Back at the hotel room, I cried like never before. It pains me that Nicolas has had the nerve to betray me and now that I know who it was, it makes me feel worse!

I've felt defeated so many times before while being with Nicolas Jourdan but never like this. This has got to be the second most hurtful news I have ever received in my life!

What's the first, you ask?

When I was told by my doctor that I had lost the baby. I didn't even have the pleasure of holding my little creation for a second. Heck, I lost it within a week! Thanks to a fucking car accident.

"A divorce, Ruby!?" Nicolas shouts while storming into the bedroom. He eyes my luggage and shook his head. "You can't be serious, you can't divorce me!"

I mindlessly continue to pack what little I brought to this stupid trip and place it in my suitcases. Why does he pretend to care whether I divorce him or not? If he really cared about me, or my feelings, he wouldn't have cheated on me. So, who is he trying to fool?

"Ruby!" He shouts, worry striking his tone of voice. I've never seen him worried about something that isn't his businesses - his real businesses not his affairs. "Stop packing, for fucks sake! You can't do this!"

I shook my head in disbelief, releasing a soft chortle. "Why, because you say so? Please, Nicolas." I frown, "Who are you trying to fool? Certainly, it ain't working on me."

"Mon amour -"

"Don't!" I hiss. "Don't call me that, you don't get the privilege to call me that anymore! Not since you've been fucking your mother-in-law! How sick and .. and disturbed do you have to be to fuck around with your wife's mother?!"

Nicolas saunters toward my suitcase and tosses everything out of it. "You're not leaving, not now, not ever." I made an attempt to put everything back in but he stopped me by grabbing my hands and pushing me against the wall. "Don't you understand, mon ange?"

"Let go of me!" I snarl, I don't care that he doesn't want the divorce, either way it will happen. If it's because of the money, he can have it all! It's not like I don't know how to earn my own income!

Nicolas refuses, "I love you, Ruby, and I refuse to give you the divorce you so desperately plead for."

He should have thought of that before he screwed around with Athena. Seriously, who the hell does that?! "Too bad, Nicolas. You weren't faithful to me," tears announce their arrival. "How could you cheat on me?"

"Ruby," His gaze softens. "Sit down, please, and listen to what I have to say, if you still want to divorce me after.. then I'll suck it up like the big boy I am."

"I don't want to listen," I say, my breath shaky. "You did what you did, Nicolas, now I'm doing what I'm doing and there is nothing you can do or say about it."

Nicolas releases me and sets me on the bed as he kneels on the floor, setting his arms on my knees. "Your mother was the one who started it all."

I frown, "I said I didn't - "

"Just listen, please." Nicolas begs, his eyes shining. Once I closed my mouth, he continues. "Your birthday celebration, that's where it all started."

He continues telling me how my mother had asked to speak in private with him, how she spilled to him that she was divorcing my father. He told me that my mother planted the first kiss on him and when she begged him to not tell me, he agreed on one condition: to be his autre femme.

Nicolas told me about the times he had went to business trips was always a lie. He escaped to give my mother a romantic evening and he'd stay with her in her apartment - the one he had purchased for her. He taught my mother french, he showed my mother everything and he never showed me.

For instance, I always wanted to visit Paris, France and he always refused to take me there. But he took my mother in less than a month of fucking her.

He made me feel as if Athena is the love of his life and I am shit. As if I didn't spend my best years married to his ass.

He told me he never fought with her, they didn't have a reason to argue. But with me, he had every reason to. He confessed that he didn't bother touching me since he had Athena.

"She's a goddess in bed," He declares, his eyes shining with arousal. Unbelievable.

Nicolas told me he didn't have any desire in touching me, not even to hug me or kiss me. His confession hurt me, I won't deny it. It's obvious since my tears spilled the moment that he began telling me what he sees in my mother.

"She's gorgeous, amazingly talented body for an older woman." He claims. "She smelled nice and looks beautiful."

I feel as if we have been talking for hours when in reality, it was only a few minutes and I couldn't bear to hear anymore of the affair. I was about to protest about him continuing, I didn't want to hear anymore of his fucks with my mother, but he stopped me before I could speak.

"But I only wanted her for a few fucks here and there, mon amour," He cuffs my face and wipes a few tears from my eyes. "You, you're the one I am in love with, Ruby"

After telling me all of this, the question lingers in the air: should I divorce Nico or not? Rising from the floor, he breathes. "Do you still want the divorce?"