All Chapters of Mr Darlington Ex Wife : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Amara's POV I knew I couldn't trust any females staff around me, except for being insecure, they were equally jealous creatures. "I am Darlington Briggs' neighbor at home. Correct! Can we get to work now? I won't answer any more interviews from you!" I warned Lola, and she sighed, "Fine. I just wanted to be sure about your affair with the boss, as it's surprising for the boss to bring you to work every day." "Rumors are ongoing that maybe you both are discreetly dating as you're aware. The boss is engaged to his lover, a top model here," Lola told me as she settled in her chair and eyed me. "I know, and I have no intention of snatching the boss. I am not interested in him, so let's focus on business," I said. Lola looked relieved, and that made me relieved too. I didn't like anyone poking nosing in my affairs. We resumed our office work. Later at lunch, I went to the cafeteria and saw Henry. I tried to greet him, but he was specifically avoiding me. "Henry!" I called him, with

Darlington Briggs.I had tried to avoid Amara, but I couldn't. I was angry that she avoided my calls and got me seriously worried about her whereabouts.I arrived home thinking that I would see Amara at home, but she was nowhere to be found. My dad also called her and blamed me for Amara's whereabouts, threatening me that nothing should happen to his best friend's daughter.I waited, and when Amara arrived, she looked drunk, and I feared that maybe she had gone out to meet with a man. She was now my wife, and no matter how I had been avoiding her, Amara and I had been sharing the same room and the same space, and it was only right that I acknowledge her and do the needful.I just wanted her, and that was it. She didn't want to kiss me as our lips met, but I was persistent. Kissing her slowly and passionately until Amara couldn't take it anymore and she gave in.I wanted more, but she stopped me and shouted, "No. Samuel, stay away from me. You don't love me, so why are you doing this?"

Amara Nicholas:Later in the afternoon, I went downstairs to have something to eat, and the maid told me that Mrs. Ifeoma said that I should cook my lunch by myself."Is there no cooked food in the house?" I asked the maid, who looked afraid and hesitant to speak."I cannot cook, and you don't expect me to starve. Move away from the kitchen door," I shoved the maid aside and entered the kitchen. Walking up to the pot, I opened it and served my meal myself. I had already told Darlington that I wanted to leave the house, but since he refused, then I could as well take care of myself appropriately."What are you doing with my pot? Didn't Nora inform you that you are not allowed to eat my food? You will start cooking your food as from tomorrow onwards," Mrs. Ifeoma said, and I replied, "Okay, ma."I stepped out of the kitchen and went to sit comfortably at the dining table to have my lunch. I didn't know how to cook, and that was because we have maids at home, and my mother always pampere

Amara Nicholas;I saw the anger expression clearly imprinted on the two women's faces. Mrs. Zara didn't look pleased to see me serving Darlington, but I didn't care. I was enjoying every bit of it and waited for Mrs. Ifeoma's reaction as I knew that she was going to explode soon. Once she came back into the house and after escorting her friend away, I wished I could go outside and eavesdrop on their conversation, but seeing that they were out of sight and Darlington looked hungry, I dashed into the kitchen to dish out a bowl of water for him to wash his hands."Samuel, I am neither your wife nor maid, and this food, I actually serve it for myself," I said to Darlington as I finally walked out of the kitchen with the bowl of water in my hands and approached him to serve the water."Really? Then there's no problem with you serving another meal for yourself. I am certain that you are not the one who cooked it," Darlington said to me with a smirk, but I grimaced after seeing that handsome

Darlington Briggs;As I walked into my parlour, the lights were turned off. I also referred to my parlour as my sitting room, and I went straight to my bedroom to gather most of my personal things, knowing that my mother would still be waiting for me to step out.I did not like how my mother was worrying so much about me. I am not a kid, but my mother worries so much and fears that I might fall in love with Amara. Indeed, Amara is very beautiful and more chubby than Jenna who is slim. Not only that, Amara has a nice shape and I had seen her naked, something that my family isn't aware of.As I approached my bedroom door and knocked, I expected Amara to respond, but she didn't. I stood waiting behind the door and knocked again, yet Amara did not reply.I finally turned the doorknob to open and saw that my room was also dark. Why did Amara like switching off the lights? I frowned and moved away from the door to switch on the light.Amara was laying on the bed, but she seemed awake. She d