You think so?” Amanda jerked away, her forehead furrowed in worry.

“I know so,” Daisy pulled her back. “Aww, I missed your hugs so much.”

“I do too. I was so miserable without you that I brought it out on her,” She mewled, her hands going around Daisy and they indeed squashed each other.

When they pulled apart, they went to flop down on the bed with their faces to the decked white ceiling, their hands behind their head, the fluorescent light in the room reflected off their faces. ” How has it been here with them?” Daisy asked.

Amanda puffed out exasperating air and shook her head with her eyes closed. “It has been terrifying, I must tell you. Particularly mom! Yesterday I considered leaving twice!”

“You don’t say…” Daisy agreed. “I’m just coming but I am already feeling the heat.”

“Can you imagine she told me about the new Pastor son in her parish?”

“What?” Daisy howled with laughter. “How could she?”

Amanda made a funny face. “I told her point-blank I’m not interested and would never be! In fact I refused to go to the evening service with them yesterday to avoid any unwanted attention or introductions.”

Daisy was still rolling with laughter. When the laughter eventually receded, they both laid there in silence for a beat, each having their own wild thoughts. Then, Daisy broke it. “You know, you are lucky to have another who cares so much about you like that.”

Amanda looked sideways at her wryly. “I’m glad she cares for you too. Wait till we are down for dinner.”

“If you mean she would match make me to the Parsons younger son, thanks. I will rather pass and cheer for her matchmaking with you.”

Amanda shook her head, deciding to forget about her mother’s trouble. She looked to her side, her hand going to her hair to stare intently at her friend.

Daisy blushed “what?” She waved her hand around Amanda’s face. “Don’t look at me like that, you know I hate it. And if you are considering begging me to help you…” She gestured to Amanda’s short knickers and the latter fell back on her back in laughter.

“No!” Amanda cried. “You are so gross. That is the last thing on my mind, eww! What do you think of me? A wild animal?” Daisy shrugged. “You know, I will never see you like that! I have my picks.”

Daisy’s nose flared in embarrassment. “What do you mean by that? I’m not that attractive for your fantasies?”

“Not like that…” Amanda came back to her position, eyeing Daisy. “Just that you and I are more like sisters, so I don’t think anything can ever make me see you like that.”

“Whatever! That’s so gross by the way…” Daisy agreed.

“Very,” Amanda shook her head, offsetting her hair from the pony bundle. “Why are we even talking about that? I meant to ask you about Ethan. Have you heard from him?”

Daisy took in a steady breath and nodded. “Today.” She started. “I didn’t have a choice but to call him to take care of Danny and Ella while I fly here.” She shrugged, releasing her arms that were starting to ache from under her head.

“Aww, that’s so sweet. You know he called me many times, begging me to talk to you.”

“He did?” Daisy asked, unknowingly eager. Then realizing herself, she cleared her throat and averted her gaze, hoping her heart wasn’t showing in her eyes. But, Amanda has already seen it, and only smiled. “So this is a moment of truth and I am going to tell you one thing, Daisy, you only live once.”

“I know that.” Daisy shone her eyes impishly, her shoulders rising and falling in nonchalance. “I own that line.”

“Amanda fell on the bed on her side, her hands going to support her head. “I’m only saying that you shouldn’t throw it away because of the past. Ethan messed up, I agree, yet, he is remorseful about it.”Property © NôvelDrama.Org.

“That doesn’t change it.”

“Still, it changes everything.” Daisy glared at her. “Calm down, let me explain,” pleaded Amanda. “You recall back then I’m college when Lupita the girl from Philadelphia said she slept with another girl in their matrimonial bed and then instead of apologizing, he locked the doors and made her watch?”

Daisy cringed, recalling the story vividly. How could she? She was one of those that had to console the poor girl. “Well, what you ain’t know is that she divorced him after, and then ten years later, after she moved to San Francisco, he looked for her, and their daughter, bought her a house without her knowledge and made her live in it.”

“What?” Daisy asked, sitting up. “That prick!”

“Yeah, he is… But here is the main story… Ten months later, she started digging in who bought her the house and and found out he was the one, and he begged for her forgiveness, slept in the twin for a week in front of her house just to get her attention, and then when she saw he was not going anywhere and her daughter ran out of the house threatening to die with her father if her mother doesn’t forgive him. She had no choice but to forgive him. He was admitted to the hospital but he died of pneumonia. She is presently in rehab because she blames herself for killing him.”

“My God…” Daisy mouthed, full of emotions. “That’s… Not fair…”

“Exactly, Daisy. It wasn’t fair. Sometimes we are so mad at people that we do things, very horrible things to them, but then haven’t we all sinned? Everyone deserves a bit of forgiveness. Isn’t that what the holy book preaches.”

Daisy nodded in agreement. It was her turn to say, “What should I do?”

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