Divorced, But Not Broken
Divorced, but Not broken Chapter 223

"Do one more lap for me..." I was turning again, Joseph inspecting my dress, for what were the thousand times since we left the salon I had been at since this noon. I thought this day was supposed to be fun and bantering, but nope. He was all business, complaining about everyone and everything that came close, including me.

"Joseph, stop! | look f*****g fantastic, and you know it!" I was sick and hungry, stopping when he wasn't happy about me, fighting back when he wanted everything to be perfect about my looks, and I had no idea why. I didn't care that much, to be honest. I was still doing this for Jonah, who was picking us up with me getting fitted into the dress one last time.

"I know you do, and its all me, Andrea. You understand that, so don't f*****g stuff your face the first three seconds inside the door!" Joseph was sneering back, making me want to punch his stupid face: I couldn't f*****g eat?! I was pregnant!

I was just about to tell him to f**k himself when he held up his hand in my face like he really was f*****g five when his phone was beeping suddenly, he didn't have time to make me want to kill him.

"Why the f**k are you smiling? Who are you texting, your boy?" I was snickering at his face going red. Oh! So, he was texting someone then! good to know... I came closer, trying to sneak a peek, when he hissed at me like he was a cat, making me roll my eyes, and he called me a f*****g stray.

"None of your *****g business! Now, where is that useless d**k who knocked you up!?" He was still flushed from head to toe when I observed him fiddling with his phone. He did look... better .... I didn't know who or why he was messaging, but something was up. "He is here in five; take it easy, Joseph. You're not the one that is going to get burned at the stakes tonight..." I snickered again when he dropped the hostility making my stomach turn. He had that look again I didn't like, and I thought it was because of his sister.... But yeah, something was really up....

"Joseph... you know that you can tell me s**t, right....? I mean, s**t that I won't tell Jonah about?" I was smiling, trying to show him that whatever it was, I could be trusted, considering what we had been through...

"Yes, yes... I know... and I do..." Joseph smiled, and it did make me feel better seeing him drop the strangeness in his eyes I didn't like; it just rubbed me the wrong way.

"Good." I was smiling even more when my phone was beeping now, showing me Jonah telling me to get out, right now, to my huff.

He was also nervous and hadn't slept anything last night, even if he was good at hiding. He looked like crap this morning, walking out and telling me to get my hair and face done! Like I wasn't going to, considering where the f**k he was taking me! "Let's go... Jonah's here..." I was already walking towards the exit, taking my jacket and feeling it ripped from my hands when Joseph was shaking his head and throwing my jacket on the floor getting me pissed. What the f**k was his problem?!

"I hate to tell you, babe, but that jacket isn't going anywhere with your dress tonight..." Joseph smirked at my scoff, eyeing the jacket that had stains from something, and I couldn't remember what it was. Fine!

"Fine." He was helping me put it on when my phone beeped again, so Jonah wouldn't wait around anymore; it was half past seven, and I bet he was already cursing up a storm in the car.

"You're not coming with us?" I saw Jonah get out of what was not our car, surprised and still not, seeing the limousine parked on the driveway. Yeah, he wasn't going to ride a combi, was he? this event, seemed like a big f*****g deal!

"No... no... got my own ride and... I hate him... I followed Joseph's eyes, staring at Jonah for a few seconds, that was smirking, knowing exactly how much he hated him back.

"Yeah... maybe it's for the best..." I didn't want him to leave me, to be honest, but Jonah and Joseph in the same car, no matter how big it was, wouldn't end well.

"Andrea, we're getting late!" I didn't believe that for a second. Jonah just wanted me gone from Joseph; that wasn't smirking back. He just turned and looked at me sadly, making me feel worse about leaving him.

"Okay... so I'm going to go and... we'll see each other inside, alright?" I smiled hopefully when he nodded back to the tightness in my chest, losing up. He better f*****g show up since I was going to spend the evening surrounded by strangers that hated me based on

rumors.

"Yes, I will see you inside, Andrea...." Joseph smiled more when I did a thumbs up to his eye-roll, thinking I was stupid and weird for doing it when I grinned back, seeing he loved me, even if I was a stray cat.

"You better not f*****g mess that dress up, babe, cost me a f*****g fortune!" He was yelling it behind my back when Jonah was taking my hand in his, pulling me close like he didn't give a s**t about Joseph still staring hatefully in the background, arms crossed and pissed off.

"Hello, beautiful... have we met before?" I didn't know what to say, taking a deep breath. I hadn't noticed him looking so damn stunning in a tuxedo that I was sure my ovaries would have exploded if I wasn't pregnant!

"Jonah... omg..." I was taking heavy breaths, stunned by his piercing blue green eyes that were consuming me like he couldn't believe I was in his arms. Trust me, I was feeling

the same way! He was f*****g magnificent

"Yes... Cleaned up good, didn't we?" I was nodding, still speechless, like I had forgotten just how f*****g Rawless he was when he wasn't surrounded by kids and had something more than just hoodies, even if I did love them on him too! "You look f*****g amazing!" I didn't care that I was fangirling the s** out of him, my eyes the size of saucers, he looked so good, and it was still hard to believe that he was mine.

Jonah didn't answer that. He held his arms tighter around me, making me feel his heartbeat against my chest. The warmness from his hands on my back made me feel safe from anything the world could throw at me.

"You look... Gorgeous.... the most beautiful woman in the world..." I smiled stupidly when he did a small choke looking at me like I was the best thing in his life, just like he was mine.

"....and I'm so f*****g happy you gave me a second chance, baby...." Jonah moved his hand towards my bump when I blinked, trying not to start crying over just how fkg happy I was over the same thing. We finally had everything we ever wanted.

"So, let us go show those fuckers that we belong inside of there, okay? I want everyone to see just how fucking beautiful my girl is..." he ceased when I gulped hard realizing that he really believed that I was the most beautiful woman in the world, always. "Oh god... I love you so much, Jonah, just... I'm scared....

"my eyes showed fear, and I hated that, but I was. This wasn't going to be like the time he ignored me, having his arms around Shailene and being a good boy; this was a f*****g statement, war.

"I'm f*****g scared too, Andrea, always. The only reason that I have the f*****g balls to go there is you. Don't you get that, baby? You are everything I need... I don't want to spend more time regretting s**t; I want us to have the f*****g life we deserve, our kids deserve!" His voice got darker at the end. My mouth, parting the slightest, s**t I loved when he went full passion on me, the strong force in his eyes that never disappointed.

"Alright... Alright, Jonah. Let's f*****g do this..." I was giggling back towards his smirk. I don't know how we got here. Still, I sure as hell was thankful that we did get inside the limousine by the tuxedo dress guy that was half my age, going to meet the only people in the world who could slow Jonah down in his path, well... almost.... He smirked, taking my hand in his, feeling the car move. I know he was staring at my boobs the second he could, but I didn't care. I wanted him to stare at me.

"I'm so going to fu*k you when I get the chance....

Jonah's eyes were traveling over me, and I smirked more. I wanted that same as him when I got closer, wanting to feel him against me, expensive dress or not seated together inside the limousine.

"You better..." I couldn't stop myself from kissing his cheek the slightest, seeing the small print of my lips on his skin and making me smirk more. See? he was mine; 1 f*****g marked him.