Chapter 12
Quentin stormed out, passing through the garden where he caught the guests whispering and shooting glances his way]
He frowned, feeling like everything was spinning out of control.
Fuck keeping up appearances–he needed to get to the Rolandos place right fucking now.
His assistant saw Quentin’s murderous expression and didn’t dare breathe a word, just gunned the engine and tore out of there.
The whole ride, Quentin kept trying to call Jessica, but her phone was completely dead.]
His WhatsApp messages weren’t going through either–fuck, she’d actually blocked him![]
What the hell had happened? Quentin’s heart was hammering as they sped through the streets, anxiety eating him alive.[]
When Jessica’s phone kept going straight to voicemail, he tried her dad, but Dexter’s phone was off too
Quentin clenched his jaw, the dread building in his gut. He gripped his phone so hard his knuckles went white, forcing himself to stay
calm.
Jess, where the hell are you?
The
car pulled up to the Rolando mansion and Quentin jumped out, rushing to the f
front door.
He hammered on the door “Hey! Anyone home? Open the damn door!”
The housekeeper who answered looked at him with disgust: “Mr. Atlante, shouldn’t you be playing daddy at your bastard’s birthday party? What the hell are you doing here? Our Miss Jessica wants nothing to do with your cheating ass!“]]
Quentin felt like his head was about to explode, his vision going blurry.
“What the fuck did you just say? Who told you he’s my kid? Who said that shit!”
He had a sinking feeling his worst nightmare was coming true, but he was still desperately hoping to deny it all.]
“Mr. Atlante, you’ve been playing around, knocked up some side chick, and now you wanna act all innocent?”
“Miss Jessica was o
out of her mind to fall for a piece of shit like you!
“Get the hell out! The Rolando family doesn’t want you here! Miss Jessica is done with you for good!”
Quentin couldn’t believe how hostile the staff was being, completely refusing to let him in. After cursing him out, they wouldn’t say another word.[]
He was losing his mind and about to force his way in when a figure approached from the distance. “What’s all this drama? Everyone get back to work!”
The Rolando family’s head butler appeared, waving the other staff away. They scattered, but not before spitting at Quentin’s feet.[
The butler stepped forward and opened the gate, gesturing for Quentin to enter: “Mr. Allante, Mr. Rolando is expecting you.“]
It a wave of relief wash over him.
Quentin felt a wave
Mr. Rolando still wanted to see him–that was good
After all, it was Mr. Rolando who’d walked Jessica down the aisle and made Quentin promise to love her forever.]
Thinking about that, Quentin swallowed hard, suddenly feeling nervous
He walked quickly toward the house, the path feeling endless
e.l
He’d walked from the gate to the mansion countless times, but this was the first time it felt like torture.
In the living room, both of Jessica’s parents
nts were sitting on the couch. Her mother’s eyes were red and swollen, looking completely
drained–she’d obviously been crying for hours.
The moment she saw Quentin, Mrs. Rolando lost it completely, charging at him and slapping him across the face
“Quentin Atlante! Do you have any fucking conscience left? How could you do this to Jessica!]
The slap knocked Quentin’s head to the side, and lus assistant couldn’t help but gasp.
But Quentin didn’t say a word, just took the hit like he deserved it
“Mom, where’s Jess?
Mrs. Rolando covered her face, sabbing: “Don’t call me mont. I don’t have the curse of having a cheating piece of garbage for a son–in–law.”
“What did she ever do to deserve this? She loved you with every fiber of her being, and you just shit all over her heart“]
Mrs. Rolando was crying hysterically while Mr. Rolando gently rubbed her back, trying to comfort her.
“Alright, honey, don’t cry anymore. You’ll make yourself sick. Help Mrs. Rolando to her room
Mr. Rolando gave quiet instructions, then glanced at the butler.
The butler nodded, placing a laptop and some documents in front of Quentin
“Mr. Adante, Miss Jessica left these for you. You should probably take a look.”
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Quentin suddenly felt terrified of what was in front of him. With trembling hands, he opened the documents to see “DIVORCE AGREEMENT in bold letters
He frantically flipped to the signature page and saw both his and jessica’s names already signed and notarized![]
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