Chapter 2
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◇Dean◇
“ I want a divorce,” he was stunned by her request.
He didn't see that coming after one year of marriage; he was not going to lie; that surprised him.
“No, you can't get a divorce, you signed an agreement, you take care of my kids and I pay for your mother's surgery and cancer treatment. You can back down now, you can't leave my kids after they got attached to you, you, it's not some game to you! “
“I'm not leaving them. I love them, they're my children too. Even though I didn't give birth to them, I will be with them twenty-four hours as their nanny. It's you that I don't want to be married to.”
She doesn't want to be married to him. That's kinda bothering him.
“What has changed? What do you want a
Divorce!” he yelled, feeling irritated.
“I can't stand our marriage, I can't stand your cold behavior towards me, you barely talk to me, you never look at me, we sleep in separate rooms, you act like I'm a ghost, this is not what marriage is like.”
“From the very first moment, I established that I wanted a white marriage with you, just papers, no feelings involved, an arranged marriage for the sake of my children. I wanted a mother figure in there after my Lily passed away, and you agreed to that. You know very well that I don't have any feelings for you”.
“But I do love you. I want to be your wife in every way, and it breaks my heart to see you with other women and bringing them to our home, I have done everything for you to notice me. I'm craving your attention. I want you to talk to me, look into my eyes, laugh with me, kiss me and touch me,” she confessed.
Silence engulfed the room after the bomb she dropped, and then the sound of his laughter echoed.
“ You're really shameless to think that I will love someone like you and share a bed with
I had one wife, Lily, and she will always be my wife. The mere thought of touching you or letting you touch me disgusts me, already, making my skin growl; you're right. We should get a divorce. Did you plan this from the beginning to trap me? Are you after my money? I knew it from the beginning: you're such a gold digger; your friendship with Lily is fake. I always had a feeling that you were jealous of Lily, of her beauty and style, her luxurious life. You always wanted her to have a life, too, and now you want to take her husband!
You have crossed the line, and you forgot your boundaries; you forgot who you are," he spit venomously.
She was taken aback by his outburst; her face was red, her eyes were misty, and she looked very hurt by his words.
“Hmm, I'm sorry if I offended you somehow, I'm very sorry, please forget what I said. Let me know when the divorce papers are ready for me to sign. I'm sorry for taking so much of your time, Mr. Williams, I will take my leave now,” she said with a shaky voice.
He closed on his chair when she closed the door behind her; he rubbed his eyes and breathed hard. He regretted saying his harsh words; there was no need to humiliate her like that; she's been nothing but a good mother to his children; they genuinely love her, she really cares for them, and she's been respectful towards him and his family.
He took his phone and dialed his lawyer's number.
◇Kate◇
She didn't know how she got to her room. She collapsed on the floor, and the unshed tears she'd been holding finally spilled over, tracing silent paths down her cheeks, trying to stifle the sound, but the pain broke through, a soft broken cry escaping her lips. She sobbed, her shoulders trembled with every sob. The room was silent except for the sound of her broken breaths, sharp and uneven echoing like whispers of pain in the dim light.
She didn't know how long she sat there crying, only when she heard her baby Clara crying at her door.
She gets up and heads for the door and opens it to find the maid holding a crying Clara in her arms.
“Mrs Williams, she's been crying asking for you.” She hands me Clara, and she instantly stops crying and buries her face in my neck.
“ Ma-ma”
“ How's Fabian”
“ He's still in the playroom.”
“Thank you, you can go now.”
I turned my attention to my daughter, who had already fallen asleep in my arms.
My poor baby, it's time for her nap, and she used to be rocked by her sleep.
“ Mama is sorry; she will always be at your side; she will never leave you or your brother's side. The only person she hates and despises right now is your dad.”
She was putting Clara in her crib when her door cracked open. She turned her head to find the devil himself showed up.
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