My Wife's Heart Does Not Belong To Me
Chapter 2
My Naomi.
I managed a bitter smile, collected the pieces of the grass necklace, and quietly walked away.
My departing figure must have looked like a stray dog, abandoned and forlorn.
Hector’s voice called out with a false note of concern. “Luke, where are you going? It was just a joke. Don’t take it personally.”
Naomi sneered, “Let him go! He’s a nobody!”
She lovingly touched the pendant around her neck.
Hector followed me, feigning worry.
“Luke, wait a minute!”
He grabbed my arm, his face showing faux remorse, but his voice was laced with venom. “Luke, you’re just a stray dog who got lucky Naomi ended up with you.”
“But don’t worry. Now that I’m back, I’ll be taking Naomi from you soon.”
“She was always meant to be mine!”
He whispered so only I could hear, then raised his voice. “Luke, I’ve known Naomi for over twenty years. Surely you can take a joke.”
“We used to sleep together. If all men were as petty as you, Naomi would have no freedom at all.”
“Why don’t you let off some steam? Yell at me or hit me if it helps.”
Hearing Hector’s taunts, Naomi snapped. She marched over in her high heels, pulled Hector behind her, and slapped me hard across the face.
The loud smack silenced the room, and everyone turned to watch with a mixture of curiosity and amusement.
Naomi’s face was flushed with fury. “Luke! Have I really given you too much leeway?”
“You embarrassed me with a worthless grass necklace in front of my friends.”
“And now Hector offers such a generous gift, and you dare to hit him?”
“Let me be clear. You’re not even in his league!”
“If you touch him today, it’s over between us!”
Hector’s gaze was filled with both challenge and contempt. I looked back at him with cold eyes, seemingly indifferent to the pain on my face.
“There’s no need to fight over it. If you want it, take it!”
Turning to Naomi, I said with icy calm before she could say anything more, “Let’s get a divorce.”
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