Ivy’s Divine Revenge

Ivy After i put the finishing touches to the picnic basket I had prepared and packed full of meats, cheeses, fruits, bread and wine that I knew Sean loved along with a couple of wine glasses, tissues and some china which I know is extra for a picnic but this happens to be a very special picnic. I cleaned up the kitchen and washed the utensils i had used during my prep first before putting everything back in their places then i excitedly ran up the steps to the room I shared with my husband Sean and almost skipped into my walk in closet and brought out the sexy little emerald green negligee I had been saving for this occasion, when I bought it a couple of weeks ago the pierced and tattooed lady at the lingerie boutique’s counter had assured me would take any man’s breath away. I’m sure she is obliged to say that to make her sales quota but the way the cups lifted and plumped up my C cup breasts convinced me she was unto something. I had kept the lingerie hidden deep in my closet waiting for the right moment when I could wear it for Sean, He had been having a hard time dealing with things since my second miscarriage and when I got pregnant the third time he absolutely forbade me from coming in to work at the ranch and he scoffed at my suggestion to come in to work with him at the office complex. With the fear that something might happen to this baby my parents were readily in agreement with him and insisted that I stay as stress free as possible during the duration of this pregnancy. My childhood best friend Beau had also just recently resigned from our ranch as supervisor and gone on to work at another ranch hence increasing Sean’s work load. Unfortunately for us even the sacrifice I made not working had not saved my baby and at two months I had another miscarriage. This time I was not surprised and I even sort of expected the sullen silences and the screaming from Sean, he had unveiled this new side of him some time after my second miscarriage not long after we had settled into our lives in Doylestown, his reaction after this miscarriage was a far cry from his reaction to me the first time I had a miscarriage. We had been two months into life as a married couple when I found out we were expecting our first baby and Sean and I had been ecstatic, we both dreamed of a baby girl and Sean most especially had been over the moon, like me he had been an only child and since his parents had died when he was twelve he had grown up without a family and all he ever wanted since then had been to be able to have a big family. He told me about how his parents had loved him and they had the greatest times together until that car accident that had taken them both. He said he wanted to share the bond he had felt with his parents with his children and wife, it had been his deepest wish to make a big family, that was one of the things that had endeared him to me during our whirlwind three month courtship that a lot of people including my parents had considered fast and worried about. First time I had met Sean was when I had been working as a paralegal in one of the big firms in New York, he had a big personality and he initially came off as a play boy with his blonde hair and surfer good looks. He had come in for a consultation with one of the partners and immediately he noticed me in the office he made a beeline for me and asked me out on a date, after I told him I could not flout the rule the firm had against workers fraternizing and dating clients the very next day he took his business to another firm then asked me out again. This time I could not resist his baby blue eyes and I agreed, the other girls at the office had eyed me in jealousy but I was too elated by his attention to care and when he took me to his beach home and cooked an elaborate feast and was a perfect gentleman all the misgivings I might have had about him melted away and by the end of the day he felt as close to me as a brother and we became inseparable after. When he took me to Las Vegas one weekend because I said I had never been he asked me to marry him on the spur of the moment and I eagerly accepted without any reservations or doubts about his love for me, it felt like a fairytale. Those early months we had been living in a bubble of our love in my cushy but cramped apartment in Queens after Sean moved out of his beach house to be with me. We were basking in the throes of our new blissful relationship, buying baby clothes in anticipation of our bundle of joy and making elaborate plans for how our future would be when three months into the pregnancy I started bleeding suddenly and fainted while at work and had to be taken to the emergency room, I eventually woke up to the loss of my baby and a devastated Sean. He had been inconsolable in his grief but tender and loving and reassuring with me and when I got better and we got home from the hospital to our overcrowded home he suggested ditching New York for my suburban hometown of Doylestown and I was delighted at his suggestion and fully in agreement so we immediately moved back home, if it was going to make building a family easier for us I was up for it. It was not like I was pursuing an all consuming passion for a particular career in the city, I did not even really enjoy living in the city with its dreadful traffic and the deafening noise all the time, at the core of it i was a small town girl and I missed home and my parents who were getting old even though they tried to deny it and would need the extra help that Sean and I could offer, I was very glad to leave New York immediately. After the move Sean had been his charming and pleasant self and quickly enough my parents got over their initial reservations about him, even my mother who was constantly berating my choices approved. He won them over with his love for life and how funny and nice he was and they had an easy camaraderie, we adapted to life here quite quickly and were the perfect little family complete with a picket fence, it was everything I had ever wished for. Unfortunately the move back home seemed to do very little to help move