Divorced, But Not Broken
Divorced, but Not broken Chapter 184

The man behind the desk was flawless, even more than Jonah ever had been, and had on a custom tailor made suit, his earnest face giving me the same no-s**t attitude even if you could see his obvious mocking glint behind the glasses that made him look even sharper, in short terms, he looked like he knew what he was doing.

"Joseph?!"

My voice stuttering his name the slightest, not sure what to say when he still was staring at me, like he was angry or upset, so that part hadn't changed then, him being this a*****e that was going to call me out on my s**t and do it without any remorse. Why the f**k was he even here, in this office, looking like he owned it all? I was still unsure what to say when he got up and walked towards me, judging my outfit, and I knew it. He still had the personality of a f*****g cactus when I was frowning, that a*****e. Why the f**k didn't he tell me that he was the one that had made me come up here in the first place!?

"Yes, it's me, new and improved... and oh my, look at you...

Andrea... What happened?" He was standing before me, sounding the slightest sadder, making me blush, and I hated that he made a stupid smirk. Knowing that I had done some s**t and more, I left him, and here he was, Jonah's stupid tech guy that seemed to be doing way better than I ever did!

"s**t, that's what happened, Joseph... Now, why the f**k did you call me up here? Are you going to boast in my face before you call Jonah and rat me out!?" I was tired of trying to cover up every part of my life when he made a confused face before it turned into a scowl. He didn't like me saying Jonah's name; that much was clear.

"Jonah!? Do you think I'm working for that fucker!? Andrea, f*****g look at me! I own this f*****g company, and you think I need that slimy bastard!? He never respected me and what I could do! Always calling me fat, well, guess what?! I'm not!" He was growling it when I made a sigh.

Yeah, that was sensitive still... and he did look good. He probably had no problem getting laid, even if he didn't look good for millions.

"You look like s**t, by the way..." he was still angry when I shrugged. Yeah, so what if I did? he didn't have my life. He probably had some cute boyfriend and two dogs that he showered with more money than I spent on myself over a year. "Yeah, I know... having three kids makes you look like that, at least when you're not a rich bastard..." He made a surprised smile hearing me say that; he looked happy, was he? Happy that I was poor or had three kids?

"Heard you got remarried, and I'm not going to lie, baby girl.. I was laughing all night when I heard that Jonah went crazy, almost destroying whatever allegiances Fiona had worked oh so hard for, all over you. the stupid old fat woman." I made a slight hurtful sound, not over what he was calling me, as I said, Jonah had called me fat, and so had everyone else, the only person that really hurt me, because he f*****g meant it when he said it, was Buck, that

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"Yeah, I did, but now I'm divorced... again..." I was feeling tired when he lost his smile. To my surprise, again, wait?

So, Joseph was serious when he said that he was happy for me, that I had run away, kind of like maybe he did; still, he was here, not too far from big bad Jonah, that always seemed to get back inside our lives, or at least mine.

"I'm sorry about that, really... Andrea... Why did you come back?" he was nodding for the armchair when I sat down, defeated. Yeah, that was part that was still kind of hard for me to get to. Why did I come back here?

"I don't know... Okay... I don't know... my husband Buck, he returned with his old wife and... I couldn't stick around in the same town where everyone has seen me naked... "I was closing my eyes, not caring that Joseph's face had changed. Was he angry again? How unusual...

"Naked!? Please don't tell me you did some stupid s**t. You did, didn't you?" He sounded condescending again; a woman knocked softly, walking inside with a tray that she had put down at the table I was sitting with him, still standing up. Sandwiches, really? Now? I was rolling my eyes when he looked at me with serious eyes. He always was a fun guy, wasn't he?

"Eat" He just said that like a commando when I made a sigh and did take on of the fancy things, eating the slightest from the crust-free bread, *****g luxury everywhere...

"How did you know it was me?" I was still chewing when he made a smirk, constantly looking so calm again with his d**k attitude. No wonder he had made a fortune by the looks of it. He didn't care about people's feelings; he just didn't and look where it had gotten him. I should take f*****g notes..

"You are just as stupid as you always are, signed with your own name, didn't you?" He was still standing when I put the sandwich down again. Oh s**t, I did, didn't I?! I made a complaining sound, thinking how I could be so stupid when I felt the hand on my shoulder. He wasn't a touch kind of guy, never was, but I wasn't going to smack it away like I would have it been anyone else. No, he was friendly. Deep inside all that asshole, he was nice... and he was the only one to stand up against Jonah, walking away from him and making all of this from scratch, probably, that smart bastard.

"I did... I f*****g... oh god... Joseph, who the f**k am I kidding? Jonah is going to find me, and he is going to take my kids!" I was sniffling now, leaving the strange but tasteful snack in front of me, burying my head in my hands, hopelessly like I was these days. "Andrea.

please

"Joseph sounded tired, too, as soon as Jonah's name entered the room, he didn't look as good anymore, and I understood he didn't want to be involved with Jonah no more than me. He had left, and I was dragging his ass back inside a life he didn't want to have. "I know, I know... stop being a b***h that cries all the damn time.... And get the f**k out..." I made a small giggle that sounded awful, still crying like a baby, worse because I knew that in the end, everything I did was just prolonging Jonah's coming for my Kira, even if he couldn't have the twins. Some of me believed that he wouldn't care, or at least Fiona wouldn't if she needed them.

He didn't speak back when I walked towards the big glass doors that made this place look incredible, like him. He really had made something for himself, hadn't he?

"You take care now.... Oh, and I do miss the trench coat...." He made a suffering face to my last smile, still standing in the big office, knowing I was walking away from this job, company, and him right back home to go even crazier. "Andrea, wait.... Just f*****g wait..." He made another suffering face when I stopped. Honestly, he didn't need to twist my arm that bad. I had nowhere to go and ran out of options for what to do.

"Let's just f*****g think about this......and.... I don't know... let's eat something... I'm f*****g starved anyway.... I was looking over him, starved? That's not how I would describe him these days. Nope, he was fit as hell compared to me.

He didn't lift a finger more than I needed regarding exercise.

"Sure..." He sighed like he would regret this, telling his secretary and at least three more people he was leaving; to my surprise, he really was the boss around here, wasn't he?

"Don't gawk, I am way smarter than every one of you together... besides... I told you that I was done with that s**t when I graduated..." he beamed now, walking inside the elevator with me along, people staring, so yeah that this was weird and awkward, not what I had expected to happen waking up this morning, finding Joseph and that he had made himself so successful, I was f*****g proud of him.