All Chapters of My Husband Wants An Open Marriage : Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Larissa’s PovThere are things I have never seen with Zephan. Vulnerability, was one of them.“Why… what changed?” I asked, my heart squeezing loudly in my chest.He sighed, staring at me with a look that says eh is broken, “My mother…. She wasn’t the best, but she has… had people that cared, that will cry after her… and me…” he choked. “I feel like I have no one, just you,” he said in a soft tone.I didn’t know if I should laugh or actually pity him. The moment of epiphany must have really hit him hard, because staring at this man, the same one that said he didn’t care if I stood by him, wondering why suddenly he needed love from me.“What about the girls? The bunnies like you like to call them?” I asked. I wasn’t trying to kick him while he was down, but I knew that I needed to understand what was going through that head of his.His hand grabbed mine, his eyes watery as he stared at my face, “Larissa, please let’s make this work, we have to make this marriage work,” he said. “You a

Harl’s Pov“We are sorry Mr Donovan, we didn’t know…”“Where is my mother!?”I turned, my eyes finding Zephan storming towards me with rage in his eyes. I knew this would happen after the call; I had expected it to happen. I would say I am kind of shocked that he is coming here. But again, this was Zephan, he loved the attention.The attendant looked like he was about to fall through the ground as he stared at the raging Zephan. He knew his mistake, calling Zephan without authorisation from me was his crime. “The nurse….”I raised my hand silencing him, “It is fine, excuse us,” he nodded scurrying away as if he was on fire.“So, this is it, huh?” Zephan hissed, his jaw locked as he stared at me with anger in his eyes.“Do you need a minute?” I asked, keeping my tone light as I watched him.He shook his head, letting out a dark laugh, “Don’t do that, don’t try to make me look like some lunatic, just like you did my mom!”Wasn’t it funny how the second she died he now knows he has a m

Larissa’s PovStaying cooped up in here wasn’t going to help me. Hiding away, waiting for when Zephan would return seemed like too much of an impossible wait.“I need air,” I muttered to myself, letting myself stand from the sofa I had been sitting on. Zephan wasn’t back and I doubt he would be back anytime soon. There was no need to sit and wait, was there?I picked up my phone from the counter, holding back from texting Harl again. I mean, in the past few days that I have been texting, he hasn’t responded. Maybe if I saw his friend Darius, I could ask questions about him, but I knew that would be stupid.I would look like some desperate woman who just wants attention, and well, she wasn’t getting any.Lennie hasn’t called, she wouldn’t, I wouldn’t call me either too if I had my way. When I pushed open the door, I smiled at the gardener I had hired. “Can you find out if we can have more wild orchids? I saw a picture and I think they would look nice between the wisteria,” I said.He

Zephan’s Pov“Woah!” Eric hissed, over the sound of the glass shattering on the wall. He was lucky, a few seconds earlier, and he would have been badly injured. But I didn’t have the time to think about that.“Do you want to fucking blind me?” Eric hissed.I ignored his yell as I walked towards the mini bar in my office, taking a bottle of whiskey and taking a huge swig.“On a work day? Something must really be hitting you hard,” he muttered, settling on the chair in the corner of the room, far away from my reach. I didn’t blame him for his actions though, I wouldn’t sit close to me either.It took a minute, my eyes tightly shut as I felt the burn of the liquid down my throat, “Sorry about that, my mind was in a mess,” I muttered.He huffed, “Well, maybe you should try keeping that anger of yours contained, you are in a fucking workplace,” he hissed, his glare fixed on me.I didn’t look at him, didn’t act like anything about him bothered me, my mind was fixed on what had happened ea

Larissa’s Pov The tears wouldn’t stop flowing. No matter how hard I tried to stop it, I couldn’t bring myself to stop crying. He held her with so much gentleness, the scene wouldn’t stop playing in my head like some broken loop. No matter how hard I tried to change it, it wouldn’t. Harl was done with me. He didn’t have to say it out loud, but his actions had been a freaking billboard in Manhattan Square. Days without him were total radio silence. And I was here thinking he had been caught up with work and life and in truth? He was busy sleeping with another woman. I felt like an idiot. A stupid ne at that. Even through this, I had blocked and unblocked his number a thousand times, a part of me still held hope for something that I shouldn’t. His secretary was right, this wasn’t his first rodeo. Does he look for the helpless women? The ones from broken homes, the kind that you would just give attention to and they will give