our plans for a family along and four months after we moved back and started to settle into our daily routines working at the ranch and the ranch’s offices I found out that I was pregnant again, this time I was scared and traumatized from the last time, at first Sean was my rock, he took care of me and indulged my every whim but when he suggested that I stop going to the family ranch I had adamantly refused because I honestly did not see enough reason. I did not do any strenuous work, I was not even mucking the stalls, I mostly did paper work and I delegated most of the footwork and travel to Beau, i did not even stay too long at the ranch, but I insisted on making the short trip almost every day so that I could spend time with the horses, I even stopped riding the horses which was a huge sacrifice for me. Unfortunately two months later I had another miscarriage and by then Sean’s attitude had gotten much worse, he was infuriated with what he called my control issues and refusal to give him respect and obey him as my husband, he insisted that I did not leave work when he told me to because I wanted to keep an eye on him and watch and control all of his movements. He insisted that I purposefully endangered our baby and was not fit to be a mother because I not willing to put our babies first, I had been so broken hearted at this version of the man I loved that I became a shell of myself. I stopped going to work, stopped taking care of myself or caring about anything until my mother decided to intervene, I got a firm talking to from her, she was snide and heaped the blame on me and suggested I would lose Sean and that scared me back to some form of routine. Sean never really came back to his sweet self but I soldiered on and without meaning to I got pregnant a third time and almost immediately it was a difficult pregnancy, half of the time I was in debilitating pain while I spent the other half hung over a toilet bowl unable to keep any food down, it was almost not a shock when the third miscarriage happened, it was now two months after the miscarriage and Sean still would not sleep in the bed with me. We did not even talk to each other anymore, nothing I did seemed to please him, we were just like roommates, I struggled to keep up the image of a happy home front, making excuses for him when he fell short which was constant, I could not bear the shame of failing most especially with my mother watching. After the three traumatic incidences I decided I had to see what was wrong with me, my doctor suggested a specialist for me to visit, as I was obviously the one with the problem it was my duty to find a solution to the problem I had caused. After I was given a clean bill of health by the specialist I decided to give it some more time and allow my body rest before trying for another baby so I asked for an IUD to prevent the possibility of a pregnancy until when I felt ready, not that I should have even bothered, Sean did not seem to have any inclination towards touching me, I could feel my husband slipping away from me hence the negligee as a spicy crutch in a last ditch effort to salvage my marriage. The negligee was a barely there confection of soft lace and silk that had called to me immediately I had walked into the store, I hope wearing it tonight with alleviate Sean’s mood and hopefully things can go back to the way they were before the horror of the miscarriages. As I looked at my image in the floor length mirror in the dressing room I admired my long legs, Sean said they were his favorite feature and that they went all the way to my ears, I had popped into the hair salon earlier so my red hair bounced in soft waves around my face, emphasizing my heart shaped face and almond eyes, I hoped this would have the desired effect on Sean, Slipping on a pair of red bottom patent lol black heels and a red trench coat, I put on some mascara and dusted a little powder over my freckle and highlighter with some shiny lipgloss and spritzed some perfume then I checked my makeup one last time before going downstairs to the kitchen and picking the basket I had prepared then went to my car and pulled out of the driveway of our house and headed towards Main Street where my father’s ranch had an administrative office. When I pulled up in the parking lot of the office at around 10 pm I noticed that Sean’s silver BMW was standing in the parking lot and beside it was a flashy red Elantra, as I wondered who it belonged to it felt familiar but I shrugged, that type of car was fairly commonplace around here, it was possible that a new person had been employed, Sean no longer shared office gossip with me and since I did not come in anymore i did not know anything about what was ongoing in the office. I opened the door with my key card which is still kept and noticed there was no one manning the security station at the front desk so I just went ahead up the stairs towards Sean’s office, as I drew closer I could hear grunts and moaning and dirty talk, with a queasy stomach and my hand shaking violently I managed to open the outer door quietly and I went past his secretary’s desk. I noticed it’s state of disarray so I stopped and saw a trail of clothes seemed to have started from the desk through the open door of Sean’s office, I think for a minute that they were so eager and confident that their betrayal would not be found out that they had not even bothered trying to lock the door behind them then I heard him speak. “I know you love what I do to you, I am the best you’re ever had.” I scoffed as he boasted, s*x with Sean was okay at best, he was a selfish partner, except on the rare occasion when he was affectionate he usually just cared more about himself than his partner’s pleasure and he was so vain that when we had s*x it was like a show to his ego, I wonder what I ever saw in this fucker, at this point I was in a state of shock, it seemed impossible yet I was afraid to confirm my fears. Taking a deep breath and steadying myself I walked into the room praying that I had the wrong office even though I knew with a stone In my belly that it was him and