My Billionaire Husband's Regret

CHAPTER 2

My world was enveloped in loneliness.

For a year, I had found my life entangled between a loveless marriage to Alfie and torment from his ex-girlfriend. I wondered if I would ever get out of my troubles - if my sick father would ever get well or if Alfie would ever get to love me.

Drowned still in my sadness, Alfie unlocked the door with Linda leaning on him, having her usual sense of splendor. Asides her heavy makeup, she wore an expensive dress which graced so well on her sexy body and did justice to her curves, her wig was one of a kind, and her presence was domineering. The smell of vanilla filled the house as they walked in.

"No wonder he always chose her over me," I sobbed again quietly.

"Why are you still up, Amelia?" Alfie asked with indifference.

Alfie was very tall and muscular. His broad chest and packs were almost visible in his body hug T-shirt. He had dark eyes, sexy lips and long curly hair which was always neatly packed.

I felt so bitter within me. His voice triggered hatred in my heart. I remembered how miserable my life had been a few months ago when Linda was here, and I don't want to imagine how worse it would get with her arrival. I had always looked invincible to Alfie, but it would get worse with Linda around him. "Why not focus on her and stop acting like you care?" I flung my right hand in an attempt to point at Linda.

"Ohh that? Linda will be staying here for some weeks. She needs to work on a project in New York."

I kept quiet, my head buried in my palms, signifying my frustration. "But she could have checked into a hotel or gotten an apartment. This is our matrimonial home. "

"Matrimonial? I Thought it was a contract, Alfie?" Linda's eyes blinked in surprise and curiosity.

Alfie laughed so hard, his arms resting on Linda's shoulder. "Yes it was, sweetheart. She probably lost her mind."

Immediately, Linda trotted forward, her gaze fixated on me as she approached me. With each step she took forward, I felt intimidated by her presence but I was determined not to let that overwhelm me. At least, not now. "I see you haven't admitted the truth," she hissed, pressing her fingers against my bare body as she bent down, adding more pains to my already existing pain. "Alfie does not and will never belong to you. Wake up from your dreams, sweetheart." She twisted her fingers on my skin, making me groan in pain.

My heart ached. The fact that my husband was there yet said nothing even when another woman was inflicting pain on me shattered me.

As if taking turns with Linda, Alfie walked towards me, the scent of vanilla got stronger as he approached me, making it difficult for me to breathe. "Here, I got this as your anniversary gift," dropping it beside me without waiting for a response, they turned to each other and a loud noise of laughter filled the mansion. Amidst my pain, I managed to push the bag away from myself, not bothering to check whatever the bag contained, since the smell emanated from it and I was allergic to the smell of vanilla.

I watched as Linda dragged Alfie away into the bedroom, hanging on him like some old piece of cloth. "I will be using the bedroom tonight," Linda yelled without looking back, swinging her waist effortlessly.

***

The serious aching which I felt on my forehead forced my eyes open. Forgetting I had slept on the couch, I almost fell in my attempt to wriggle to the other side of the bed.

The aroma of fresh chocolate alongside indistinct chatters filled the air and I could hear soft giggle across the dinning. Linda and Alfie were having breakfast together. My headache escalated into serious pounding as I struggled to my feet. My phone beeped. It was my alarm; I had an hour left to be at the hospital.

"It's Wednesday, and I have just an hour left to be at the hospital. Could you drive me to the hospital?" I asked, turning to Alfie, as I walked past them at the dinning, bringing an end to their lively chatter.

Alfie didn't turn to look at me, instead he placed his hand in Linda's, while he fed her with a look of indifference towards me. "I have a meeting in an hour's time too, if you are fast enough, I will drive you," he said casually. Alfie had sometimes been the one who drove me to the hospital to check up on my sick father, but now, I knew Linda's arrival would draw the final curtain.

However, unknown to Alfie, I was taking some fertility enhancing drugs and doing regular pregnancy tests. Hoping it would turn out positive soon and I would win his heart with that.

"Thank you," I said, sniffing so hard to prevent my tears from falling again.The smell of chocolate made me hungry but I lacked appetite. I felt so resentful seeing him give so much attention to Linda while treating me like a bunch of waste. 'I'm never going to let this b***h get at me. I'm not going to cry because of her, ' I thought to myself as I walked absentmindedly towards the bedroom.

As I walked further, my sight suddenly became blurry, I could no longer see clearly. My head spun so hard that I felt seriously dizzy. I stopped right on my track, soaked in my own sweats, hoping to lean on the wall in a bid to regain my balance, but I wasn't lucky enough. My left leg wobbled and became weak, making me lose balance, and galloping forward before falling to my face.

I felt something grip my hand and jerked me to my feet. It was Alfie, his scent betrayed him. His presence brought some relief to me. His grip on my arm was so masculine and I wished he never let go. "Be careful next time. I won't always be here to help you up, " he said, trying to walk away.

"Wait!" I screamed, making him stop right on his track as if it was a command, walking closer to him. I could no longer bear the pain of losing his attention and care to someone else. I couldn't keep up with the pretense. "I need you, Alfie. I love you. We could make this work, please." I sobbed, pulling him close and letting my body clash against his while I inhaled his scent in a tight embrace.

Alfie stood still, he only stared at me. He didn't hug me in return nor pushed me away. For me, I wished the moment never came to an end as I tightened my grip as if he was going to escape at the slightest opportunity.

"Help!!! I'm getting choked on my food," Linda screamed from the dinning. Coughing loudly and persistently. "I need help, please," she added.

Instantly, I felt a heavy push on my chest, bringing an end to my comfort, and forcing me to lean on the wall for support. He had pushed me away and had run to attend to Linda.

"Are you okay? Do you want some water? Should we go to the hospital?" Alfie was restless, throwing several questions at Linda. His concern was beyond visible as he sat close to her, enveloping her in what seemed like a cuddle.

Contrary to his expectations, Linda laughed, "I'm fine darling. Just needed you here and not around that witch," she said, s******g his nose, and sending a mocking glance towards me.

Alfie grinned, "You're silly. That was expensive, you got me on my nerves." he said jokingly, his hands adjusting the elm of her seductive lingerie which gave an eyeful picture of her cleavage.

I still leaned on the wall. The world around me suddenly became cold and dark. I wrapped my arms across my chest, slightly below my breasts as if to prevent myself from getting colder. Linda's laughter and Alfie's giggle felt like nails piercing through my eardrums. I was still lost in my thoughts when my alarm rang again. I had 30 minutes left.