Her Revenge

Chapter3

Amelia pov

I rushed out of the gallery, my hands were shaking, and I could feel some people staring at me with so many questions written over their faces. I stood outside staring at my palm. I just hit my husband in the face!!

Fred's message popped up on my phone screen saying he had an urgent meeting to attend and wouldn't be able to make it to the gallery. I took a cab and went home.

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I walked straight inside the bedroom, and my eyes caught our wedding frame hanging on the wall. I removed it and broke it on the floor, breathing heavily. I picked up the envelope with the divorce papers in it as I gently sat on the floor. I read through it and gave a quick faded smile, it was my first time reading it, and I guess it was high time I signed the papers. I sobbed as I called my name out softly, severely.

“Amelia, Amelia, Amelia, You are finished”. I said

I stretched for the bottle of wine on the table and drank directly from the bottle. I drank the living daylight out of me till I dozed off.

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I slightly opened my eyes as I yawned widely. I tried to stand up when broken pieces of glass pierced through my foot.

“ Ouch,” I said in pain, rubbing my eyes with my hand. I looked around the room, it was a mess. I moved towards the mirror, seeing the spitting image of myself. My hair was scattered, my eyes were a dime, and I felt a headache from the corner of my eyes.

I managed to sweep and arrange the room as I felt weak in my body. I was about to go shower when I felt a glitch in my stomach that made me run inside the bathroom to throw up.” Maybe it was a hangover from last night's drink”, I assumed. I washed myself and moved to the kitchen to fix my breakfast. I wanted to eat, but I couldn't. If I tried to, I would end up throwing.

“ Could this be what I’m thinking” I murmured silently as I rushed into the room and opened the drawer beside my bed, took out a pregnancy strip to confirm my curiosity, and proceeded to the bathroom.

I was so happy when it came out to be positive. I have always wanted to be a mother, and I wished to share the good news with someone, but there was nobody to tell.

Touching my stomach and staring at it, the thought of my marriage came flashing through my head again. I do not want to be a single mother, I can’t raise this child alone. At this point, I needed to go somewhere I could rest and finally come up with a decision.

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It has been days since I have been at the vacation house, and I finally came up with a decision.

No way would I raise this child alone. I want my child to have both parents' love. I grew up without a mother in my life and my father wasn't there for me whenever I needed him. I need to save my marriage, even if it is for my child alone, I must save my marriage.

I finally switched on my phone after so many days of putting it away. I had several messages from Fred. He must have heard about what happened at the gallery. I was checking who else sent me a message when my phone rang. It was my Dad. I took a sharp breath before picking, wondering why he was calling. This is the first time he has called since I left the house four years ago.

“Hello Dad,” I said.

“ Meet me at the house right now!!” he said in an angry voice and hung up the phone.

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On getting to the house, the whole family was already sitting. I thought to myself, what could have happened if I had been called to attend the family meeting?

“ Good afternoon Dad,” I greeted him.

My dad flipped his phone on the table and said in an angry tone.

“ When are you going to stop being a problem to the family”? He asked.

I picked up the phone, and it was the story of my step-sister, and I was fighting.

It was written that the Wilson family had a secret granddaughter. Apparently, both granddaughters are fighting over a man. I dropped the phone and answered

“I’m sorry Dad” I pleaded.

“ Here we go again, can't you for once do something you don't need to be sorry about?” my dad interrupted.

I raised my head and stared into my dad's eyes.

“ Is this supposed to be the issue at hand?? I asked.

“ And what else is supposed to be the issue at hand? My stepmother interrupted.

“Your daughter is having an affair with her sister's husband, my husband!! And now you are trying to blame me for it??

My dad kept mute for some seconds, looking toward Gina.

“Divorce him!” he said.

“ Dad!” I called out softly and continued.

“ I can’t divorce him” I disagreed.

“Why?? Someone who doesn't have respect for you and your family because, clearly, if he does, he won't go after your younger sister”, my dad said.

“ I’m pregnant, I won't divorce him”. I said in a low voice as I looked towards the floor.

My stepmother laughed out loud but no one else seemed to find it a funny joke. The atmosphere became silent.

“Then about it,” my dad said.

“ Dad!!!!” I called out loudly.

“That's too harsh” Lady Wilson finally said something.

“ No, I can't believe you would say this to me. You want me to abort my baby, your grandchild!!” I answered, stood up, and continued.

“ You know sometimes I find it hard to believe you are my real father”. I added and walked out on him.

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I walked inside the house and I met Jude at home watching his favorite show. Jude stood up and rushed towards me.

“Are you okay?” He asked as he put his palm on my forehead.

“ I’m okay” I answered, trying to remove his hand.

“You don’t look okay to me, come sit here,” he said, trying to show concern.

I was starting to feel uncomfortable with the unnecessary care. Just a few days ago, here he requested a divorce, and now he is acting like a loving dovey husband.

“Water or juices?” He asked. I do not know why I craved cold juice, so I told him juice would do just fine.

After drinking the cup of juice, he knelt before me and held my hands.

“I’m sorry about what has been happening lately in our marriage”. I was so shocked and happy. At last, my man was back in me.

“ I'm so sorry for how I treated you. Something happened at work and since then I have not been in my right senses”, he added.

I saw the sorry look on his face, I felt in his voice that he was truly sorry. I drew him closer to myself, hugged him tightly, and replied.

“It's okay. I’m sorry too”.

We both sat together, and I placed my head on his chest, watching a series on television.

A few hours later, I felt a sharp pain in my abdomen. I thought it was nothing serious, but it started to ache. Jude rushed into the kitchen to get me water if it would help calm me a little. After drinking the water, it became severe.

I gently sat on the floor as I held my stomach with my hands. I raised my head, looking Jude in the face.

“What did you do??” I trembled.