Hours after my wedding blew up in my face, I was finally home. A stack of papers and the wedding ring commissioned from the top designers at my company sat in plain view on my coffee table.
“I’m going to change into something more comfortable.” Vanessa said before heading upstairs.
I walked over to the living room and flipped through the papers. It was a divorce agreement already filled out and signed. I couldn’t help but chuckle.
Celeste was looking for attention.
She was just a spoiled housewife. She’d be begging me to take her back in a couple of days when she realised she’s nothing without me.
I tossed the papers aside and sunk into the sofa, exhausted. Today was a massive failure that hurt both my pride and my pocket. Celeste was always good at wasting my money, but today really took the cake.
I sighed. At least Vanessa had handled announcing the wedding cancellation surprisingly well. I was happy to learn she had other talents besides incredible sex.
“You threw our family away when you slept with that backstabbing bitch.”
Celeste’s words hung around my mind like mosquitos. I did my best to swat them away, but they stuck around, ringing in my ear.
It irritated me that Celeste chose our wedding day to discover my relationship with Vanessa. We had been sleeping together for months already. But she was so dense I thought she’d never catch on.
I certainly never thought she’d give me divorce papers.
“Babe?” Vanessa called out.
“I’m in the living room.”
She wore one of Celeste’s lace nightgowns. It fit Vanessa better, showing off her curves. Her hips swayed deliciously as she walked over.
“Where’s Bonnie?” I asked as she settled into the cushions beside me.
“Oh, she’s playing in her room.”
Vanessa rested her head on my shoulder and looked up at me with warm brown eyes.
“How are you holding up?” She asked gently.
I exhaled and faced the TV. “Let’s just say today didn’t go as planned.”
“Don’t be upset, babe. There’s a bright side to all this.” Her voice became a purr. “I understand you so much better than she did.”
“Is that so?” I raised an eyebrow.
Vanessa leaned closer. Her lips touched my ear as she whispered.
“Ah-huh. I know just how to make you happy.”
My body immediately responded. All good reason flew out the door when Vanessa decided it was time to play. Much like earlier in the fitting room.
“And how exactly will you do that?” I asked, as desire flooded my veins.
Vanessa’s fingers trailed down my arm.
“Why don’t we take this to the bedroom and I’ll show you?”
She punctuated the sentence by playfully biting my earlobe.
I couldn’t stand her teasing any longer. I grabbed her by the jaw and lifted her face to devour her mouth.
“Daddy, I’m hungry.”
I pulled us apart to see Bonnie walking into the living room, rubbing her belly.
“I want food.” She demanded.
That was the second time today that someone interrupted my fun. I suppressed a groan.
Vanessa was adjusting her clothes beside me.
“Go make Bonnie something to eat.”
She froze. The silence stretched, and I felt my patience slip.
“I actually don’t know how to cook.” She laughed nervously. “Let’s just order takeout.”
How had I not realised how undomesticated she was?
Thinking back to our late nights at the office and so-called business trips, she had not cooked once for me. This revelation caught me off guard. It was an extreme inconvenience.
What kind of woman didn’t know how to cook?
“Fine.” I said, my mood soured, “Order something. Just feed her.”
Bonnie folded her arms and pouted.
She muttered under her breath. “I want Mommy’s cooking.”
Bonnie’s scrunched up face pulled on my heartstrings.
I didn’t want to be the one to call first. I was already revelling in Celeste’s inevitable return with her tail between her legs.
But it was hard for me to see my daughter so unhappy. I did everything I could to provide her with the very best.
If she wanted her mother’s cooking, that’s what she’d get.
“Don’t sulk, Bon-Bon.” I said. “I’ll get you Mommy’s cooking.”
She smiled at me like I was a superhero. Finally, a win today.
I dug my phone out of my pocket.
“Why do you need to call her? Takeout would only take like thirty minutes.” Vanessa nagged.
I gave her a hard look. “This wouldn’t be a problem if you knew how to cook.”
She looked away as I dialled Celeste. The phone rang for several moments. With each ring I felt a frustration build up inside me I couldn’t place.
Just when I was about to end the call, she picked up.
“What do you want?”
Her clipped tone and rude demeanor stunned me. Was this the same woman I had been married to for five years?
My voice was firm. “Come home and make dinner.”
Celeste laughed. It was so unexpected. I hadn’t heard that sound in ages.
“You’re kidding, right?” She asked as her laughter subsided.
What was wrong with her? Did she have a mental break after finding out about my affair? Whatever it was, it was annoying the hell out of me.
“I’m being serious, Celeste. Bonnie is hungry, so get your lazy ass home now and make us something to eat.”
“Why don’t you ask Vanessa to cook for you?”
My annoyance was becoming anger. How many times did I have to tell her something before it got through her thick head?
I stood up and paced the living room.
“She can’t cook.” I said through gritted teeth. “Just get over here now or so help me Celeste I will—”
“You’ll what? Have an affair?” Contempt laced her voice. “If your whore can’t cook, then you better pick up a spatula and start learning, Damien.”
She cut the call.
My jaw dropped. Never in all the time I had known her, had Celeste ever refused me or spoken to me like that.
“Is Mommy coming?” Bonnie asked with wide eyes.
My grip on my phone tightened as the sickening feeling of something slipping out of reach tormented me.
