Billionaire: Cold hearted husband is chasing his ex-wife

Crystel POV I am very excited about going home to surprise my husband. I plan to cook our dinner tonight to celebrate our 2nd anniversary as a married couple. My smile drop after I heard loud moans inside his room. I don't need to open the door to see what they are doing. Their moans and panting are enough to know what's going on inside that room. "What a way to surprise me on our 2nd wedding anniversary." I laughed, crying. I went to my room. I am sitting beside the door crying as I bury my face in my lap. I should be immune by now, I should accept the fact that he married me because he needs me, not because he loves me. I thought marrying him would make me happy, but I never imagined myself crying every single night after the day of our marriage. I listen to their moans and sweet messages to each other while making love. I pat my chest multiple times, I'm out of breath from crying so much. I don't know how many minutes or hours I've been crying in the dark listening to their sweet moment. "It's your fault. Crystel, no one's to blame, only yourself. You married him! You should endure it." I cried, saying to myself. I'm tired of crying and blaming myself every day and night, but I can't complain because I know their relationship from the very start. I forced him, so he is torturing me back. How I wish he would torture me physically, not emotionally like this. This is killing me. "Madam, are you there?" I am startle a bit after I heard one of our maids outside my room. I cover my mouth with my shaking hands. I didn't answer her, I am afraid she would hear me crying. "Go away please!" I silently pray inside my head. I'm thankful that she didn't wait for too long, and she just walked away. I breath deeply and slowly stand on the floor. I am shaking as I walk heading to my bed. I don't have any strength left and let my body fall on the bed. Morning comes, I fix myself before I head down to the living room. I smile bitterly after I see my husband hugging his girlfriend. Yes, I married a man who has a girlfriend. They didn't split even though we were married. I am the legal wife, but I am the outsider in our relationship. How laughable. "Honey, my friend invited me to her birthday party tonight. Can you please accompany me?" Sheena said cutely. I stop from my track. My parents invited us tonight to have dinner with them a week ago. He had already said yes to it. "Sure honey. I don't have a plan tonight." He said sweetly. My heart shrank after he said yes to her and witness how he kiss her cheek so gently. I'm hurt. I gather my strength to walk towards them. I want to remind him that we will have dinner together tonight. "B-Blake, did you forget we have dinner plans tonight with-." I didn't finish my sentence because he cut me off with his sharp gaze. No words are needed, I know what his sharp gaze means. I know that when he says no, that no is final and no one can change his decision. " Thank you so much hon," Sheena said happily and kiss his cheek too. I feel sad. They really know how to stomp my heart, it hurts so much to see your husband very happy kissing his girlfriend. I just stare at them and saw Sheena smiling so broadly looking back at me. I know in her mind, she is mocking me and laughing hysterically the way my husband treats me. "Leave!" One word from him is enough for me to walk away from their sight. I smile tightly as I struck into the kitchen area. "Calm down, Crystel. Tilt your head over and blink your eyes five times." I said to myself. It's crazy how many things have changed in me. I never talked to myself before because I am a very vocal person and always have a friend to talk with, but after marrying him, I learned to keep bad things, embarrassing things, and sad things to myself. I'm ashamed to share my situation with my friends, especially with my parents. I see one of our maids putting the dishes on the table. I smile at her and she politely greets me. I walk towards the refrigerator to get some water. I was about to drink it when someone hold my arm. "Sheena is thirsty." I am surprise to see my husband standing so close to me. I look at him, and he was looking back at me too. His eyes are very beautiful. Looking at them made my legs jelly. I really love him so much. A simple touch from him, even if it was not so gentle, made my heart beat so fast. How I wish he would love me back too. But I know that's a very impossible thing to happen. "How many times should I remind you not to look at me like that? You are so creepy!" He spit in disgust. It's embarrassing. I want to smack myself for being creepy. "I-I'm sorry." I apologized, bowing my head. I can't bear to see his eyes with disgust. I don't want to fight him so early in the morning, so I just need to get away from him. I walked a couple of steps to give him space on the refrigerator. A few minutes later, he was out of my sight. I breathe deeply as I touch my heart's side. "It's my choice to love him and force myself to be with him even though he didn't treat me well," I said bitterly as I just listened to their sweet talk in the living room. I didn't realize that I was crying, staring at the dishes on the table. " What a show." I heard Sheena's voice. I quickly wipe my tears away and look up to see Sheena wearing a big smile looking at me. " You look pathetic." She mocked. I see her slowly approaching my spot and lean a little to see my face closer. "Blake won't love you even if you shed blood, Crystel. He won't feel pity for you." She whisper with a smirk. " You are weak and a fool. No one will love you." She added. I hear her laughing as she leaves the kitchen. All her words directly pierced my heart. She's right, Blake won't love me even how much a good wife I'll become. He won't pity me even how many liters of tears I shed. As I am heading back to my room, I see them both ready to head out. I look at them, and unexpectedly I meet Blake's eyes. I want to look at him longer, but he doesn't like it, so I have to look away. I don't know if he noticed that I cried because my eyes are red now. I see him offer his arm to her, and she happily clings to him. My eyes hurt seeing them slowly getting far from my spot. I need to bear in mind that a man like him is very loyal to the one he loves. I tried to seduce him, but I failed. I tried to get his heart by being a good and obedient wife, but I still failed. It's very clear to me that I really can't force him to love me, even despite how much I did for him. I am sitting on my bed staring at the wall clock. It's already late, but they are still not home. All of a sudden, I heard a loud noise. I slowly open the door and peek down the stairs to see them. They are arguing in the living room. "You embarrassed me, Blake," Sheena said, pointing her index finger at him. "My friend just wants you to have a drink," she added. "You're drunk. We will settle this tomorrow." Blake said calmly. " I'm not drunk. I want to tell you that I hate you tonight." She yelled. " I'm sorry. It's my fault that you hate me. Now, let's go to our room." He just said. I smile bitterly after hearing him apologize so easily and admit his fault. In the long years that I've known him, he isn't the kind of man to apologize easily. I'm so jealous. How good and weak he is to her. Before I could turn around to head back to my room, I saw him looking my way. I nervously ran into my room and closed the door as fast as possible. I wish he wouldn't scold me for eavesdropping on them. My wish wasn't granted because I heard him outside my room. "Open the door." He ordered. I am nervous as I slowly step towards the door. I am holding the doorknob having a second thought about whether I should open it or not.