Gwen. I was right when I said that Emily was nothing but a slut, and she will continue being one. Henry knew it was true, but he wouldn't admit it. I mean, who would? Who would sit quietly and let someone insult the person they're in love with? As much as he tried to deny it, I was right. We became silent for a moment, both of us looking at each other straight in the eyes. Neither of us spoke, but with the tension and quietness around us, one would think we were preparing for war. He looked away and pulled back, his eyes staring at me as his nose scrunched up in disgust. “You'll sign those papers, and I swear you'll do it today.” I scoffed. So this was his way of avoiding the subject. But guess what? I wasn't done. “Do not try to avoid the subject here, Henry. We both know that she's the cause of whatever rift we have between us. She is the reason your daughter had to spend countless nights waiting up for you. She's the reason you abandoned your family and left us to stay in th
Gwen. The next morning, Henry was up, and his side of the bed was cold when I woke up, which meant that he had left many hours ago. I sighed, but didn't let that trouble me. My gaze peered at my little sunshine who was still sleeping beside me, a smile graced my lips, and I marveled at how peaceful and cute she looked even in her sleep. While sitting there lost in my thoughts, my mind went back to the conversation we had last night. “The divorce.” Henry was so persistent about it, and I wondered why I didn't give him what he wanted last night. I mulled over it last night while pretending to be asleep, there was no need to fight for him when I have already lost the fight. It was clear as day that Henry didn't and doesn't belong to me. He wants a divorce, so why not give it to him? He can go stay with Emily and his little family for all I care. I was done taking his bullshit and his tantrums, done hoping he would one day change his mind and be with me fully. Like they say, everyone
Gwen.Loud chatter and laughter filled my ears as Jasmine and I made our way downstairs. My brows furrowed as I couldn't help but be curious about who that was. My heart ached when I heard the hearty laughter again. Something in me snapped and all I wanted to do was to get that person to shut their mouth. They shouldn't be happy when I'm so miserable. Everyone should be sad because I am. Call me petty, but that's how I think. Taking the last step, Jasmine let go of my arm at the sight of her father. “Daddy!” she rushed to his side. He seemed to be in a more jovial mood because he picked her up and peppered kisses all over her face. I looked around, and my heart dropped when I saw who was here with him. It was his mother and his naughty sister. “Good morning, Mum,” I greeted, trying hard not to roll my eyes. What the heck was she doing here? I thought she wouldn't be back for another week. Why was she here? She didn't answer me, only narrowing her eyes at me. My breath seized wh
Henry. I would have to admit that divorcing Gwen wasn’t and isn’t part of my plans for her. I wanted to make her stay in this unbearable marriage miserable for the rest of her life. If she thinks I’m someone whom she can easily manipulate and use to her advantage, then I was going to show her that Henry Baldwin isn’t one to be messed with. But then Emily ruined that plan—well, I won’t completely call it ruined because she gave me one of the best news since we have been together for years. Turns out, Emily wanted to announce her pregnancy to Gwen the other day at the park, and it took all of my willpower not to let her blabber. The confusion and curiosity on Gwen’s face was one thing I loved. She was utterly curious and would want to know about something even though that particular thing was dangerous. So, after dropping Gwen and Jas off, I drove back to Emily’s house, and that was when the real deal started. Emily told me about her being pregnant with my child. Was I elated or sh
Henry.I had a difficult time sleeping last night with Gwen's constant sniffing and soft crying. So I waited until she and Jas were fast asleep before leaving the room as quietly as possible. After that, I called my mother and told her about the divorce. I was a little mad when she screamed in excitement. It felt like she didn't want this marriage with Gwen at all.“Really! Are you telling the truth, Henry? Are you truly divorcing that woman?” My mother bombarded me with questions.I sighed and noticed how she referred to Gwen as “that woman”. I have known for a long time that my mother doesn't like Gwen. It wasn't a new thing. I have even watched her mistreat Gwen like she was a slave in this house, so why do I feel angry when she called her that?“Hello! Henry, are you still there?”“I'm here, Mother.” I sighed and rubbed the back of my neck. This feels so awkward.“I'm so glad, Henry. You don't know how happy I am to hear this. This is the best news I've heard in weeks, if not yea
Gwen.I stepped into the kitchen and met Jasmine sitting on the kitchen island, waiting for her father. Her eyes lit up as soon as she saw me.“Are you here to make the pancakes for me, Mommy?” she asked. Though I was a bit caught off guard, I answered.“Yes, baby,” I beamed.I didn't know anything about making pancakes for her, but I was sure that's why Henry came out from the kitchen without Jasmine. I walked towards the fridge and pulled it open, hoping I had some strawberry jam, but cursed my luck because there was nothing in there. And one thing about Jasmine and her pancakes was that she only ate them when there was strawberry jam.I closed the fridge and looked at her; she was already staring at me, anticipating.“So…there is no jam, baby,” her face fell, lips pouted in a cute way.Quickly, I added, “Do you want some spaghetti, baby? I made some last night?” I asked, knowing fully well she wouldn't say no as long as it was spaghetti.I watched amused as she placed her finger on
Chapter 15Gwen.He looked at me blankly before opening his mouth to say words that a mother who loves and cherishes her child so much should never hear. “You aren't taking Jasmine with you, Gwen. You're leaving alone.” My steps faltered once I heard that; slowly, I turned to look at him with my brows raised. He didn’t… No, he didn’t just say what I think I heard, did he? He didn’t say I’m not taking my daughter with me? “What the hell are you saying, Henry?” I barked, glaring at him, urging him to repeat those words, to tell me what he said earlier. “I think you heard me clearly, Gwen. Jasmine isn’t going with you. You are leaving alone without my daughter.” His tone was more clipped and firm now. While I looked at him bewildered, he didn’t just spew that nonsense from his mouth. “What do you mean, I’m not taking your daughter away from YOU?” I asked, taking another step closer until I was just three to four steps away from him. “I don’t have the time to keep on repeating myse
Gwen. The slap I gave him did nothing to hide my pain, anger, and resentment towards him. He was nothing but an asshole who thinks the whole world should be under his feet because he had money. Well, screw him and his money. “What the fuck did you just do, Gwen?” he growled, and I didn't bother backing out or showing any sign of being scared. “And I will do that again and again if you don't tell me that what you just said was a lie and a fucking prank, Henry,” I screamed. My hands went up to my hair, and I tugged at it… hard. I didn't bother considering how painful it was going to be. All I wanted at the moment was to hear Henry tell me that this was a joke. That him telling me I signed the termination of parental rights was a lie, and every other thing was a damn fucking lie. I don't care if he moves on with the divorce, hell, I would gladly divorce him a million times if I have my Jasmine by my side. “Tell me that what you've just said is one big lie! There's no way I woul