My lover, my wife
1045 Words
Lyon's POV
I returned home, after a stressful day at work. I could swear, today is one of the worst days I've had all my life. After everything, my sacrifices, my dedication, my time and sweat I poured in to make his company, the talk of the town, he couldn't even look me in the eyes when he demoted me.
That is one thing, with having to work under anyone but my boss was a good man before Chloe entered his life, he always call me up for any suggestions, or emergencies. But today, all those times, where I portray myself as the boss has come to an end. My ex wife is now my boss, does that even make sense, telling me to obey her instructions?
Chloe might think she's winning, but she's just don't know, I'm keeping quiet because of my love for her, sooner or later, she will have no choice than to be with me.
I walked up to my wine bar and took some shots of Martel and exhaled at the sofar. I was really stressed out today and judging from the look of the way I dose off immediately, without taking my shower, or removing even my shoes untill I saw some slim figure dancing n***d, wearing red lingerie.
My heart almost left me when I startled immediately and jump up from the sofar.
"What is this woman?" I asked Sherry. When does acting like a possessed ghost sent to haunt my soul started from.
Wait, wait! What is she even doing? Stripping? She needs to stop this weightless journey of her's and start eating, almost mistook her as an earthworm.
"Shhhh!" Don't say anything, just relax and let me take care of you. I know you're very stressed from work but I'll make it up to you. She protested and tried pushing me back to the sofar but instead I hit my head on the wooden handle and blood started oozing out.
"What have you done?" I screamed. This woman will be my end, what in the name of stripping and ended up pushing me to wound myself.
"I'm so sorry, love. I didn't mean..."
"You didn't mean what?" I cut her short, not letting her say anymore words. she's starting to irritate me for real good and one of these days, I may explode from her unnecessary attitudes.
Your mates are taking care of multi-billion company, driving expensive cars and getting their flowers for working hard, you're here buying these things with my hard earned money to strip for me?
I should've known you for this by now, nothing else matters to you, except paying recklessly for things that don't matter. Please, just leave me alone, I'm not in the right mood for this with you.
After I place some ice on the wound and stitch it up with bandage, I headed to my room. I need a long shower, and sleep.
I finished bathing and came out to apply some cream when I saw Sherry, lying on the bed with her legs wide opened. Signaling me to come towards her.
I laughed and shock my head in disappoinment. This is how I lost my golden wife for this cheap s**t. I was so angry, I don't know if to stop coming back at all to my own house, because I don't find it funny again.
"What are you doing?" I asked in confusion. Because tell me why someone's wife will dress like a crazy s**t just to strip and seduce her husband. I find it total crazy and it's not even funny to me anymore.
"Come and meet mummy!" She said seductively and the more she acts like she's possessed, the way it get me even angrier. I'm not done talking of the incident that happened not long at the sitting room, now this?
"Please, can you leave my room?" My voice thundered. I know I have to take it more serious or she will never cease to stop her drama.
This is one of the reasons why I stop sharing rooms with her. She's of no use to me anyway, sleeping together everyday and forcing me to sleep with her, yet no sign of pregnancy.
"Please, just go and don't try this kind of thing again, it's not even funny!" I warned for the last time before I went to the dress room.
One thing about Sherry, she's very manipulative, you may not want to do something, but she'll make sure, she wrap anyone around her fingers, but that trick of her's has ended long time ago. Not to mention, when I started seeing her, she was snitching on her friend, telling me how Chloe has done lot's of abortions and even doctors confirmed her barren.
I should've listened to myself, and realize she's just a snake walking on a greener grass, looking for a victim to pour in her venom. I've lost everything, my darling wife, my position at the company. What more is left for me, rather than coming back everyday to see her face.
I sat down in total confusion, my life is in deep chaos now, what matters to me now, is to get my lovely wedded wife back, no matter how difficult it's going to be. I remember, when I married Chloe, she's so lovely, would prepare me dinner before I returned back from work, mix my bath with some scented oils.
I miss her so much! I miss every scent of her, her smile and food. I've made a huge mistake of loosing the gold I once had because of my fruitless quest to have a child of my own, and yet, I don't have one,not even a toy.
I heaved a long sighed and went to the drawer and brought out my wedding photos with her, her memories still lingers, I still remember every word we said to each other at the alter, untill death do us part forever, and that snitch of a chief bridesmaid at her side.
I regretted all my actions and now, I want my woman back to me, and if that's the last thing I'm going to do, I will get it done but Chloe is mine and mine only!
To be continued...
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