A Love From The Past

Chapter 2:The Past Hurts

Closing his eyes after a deep sigh, in his thoughts comes that fateful scene of the day he discovered the worst way, what it is to love and hate someone.

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It was a big party, we had had an argument and once again it was about the mother-in-law pestering me to give her a grandson. Peter was enraged that he had argued with his mother and consequently, argued with me about it and also the possibility of getting a woman pregnant and her being our surrogate, that disgusted me.

A long green sequin dress with a slit down the right thigh was on. Modeling my body like nobody else. I was drinking champagne and in the distance I saw my worthy husband holding Jamile as always. He knew how much that hurt me. Her mother didn't mind demonstrating how happy she is to be able to show everyone that she was the one who was appreciated as a daughter-in-law.

A handsome man next to me at the bar smiles at me. I close my face because I'm not one to wind anyone up like that, mainly because I'm married. He insists on bringing up the subject.

- Hard day ma'am?

- Who cares is not.

He smiles and continues.

- He doesn't seem to care about you, after all, if he were my wife he would insist on being by your side, but it seems that he values ​​those around him more than you.

It was like a stab in my chest. A man I've never seen before saw how much was being pushed aside by a silly argument. In one gulp I drink the champagne and ask the waiter for another. It doesn't take long and I've already had three bowls in one gulp.

I was talking animatedly with that man next to me and I didn't even realize that he was entangling me with a sordid plan. I didn't even realize that my husband was there and neither did my mother-in-law and Jamile.

I excused myself and went to the bathroom and there was no one inside. I did what I needed to and went back to where I was and continued talking to that man.

My worthy husband was no longer in the ballroom and neither was my friend Jamile. I continued the conversation and didn't even realize I had a new glass of champagne in front of me. I drank talking to that man who introduced himself to me as Rick.

I felt strange and with that, I decided to leave. I looked for my husband, when I heard an argument, I approached because I recognized Peter's voice and what I see right at the end of the corridor, him kissing Jamile and that was a fatal blow. She gives me that victorious look as she kisses him and I feel the ground open up.

Realizing that there was something wrong, he turns towards where he was and the shock when he saw me was greater. The biggest thing was to see that my husband was in shock when he saw me there, he tries to approach and argue that it wasn't what he saw, but he couldn't hear anything. My head was buzzing so I couldn't hear what he was saying.

I threw up disgusted by what I saw and turned on my heels and ran towards the exit of that place. I felt dirty, I wanted to get out of there. I was dizzy, until before passing out, I was supported by that man who was talking before.

Before being supported by him, I heard my husband's cries in the distance asking me to wait for him. After that, I heard nothing more. I was in despair and with that, I got dizzy due to drinking, I don't know, but I would certainly know later that it was because of my little angel that was already in my womb.

I wake up to screams and banging on a door. With a loud thud the door opens and I zone out, not recognizing where I am. I only see my husband and Jamile besides my mother-in-law looking at me in a room that used to be a hotel. She was wrapped in a white sheet and with that, she was totally naked. A man was sleeping beside me. Peter screamed.

- Me here feeling guilty for you thinking that there was something between me and Jamile, but now I see that I was wrong with you. She's nothing but a prostitute.

I try to say something but I can't. My head hurts. I don't even know how I got there or what happened. Rick wakes up with the screams and with that, he looks furious at Peter and he returns the look, the two exchange punches and the security guards soon appear separating them and to my greater despair, my mother-in-law until then gives me a look that leaves me still more embarrassed. Ironically, my mother-in-law looks at me with pure contempt. The same look with which for three years of marriage with her son she had not gotten pregnant and with that, she despised me for thinking I was infertile.

- You won't say anything Rose, the cat got your tongue after all. My son, I'm leaving here because I've seen what I needed to see and please Rose, don't go any closer to my son, I don't tolerate shamelessly in my family and I thought he was decent, but I see that he's nothing more than a w***e.

I couldn't speak such a daze was in my mind. Totally confused not knowing what was going on there.

- Come on Jamile, you are the ideal daughter-in-law to stay with my son.

The two leave and soon, Rick gets up from the bed after being restrained by security and the two looking at each other, he mocks my husband.

- You offend your wife, you think you're offended, but you were screwing her friend the whole time they were together, or you're going to say it's a lie by chance. It just goes to show that you're nothing but an asshole male.

- Look here you worm, you can stay with that prostitute, I never got involved with Jamile or with any woman besides that one, but your friend was willing to help us have a child, since she is not even good for that. I would never have anything with any woman if she gave me an heir.

The words hurt in my heart, I feel everything tear apart. I finally manage to speak up.

- I can be a prostitute and even be infertile, but I don't need to use excuses to go out with anyone. You who are only an infidel. If I did what you're saying, know that changed lead doesn't hurt, but a horn when you press it on a man's head is worse than admitting your own mistake.

- Slut is what you are. I don't want to see you anymore. We'll only see each other to sign the divorce.

Turning on his heels, he looks at Rick before leaving and both once again exchange blows, as Peter would not take lightly what had happened there.

Tears roll down my cheeks, hotel security breaks up the fight. I don't even have the strength to get up and try to do what they did in seconds. As soon as everything calms down, I look in disbelief at Rick who goes to the bathroom and then returns dressed and talks to me telling me that nothing had happened and that I had vomited on the dress and with that, a chambermaid had undressed me.

Later after everything that happened, I divorced Peter, he assumed a relationship with Jamile and I found out I was pregnant with him. But for fear of being offended and also for hurt pride, I didn't say anything. Also with the divorce official, I received a proposal to specialize in the area of ​​my work and I accepted immediately since my family never supported me and with that, I was practically expelled from London.

The only one who reached out to me was my older sister who is my friend and my son's aunt. The only one who knows everything I found out about my ex mother-in-law's sordid plan with my dear ex-friend Jamile and her mother, since a while later, I met that Rick who told me their whole plan, which left me even more disgusted but disappointed that Peter had let himself be carried away by all that. Other than that I found out later that she was pregnant, and it only remained to know if it was really his.

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