Mr Billionaires Desperate Pursuit

Chapter 003

Selina’s POV,

My soul left my body when I saw Anthony’s head buried deep in between Ashley’s thighs, busy doing to her what he had never done to me.

Ashley's pupils dilated in shock when I opened the car door. She swiftly pushed his head away, slightly readjusted her mini skirt, and buckled her shirt button.

My lips quivered tremendously, as words failed to come out of my mouth. I stood and glared at them like a statue, finding it hard to process the atrocity I had just witnessed.

"Anthony! You promised my dad you'd stay with me forever! You owe your life to him because you have his kidney, and now you're hooking up with my best friend?" I yelled, feeling like my heart was being ripped apart.

"Ashley! You're my best friend! How could you do this?" I shouted, seething with anger.

My mouth dropped open in shock and I glared at Ashley, trying to wrap my head around why my best friend, a hardcore feminist was having s*x with my husband. She was supposed to be helping me fix my marriage, not sleeping with him!

They sat quietly in the car, their heads bent down, totally avoiding my questions and my gaze. Their awkward quietness was what actually drove me wild.

“b***h! I’m talking to you, why was Anthony face in between your freaking legs?” My voice rang off, as the veins in my forehead became prominent.

Ashley raised her head, her eyes narrowed, it looked like she wanted to give me a heated reply. But Anthony gave her a weak tap on her shoulders, signaling her to remain calm so he could handle it.

Anthony shamefully stepped down from Ashley’s car, his face lacking remorse and guilt. He boldly wiped off the juices from Ashley’s cunt that had dripped on his beard, as he turned to face me.

“This is my truth, Selina. Ashley is the love of my life and I want to spend the rest of my life with her.” He revealed, acknowledging his in-depth feelings for my best friend, not minding how it would affect me.

I felt very weak watching him blab and my legs became heavy, making it difficult for me to stand erect. I felt helpless and defeated, a hard lump stuck in my throat, restricting my airflow and making me dumb.

I could see the desperation in Anthony’s eyes, I’m sure he had always been in agony in our marriage. That explained why he lived each day of his life comparing me to my best friend and wishing I looked like her.

The world is indeed cruel!

“Just sign the papers, Selina! You aren’t a bad person, but we weren’t just meant to be. I know I’m alive because of your dad’s kidney and I’m very sorry he died during the transplant. But that doesn’t mean I will spend each day of my life atoning for my failed kidneys.”

“Was this marriage built on transactions? You would have simply declined when your dad asked you to marry me. You led me on and made me believe you loved me, how could you?”

“I accepted you because of guilt, and nothing more, Selina. I have been very miserable.”

I held onto my stomach, as I fought the nauseous feeling of puking out my intestines. “Anthony? I gave you my virginity, and you promised to cherish me forever. That doesn’t count right?” I shook my head in blatant defeat.

“Oh, please! Don’t start with these blackmails, I never asked for your virginity anyway. Grow up, and get over with this blackmail!” Anthony interjected rudely, trying hard to justify his infidelity.

“Oh no, this can’t be happening to me. Where do I begin, Anthony? Where?”

“You can at least start with fixing your face. You pay zero attention to your body and you call yourself the wife of Anthony Brandon! No way baby girl, it doesn’t work that way!” Ashley’s voice rang off from the car, her voice laced with mockery and superiority.

“A… are you calling me ugly?” I stuttered in shame, as I scanned through my body.

I never knew that day would come, Honestly, I felt I would be able to manage his feelings and pamper him till he fell in love with my nerdy self. But being nice and homely can’t keep a man, I guess.

Unfortunately, he played the game perfectly well and robbed me of everything, My dad, my baby, my education, my life. I have been a fool. Damn!

Ashley came out of the driver's seat, her gaze unreadable. She flipped and arranged her hair, sending information to me about the goodies she had just received from my husband.

“You are so shameless, Ashley! With how beautiful you are, you couldn’t even hook a single man down, you shamelessly went for my man. That was why you kept advising me to leave.”

Ashley rolled her eyes and sighed, totally ignoring my presence.

Her sassy demeanor and silence triggered my anger even further and I retorted.

“I’m disgusted! The devil should take lessons from you both. Don’t forget this day! You will live to regret it. I promise.”

With quivering lips and red dripping eyes, I went inside the mansion and parked up all my belongings, my heart boiled in anger and different hurtful emotions and questions gushed through my mind.

Everything happened like a movie, I didn’t realize my anniversary would turn out to be the worst day of my life. If this was a movie, I’m sure the producer would go off-set just to shed a tear.

How unlucky could I possibly be?

“My revenge will be my come back. He will never hear from me, or even know he has a child.” I uttered softly, as I glared at the mirror, my mascara streaming down my cheeks along with my tears.

On getting to the living room, I met them cool and lively, it was very glaring that I had been a hindrance to their undying love and they were glad their biggest obstacle was finally leaving.

The glow emanating from their faces made me furious at life. “How are these the same people that gave me so much joy?” I muttered to myself in squinted eyes as I rolled my suitcase down the stairs.

“I’m ready to leave, I have sent my signature via your mail. Feel free to finish up the divorce process.” I stated calmly, trying hard to portray a cool demeanor, but holy s**t! I was dying within.

“My lawyers will relate to you about your alimony and other legal benefits. You have the keys to my second apartment, you can take it along with your car.” He stated, guilt evident in his gaze.

“To hell with your freaking wealth! I don’t need a dime from you!” I retorted, trying hard to fight back my tears.

I gave both of them an equal share of my disdainful gaze, unable to control my tears as they streamed down freely from my eyes.

It was raining heavily, when I walked out of the mansion, unable to digest what had just happened. I soaked in my frustration in the rain as I pondered about my life like a stray dog.

While I waited for the taxi I had booked, a black van suddenly screeched and halted beside me. My eyes widened in fear as I held onto my suitcase firmly.

Two masked, tough-looking men, jumped down from the van and surrounded me with guns in their hands. My body began to tremble while I secured my suitcase firmly.

“Give me your suitcase!.” One of the thugs commanded as he tried dragging it off my grip.

Fear gripped me badly.

What was left of my life was in there, and the little savings I had left to kickstart life, including my international passport.

I held tightly to it, refusing to let go while the goons kept dragging it with me. My steps reclined as my legs weakened while I continued my fight.

“Please… please, don’t take my bag. That’s all I have left in this life.” I pleaded, my strength already failing me.

Despite my plea, one of the thugs pushed me down, causing me to hit my waist hard on the cemented pavement, beside the pedestrian walkway.

He forcefully dragged my suitcase off my embrace, flung it into the van and they zoomed off immediately.

“Hey! My bag!” I cried out, my voice laced with anguish.

Holding my stomach in pain, I remained on the floor under the rain while I painfully watched the van zoom off. Hot tears streamed down my cheeks as I began to shiver.

“Where do I begin? What is fate trying to do with me?

I felt a sharp and painful cramp around my waist region, with a flow of moist liquid rolling down my inner thighs.

“Oh God, my baby! I’m bleeding!”