UNWORTHY LOVE

CHAPTER 10:ARRIVAL IN AMERICA (FLASHBACK)

Three years after arriving in America, William and Jessica had built a life of luxury beyond what they had once imagined. Their love and determination had propelled them to success, and they now lived in an opulent mansion with sweeping views of the city. Crystal chandeliers sparkled overhead, and the grand halls of their home were lined with priceless art and elegant furnishings.

Shortly after they’d settled, they’d married in an intimate but lavish ceremony, with Jessica’s parents as their witnesses. Surrounded by roses, with Jessica in a designer gown and William in a tailored suit, they exchanged vows with tearful smiles, each understanding the price they’d paid to be together.

Their lives only grew brighter when they welcomed their daughter, Chloe. In a luxurious hospital suite, Jessica held their newborn with the softest cashmere blanket wrapped around her. William stood beside her, his heart swelling with pride as he whispered, “Chloe. Her name will be Chloe.” Jessica, her face radiant, smiled up at him, feeling their shared dreams crystallize in that single moment.

Two years later, they celebrated the arrival of their son. William cradled his newborn in his arms, the baby wrapped in silk and velvet, and whispered, “William Junior, the third. Our legacy.” Jessica, seated beside him in their custom-decorated nursery, gazed at her husband with pride and love. Every inch of the room, from the hand-painted ceiling to the gilded crib, symbolized the life they had built together.

With Chloe and William III Jr. by their side, they reflected on how far they had come, knowing their journey had transformed them from two determined young lovers into a family with everything they could have dreamed of. They lived surrounded by wealth, beauty, and love—yet they knew their greatest riches were held in each other’s arms.

2Years later

As Jessica’s modeling career soared, so did her ego. The once charming and seemingly loving partner transformed into a cold, selfish woman, whose every word dripped with disdain for those she deemed beneath her. Unfortunately for William, he was no exception.

With international fashion shows, magazine covers, and million-dollar endorsements rolling in, Jessica became intoxicated by the fame and wealth. Her once-shared dreams with William were replaced by a relentless hunger for power and prestige. She viewed her newfound status as a license to treat others with contempt, including her own family.

Lavish spending became Jessica’s norm, not for enjoyment, but as a display of dominance. Designer clothes, luxury cars, and parties filled with socialites were her trophies, and William’s concerns were nothing more than an annoyance.

“Jessica, we can’t keep this up,” William pleaded one evening after calculating their spiraling debts. “The taxes, the loans—there’s nothing left.”

Jessica, lounging on the couch with a glass of champagne, barely spared him a glance. “Figure it out, William. Isn’t that your job?” she said dismissively.

“Jess, I’m serious. We’re going to lose everything if you keep this up,” he insisted, desperation creeping into his voice.

She finally looked at him, her expression cold and mocking. “Maybe you should’ve worked harder before I became the only reason anyone knows your name,” she snapped. “I’m out here building a life worth living, and all you can do is whine about money?”

Her words hit him like a slap, but she wasn’t done. “If you can’t handle the pressure, maybe you should leave. I can’t babysit you and the kids while running an empire.”

Her attitude toward their children was no better. Jessica would barely acknowledge them when she came home, only stopping long enough to bark commands or criticize.

“Mommy, will you play with us?” little Chloe asked one afternoon, clutching a teddy bear.

Jessica didn’t even look up from her phone. “No. Ask your father,” she said curtly, stepping over the toys scattered across the floor.

Chloe’s face fell, but Jessica was already out the door. Her children’s needs were nothing more than distractions to her.

Weeks would pass without Jessica coming home. When she did return, it was to collect more clothes or retrieve something for her next event. William tried to protect the children from her cruelty, but the emotional scars were unavoidable.

As the financial strain became unbearable, William confronted her one last time.

“Jessica, this has to stop,” he said, his voice shaking with anger and heartbreak. “You’re destroying this family.”

Jessica laughed—a cruel, hollow sound. “Family? Don’t make me laugh. You and the kids are baggage, William. Dead weight. If you weren’t so pathetic, maybe you’d have kept up with me.”

Her words were laced with venom, and for the first time, William saw her for what she truly was: heartless and consumed by greed.