I had a fairly good guess as to who it the flashy red car belonged to when they came into my view and I watched for a minute as my 6’1 muscular, gorgeous cheater of a husband’s well toned ass that I used to love flexed as he thrust into my mortal high school nemesis, the betrayal slammed my heart hard against my rib cage and I almost threw up. Instead I held my poise and cleared my throat, disrupting their lusty enjoyment of each other. They turned and looked at me standing there in my high heels and makeup, basket still in hand, Charlene’s eyes wide in shock as she scrambled off Sean’s table and picked up a shirt she used to try cover her nakedness while Sean just lowered himself into his seat, swiveled and leered at me, the expression on his face sinister and satisfied. “What is this wife? Come to visit your husband like the sweet little fool that you are? Here to perform matrimonial duties? Unfortunately you will have to wait your turn, you can see that I am already busy.” Sean addressed me mockingly. “I cannot believe you did this to me, after I gave you my heart.” I choked out in pain the tears in my eyes threatening my resolve not to cry. Sean’s blue eyes hardened and he looked at me in disdain, “I cannot believe that you really believed that I love you, just look at me, do you think a girl as plain and vanilla as you can claim me?” I gasped in shock at him, Sean who was emasculated by a woman riding him could call me vanilla? I was disgusted that I fell for his scam, he had paraded as a loving sensitive man and I had been so taken with it I had married him after three months, when he had become a different man from the one I had married and I had convinced myself that it was from the trauma of losing our babies. I somehow believed and blamed myself for being the reason he changed so much, I had taken the loss of my babies hard and he claimed I had been neglecting him, looking at him sitting there with his boyish shiny handsomeness I was overwhelmed with bile and the need to hurt him badly so I did the way I knew would bite deep. “I will take everything away from you, you will never have a dime of any of mine or my family’s money, I will sue you, you will pay for what you have done to me.” I spat at him then flinched when he stood up abruptly and scowled. The expression on his face was so ugly that when he leaped at me I threw the basket I had packed and took off out of the room and started running away from him while he was too slow to recover from my unexpected attack and he took off a minute after me. I ran towards the stairs and started running down when I tripped in my heels and fell down, before I could get back up and keep on running Sean swooped down on me and clamped his hand over my mouth and dragged me struggling back to his office where he and his mistress tied my hands and feet and stuffed socks into my mouth to stop me from screaming and alerting anyone. Sean now clothed in his boxers sat in his chair and shook his head at me laying on the ground before he sent Charlene to the hardware store to buy spades and after to the grocery store to get extra large dustbin bags, as she went i did not even bother trying to beg her to get help. I knew Charlene was jealous of me and hated me because according to her I did not deserve my family’s wealth, I am sure she thought she was better equipped to spend the money better than I, she would surely be very glad to be rid of me, Sean could not have picked a better partner. I looked at Sean and made whimpering sounds, begging him with my eyes and he seemed to relent a minute and remove the socks from my mouth. “I am sorry I threatened you, I was jealous and I love you, baby please don’t do this.” I pleaded, trying a different tactic from the first one. This man had sworn to protect me and love me, I did not want to believe that this was how our story would end, I remember all the negative feedback I had gotten from family and friends when I informed them of my husband after we got back from our quickie wedding in a Las Vegas chapel, I had been blinded by Sean’s seeming devotion towards me believing that his feelings for me were sincere. Sean laughed evilly and stomped out the little hope I had been harboring. “Here’s what you do not understand, I have been living in hell since I married you, I am disgusted by you and to think that you are so fertile you quickly got pregnant and I had to pretend I was excited when what I really wanted to do was bury you in the garden in our back yard..” standing up from his seat he began to pace the length of the office, “...all those time I had to poison you so that you could not have my child growing in your diseased womb and I had to be extra careful so that no one would suspect until long after I had left this town behind with your family wealth in my pockets.” At this revelation I started to cry, I remembered the constant abuse after the second miscarriage, Sean’s inability to find anything I did right, his disgust, he had killed my babies just for money? I stared at him in anger, realizing that he was not going to let me go and I grieved me for myself and my babies. Seeing the anger in my eyes seemed to amuse him and he came and crouched near my face and smoothed my hair back while I flinched from his touch. “I did not have plans to kill you right now, I was going to start with your obnoxious mother who thinks she is better than everyone else then that straight backed father of yours then act like the supportive husband and wait till I had all the property transferred in my name then you would have to go so that I can live my best bachelor life but now thanks to your meddlesome self i am going to have to flip the script. I will kill you first now and act like the bereaved husband who has been stricken mad with grief, your parents would never suspect their long suffering son in law of having a hand in your disappearance and when everyone has calmed down they would go next and when no one can oppose me I will take over all of the property and money I so richly deserve for having stayed married to your ugly and pathetic and boring self.”