Celeste’s POV“Let’s discuss dinner with your parents later.” Ryan said awkwardly.I couldn’t listen to these lovebirds a second longer. I had just pulled out my phone when Grace sidled up to me and spoke in a hushed tone.“That’s Michelle Hughes!” she said, eyeing the young woman discreetly. “Her family is ridiculously wealthy.”I frowned and whispered back. “How do you know her background?”“During the studio’s crisis, I couldn’t get a wink of sleep from the stress. I stayed up combing the web for something to save us and came across Hughes Industries.” She leaned in closer. “She’s an heiress!”I glanced back at the polished woman and pursed my lips.Of course, she was born with a silver spoon. “Hughes Industries? Why does that sound familiar?” I asked, watching Ryan flash a dimple as he smiled at his girlfriend.Grace whispered excitedly. “They produce the highest quality precious stones and metals on the market. Several jewelry companies are fighting for an exclusivity contract wi
Celeste’s POV“Grace, Ryan, I have a brilliant idea!” I said, as I hurried over to them. “We should launch a more accessible ‘light luxury’ jewelry line.”My assistant took the takeout bag from my hands while my business partner raised an eyebrow.“You look awfully cheery, considering what just happened with Bonnie.” She said, tilting her head to the side. “Where did this sudden business idea come from?”I smiled, thinking back to the fan I met.“I just realized that we’ve been focusing on ultra wealthy clients, but they’re the minority.” I said, excitement thrumming through my veins.“I don’t think now is the best time to be venturing into a new market.” Grace said, chewing on her lip. “We’re still trying to recuperate after Vanessa’s attack.”She fixed me with her concerned gray eyes.“Besides, don’t you think you should take a break to process everything that’s happened with Bonnie?” I shook my head. “A break is the last thing I need. Without worrying about Bonnie or fighting again
Celeste’s POV“Celeste, are you sure you want to sign away your parental rights?” Grace asked as soon as I cut the call with my lawyer. “Isn’t that a bit too drastic? She’s your daughter, after all.”I could see Bonnie prancing to the checkout counter, Damien pulling out his wallet. Vanessa was her mother and Damien her father. She made her choice.Now I’ve made mine.“That’s the thing, Grace.” I said, wrenching my gaze from Bonnie. “From today, she’s just Damien’s daughter and Vanessa’s stepdaughter. I have nothing to do with her.”Ryan fixed me with his green eyes, peering into my soul. “I’m not buying it, Celeste.” He said, shaking his head. “There’s no way you’d leave Bonnie at the mercy of Damien and Vanessa. They make terrible parents.”Grace nodded. “That’s right. Think about her welfare–they have no clue what they’re doing.”I shrugged, but my shoulders were tense. “That’s not my concern anymore.”“They gave her food poisoning, for crying out loud,” Ryan said through clenched
Celeste’s POVSilence descended over our group.I glared at Damien, daring him to tell me I was wrong. I wouldn’t put it past such an arrogant and self-centered man to deny that he tore a chasm between Bonnie and I with his affair and the way he mistreated me.But he stood tight-lipped and stiff with hesitation.“Get out of my sight, Damien.” I broke the silence, my anger and heartache settling deep in my bones. “We have nothing more to discuss.”He opened his mouth, but no sound came out.“Daddy, buy my princess dress before the shops close.” Bonnie demanded and reached for his hand. Damien sighed. “You have so many dresses already, Bon-Bon.”She pouted up at her father. “Auntie Vanessa said a princess can never have too many dresses.”“Let’s just go home.” He said.Bonnie glared at him. “We can’t go home without Auntie Vanessa! You have to fetch her from the police.”“I can’t bring Auntie Vanessa home until the police call me.” He said, running a hand over his face. Tears sprung to
Celeste’s POV“That’s enough, Bonnie!” Damien scolded, his voice harsher than he’d ever used with her. “Don’t speak to your mother like that.”She looked at him, startled, then stuck out her chin defiantly.I watched, heart completely shattered, as my daughter reached for more pebbles. She obviously hated me and had for months.I just hadn’t been willing to accept it.“Don’t you dare, young lady!” Damien warned, barely restraining his anger.Bonnie ignored him and threw the pebbles at me. They hit Ryan, who once again stood in front of me, but I felt each one slam deep in my soul.Damien thundered over, picked her up, and walked several paces away from the pebbles before setting her down. The moment her feet touched the ground, she let out a high-pitched, ear-splitting scream. She was hysterical, but I couldn’t blame her. Damien had spent six years indulging her every whim without actual discipline. “There, there, princess.” He murmured as he squatted to embrace her. “Calm down–you’r
Celeste’s POVMy heart ached as I squeezed Bonnie closer. A million different scenarios had played out in my head and my body still trembled from the possibility of losing my daughter.I had never been more terrified in my entire life.“Let go of me!” Bonnie screamed suddenly.She recoiled from my touch like a startled animal. Like it burned.I loosened my grip to ask, “What’s wrong, hon—” But she shoved me away, tearing herself free from my embrace.“Stay away from me! I only want Daddy!” She screamed, lunging into Damien’s arms.My daughter buried her face against her father’s chest, sobbing like I’d hurt her.I stared blankly in shock as my heart twisted.Damien had lost her in a mall, and still she chose him over me. Who knows when he would have realized she was missing if I hadn’t asked about her? I pushed myself off the playground floor.“Honey, why don’t you want Mommy near you?” I asked as I walked towards them.Bonnie looked up from Damien’s chest, and her face twisted when