The ex husband regrets

Chapter one

Anabel clenched her teeth in agony large beads of sweat dripping down her face in large amounts. Tears of pains and agony ran down her face. Her blood flowed steadily down the stairs as she lay on the floor close to it. She tried standing up but she fell back because of the immerse pain.

She prayed that old miss Nan will come early enough because she was the only one in the big mansion that cared about her. Gradually, her vision blurred and she passed out. When she opened her eyes, the first person she saw was old Nan sitting worriedly by her bedside. Instinctively, she looked at her tummy. It was gone! Her pregnancy, her baby. It is only six months gone there is no way she would have given birth right?.

In panic, she tried to stand up but old nan quickly held her tears pouring down her face saying the word she dreaded to say. It was gone, her baby is dead, she miscarried. She bit her lower lips in agony tears refusing to flow. It was all her fault, she remembered the soup she took for breakfast that morning and the look of suspicion on the face of the maid. It was when she was going back upstairs, the pain hit her and she began to bleed.

Old nan looked at her and couldn't bear the pain in her eyes. She looked away sobbing uncontrollably. Maybe if she had resume work early this morning the young miss wouldn't have miscarried. But she was just a cleaner and don't have much rights as the cooks of the house who clearly saw Anabel in pain and didn't help. It was clearly planned. Anabel smiled painfully "miss nan its okay, i waited patiently for you. Without your help, i clearly would have been dead by now" she said in a cracked voice holding miss nan hands.

When the pain started, her phone wasn't with her, she couldn't call for help. Seeing miss nan blaming herself so much, she felt guilty it was all her fault. Trying to make a man who clearly hates her fall in love with her. She had been such a fool, he clearly didn't love her but she was trying to make things work out. Just yesterday, she heard the servants gossiping that Mr Johnsons first love who had been in the states receiving treatments for her terminal illness was back. That must be Becky her step sister, Johnson first love.

Throughout yesterday, he didn't return home, he was with her. Taking care of her neglecting his wife who was being targeted by God knows who through the servants. Anabel sighed in despair, her head was aching terribly. She needs to rest before she slips out of consciousness again.

One week later, she was discharged from the hospital. Throughout her admission, Johnson never came to see her. Only miss nan stayed by her, taking care of her and reporting that her husband never came home for the full week. She smiled bitterly as miss nan assisted her to the car. When they got to the mansion, all the servants greeted her respectfully but she ignored the greetings from hypocrites who are easily blinded by money and willing to kill her.

She hurried into her room, took a bath, dressed in her most stylish clothes and told miss nan she was going to look for Johnson. "No no miss, you haven't fully recovered yet. And who knows what they might do and say to you? Just wait for him to come back." She persuaded. But her mind was made up already, she need to know her place in his life. Seeing the defiance in her eyes, she sighed and led her go. Although she didn't know the details, she knew Anabel was being mistreated by the master.

She had tried advising her to end the marriage but Anabel has always been knee on making things work out. "I hope she makes the right choice" she sighed as she watched the car slowly drive out of the mansion gates.

Anabel arrived at the Johnsons family company, this is the fifth time she has been here. She alighted and headed into the huge company that shimmered in the morning sun.

The receptionist saw her and greeted her warmly beaming with smiles and allowed her in. But as she came out of the elevator on the last floor where Johnson office was located, she ran into his secretary Fiona. "Hey hey Mr Johnson ordered me not to let any guest in." She arrogantly said blocking her path. She was stunned, who does this common secretary thinks she is? Luckily, she isn't in the mood to argue so she just smiled softly. "It seems miss Fiona is mistaken. I am his wife, nit some random someone" she said calmly. Fiona smirked rudely and murmured "that ended last week".

"Am sorry, i didn't get what you said" Anabel retorted still calm although she was already boiling inside. "What i said doesn't matter anyways, the most important thing is that the boss doesn't want to see anyone. Not even the president." Fiona said on the top of her voice to the embarrassment of Anabel as the other staffs looked at her weirdly. She finally lost her cool and pushed her aside storming into his office. But the sight before her made her stop short in shock. Becky sat on HER HUSBAND legs feeding him cookies as they chatted and laughed away. While he held her intimately on her waist.

She smiled bitterly holding the door to support herself as the grief weighed heavily on her. Becky saw the pained look on her face and quickly hurried over to her. "Sister are you okay? I haven't seen you in a long time, you look so thin. Brother Johnson why haven't you be taking care of her?" Becky said faking as if she was terribly hurt. He smiled and stood up slowly. He rubbed her head affectionately and beamed at her.

"What are you doing here?" He asked looking at her with his deep dark eyes that made her shrink in fear. She tried to answer but hatred, jealousy and pain made her unable. She had sacrificed every good thing in her life for this loveless marriage. She looked at Becky, the way he gazed at her with love and affection. Her heart bled, she walked towards him and looked at him straight in the eyes.

"Where have you been?" She asked calmly even surprised by her calmness. He stared back at her "what happened? And what is your business where i stay?" He asked in his deep cool voice that carried a hint of.....hate. She smiled bitterly and shook her head tears burning her eyelids. "I lost the baby, our baby!" She exploded at him weeping.