Life After Marriage Book 3

Hypocrite

*** So Aug playing Chef -boy-eye-negro to Keke Palmer huh lol? How he gon cook for her and not his wives? He need to whip up something for them meet and greets.

Yall seen the video of him cooking for her? It's on TeamAugustAlsinaNation instagram page. But SkateboardP told me about first.

AMBER P.O.V. -

"Thank you for dropping me off at the hotel Cecile."
I sat my crutches in the corner as I eased onto the bed.

"It's no problem. Your foot is hurt. What would I look like just leaving you there." She was about to leave.

"Wait, Cecile."

"Yes?" She turned to me, closing the door back.'

"I am very sorry for what August did to you. I don't know what would make him react like that."

"Me neither. I was utterly shocked!"

"He was completely out of line I will admit that, but please drop the charges. We are supposed to go back home tomorrow and this can get really messy."

"I can't do that Amber (Amb-bur). He attacked me like a raging bull." She started getting animated with her body.

"I'm not excusing his behavior, but we have kids Cecile. My foot is hurt, it's going to be a struggle trying to come back and forth from Canada trying to handle this. Please."

She shook her head profusely.

"No. No. No. Amber. He could have choked me to death. I have a family too you know."

She plopped in the chair opposite the bed.

"I know and like I said I am sorry. But please. I beg you."

"Amber I wish I could, but a man with so much rage shouldn't be let free. He could potentially hurt you. You should really leave him at once."

"Please Cecile we have kids. And they don't need to be away from him that long. Caught up in the Candian legal system could take years."

She thought about it for a second, sitting with her legs daintily crossed.

"Well, because you are a sweet girl, I'll do it. Under one condition."

"What?" I was willing to do anything at this point I just wanted him out.

"I pick him up by myself. And let him know that this must never, ever, happen again."

"Of course."

"Okay. Okay." She got up and left out.

"Thank God." I plopped back on the bed and could finally get some rest.

AUGUST P.O.V. -

"August Alsina." An officer came to the front of the cell, where I was locked up with at least ten different people in one holding cell.

"Yes." I came in front of the bars, gripping them with my hands.

"You're free to go." He opened the cell so I could leave out.

I followed him to the front expecting to see my wife, but instead I was met by Cecile, devishly smirking.

"She dropped the charges." The officer said. He handed me my cellphone, and other items they took when I got locked up.

I looked at her and walked passed her outside.

"You can't run from me Aout. Your wife told me to bring you back to the hotel."