Signing The Divorce Paper!

I was beaten the day before and was still in pain. And now, I am being beaten again. 

As Velon's leather shoe landed on me, I held my stomach tightly praying within me that nothing would happen to my child. 

"You shameless woman! Not only are you barren, but you also want to get rid of other's joy!" 

By the time he was done with me, I was half-dead. He walked towards Alicia and asked affectionately. "Are you and the baby alright?" 

Alicia nodded weakly, holding her forehead. "I'm fine but I do feel a little dizzy. Can we go do a checkup just to be sure?" 

He nodded immediately. He had been without a child for three years. Not only had it given people the impression he was impotent, it had also made him a subject of scorn. 

Because of his frivolous behavior before he got married, a few people concluded it had led to his inability to have a child. 

After Alicia informed him of her pregnancy, he had been so excited that he no longer tried to hide their relationship. 

Due to his happiness, he had dragged her to his room and made out with her. In the course of it, I, his disgrace of a wife, stumbled upon them. 

"Sign the paper before I get back!" He ordered and stormed out. 

One of the men who had come with him, stepped forward and handed me the divorce agreement. Due to Alicia's advice, the man had made several copies of it. 

Just like Alicia presumed, I tore it. 

"Just sign it and leave. He left you some money. It won't be so hard on your own." The man said with a smile, a glint flashing past his eyes. 

I was in a daze and didn't hear him, so as a result, I gave no response. The man rubbed his head sourly before walking out. 

Recalling all the sweet memories we had together, I pushed the paper away saying I would be able to change him. 

I was later released prior to Velon's order. I walked into the guest room I had been staying in for the past few years with heartache. 

On the wall were pictures of me and Velon. Smiling so happily to each other. I was just 21 when we first met and I had been convinced I had met the love of my life. 

The first year going without a pregnancy wasn't something we were worried about. But we tried harder in the second year but still nothing. 

I had to check myself a number of times as in-laws suggested something was wrong with me sexually. 

But each time, the doctor would say I was perfectly okay. One day, I had gone home and suggested to Velon for him to check up on himself.

The man had gotten angry and shamelessly told me of how he had impregnated a girl in highschool but had her get rid of it. 

When his mother heard of it, she had been so angry that she lurched forward to give me a few slaps. 

My husband watched the scene without doing anything, and had only inferred when I was about retaliating. 

Thinking of the past grievance, a tear slid down my cheeks. Hurriedly, I reached out and wiped it off. 

And rushed to the bathroom afterward. I walked out minutes later wrapped in a towel. Looking at the time, I figured out it was still early and I could still have a check up on my child. 

Quickly, I wore something and left the house. When I got outside, I flagged down a taxi and got in. 

I hadn't taken note of the black Maybach which was packed just a few meters away from Velon's house.  

I did feel a pair of eyes on me, but my mind was so preoccupied by the thought of my child getting harmed that I refrained from turning around. 

~Pierce~ 

My driver on the driver seat, glanced at the rearview mirror and asked. "Shouldn't we do something?" 

I sat at the backseat saying nothing, my slender fingers moved the cigarette to my lips. I smoked from it before whining up. 

"It's not the time yet. They're still married." I said in a masculine, sweet voice. 

The man on the passenger seat bit down on his lips before suggesting. "Should I speed up their divorce?" 

"If you can do it without making her be in the limelight." 

"Rest assured, Chairman. I will do it as I've always done things." 

We both stayed outside the building until a black Maserati pulled outside the house and drove. 

From where I sat I glanced at the man in the driver's seat. "Whatever you're doing, make sure she's safe." 

"I will have that in mind, sir." 

We waited for an hour until a black Mercedes drove into Velon's house. And almost immediately, Queenie returned. 

I flicked the cigarette while instructing my driver. "Drive."  

~Queenie~

My whereabout was none of Velon's business, but I was sure what annoyed him was the fact I refused to sign the divorce paper. 

Hence, the moment I walked in, he walked up to me and gripped her by the hair. Because I wasn't expecting such rash action, I felt excruciating pain from my scalp. 

"Just sign this paper and let's go our separate ways!" He said and flung me aside. 

I stopped myself from hitting the ground before looking up at him. "What if I tell you that if we stay one more year, you'd be a father?" 

He hadn't replied when a middle aged woman rushed in and shoved me aside while cursing. "Were you sent to put an end to my lineage! Can't you see the future Mrs. Aspen is already pregnant with his child! Pack up your things and leave already!" 

Despite the curses, I looked up towards Velon and asked again. "Are you sure you wanna divorce me? I promise you a child next year." 

I could see that he was indeed conflicted. I was the wife he had grown to hate because I couldn't birth any child for him. Now, I was offering to birth a child for him, it was really...

"What are you saying, Queenie? Are you insinuating he should abandon his child which I am carrying?" Alicia sneered. 

From her reaction, I could tell that when she saw his conflicted emotions, she almost went crazy. 

"He hasn't answered me." I said plainly. I stared right into his eyes. 

"I'm no longer interested in this marriage, pack up and leave!" He roared and left the room. 

Alicia walked out with the divorce paper and tossed it to me. "Here." 

With a bitter smile, I took it and signed my name. This was probably for the best.