Sophia's POVI let the phone ring for a while before it went back to silence. Then the call came in again, this time, Mr. Mark, sensing my hesitation, decided to excuse himself from the room. I picked the call, and immediately I heard Donald bark from the other end, insulting me as always.“I don't have time for this. What do you want?” I asked after he had finished ranting.“If you don't return the watch you stole,” he paused, his loud breath almost deafening my ear. “I swear you'd kiss your next meal in jail.”With that, he ended the call. He didn't even bother to ask about my wellbeing, he just went about throwing accusations at me. Typical Donald! Always finding fault in everything that concerns me. But this time around, he's even more bitter. How could a man I've loved over the years accuse me of theft?A sudden anger surged within me. All the years I devoted to being a good wife was all for nothing. How could I have been so stupid? He didn't even think twice before accusing me
Donald's POVI found myself staring at the magazine I was holding. But in all honesty, I wasn't reading a word. I was just staring at the pages. Instead, my mind was clouded with the thoughts of Sophia.The lawyer had told me she still haven't sign the divorce papers. I didn't know why she was taking too long. Did she think if she stalled a bit I'd rescind my decision?I wouldn't give her that satisfaction. At least that should make her learn her lesson.As a young bachelor, I wouldn't have thought of marrying a lady such as Sophia. I wouldn't have even look her twice if she had passed by my side. She's not up to the standard of women I roll with. But, despite knowing she didn't have a chance with me, she had managed to get into my life. My mother, rest her soul, had been the perfect gateway. She had warmed her way into the heart of not just my mother but also the rest of her family. And what could be worse? Mother had insisted I marry her. To her, she was the best girl for me. She w
Sophia's POV I looked at the doctor, then at the man who had just called himself my father and I laughed very hard. This must have been a joke but only that none of them had a smile. Their faces were both serious and I thought again within me, maybe we were now on a movie role so I decided to ask.“Where's the camera?”Both the doctor and Mr. Lance looked at each other. They were not understanding where I was heading to. It was my turn to enjoy the look of confusion on their faces since they all decided to turn this into a movie.Mr. Lance cleared his throat, “Uhm, what camera are you talking about Sophie?”“Sophia,” I interject him sharply. “The name is Sophia and not Sophie. And since you have both decided to make this a movie, I'm yet to see a camera.”“Mr. Lance, I would need to take my leave now,” the doctor turned to leave but I stopped him.“You can't leave yet, at least we haven't finished the movie you started,” I said and he stopped on his tracks, his eyes twitching in conf
Sophia's POVI woke up to the faint beeping sound of machine. The pungent smell of disinfectant and drugs invaded into my nostrils as I jerked up from the bed, fully awake.I looked around slowly to notice the wall was painted white. Just beside me was a small table, and not far from that, a couch. Fresh air hit my face and I looked at my right to see a small window. I looked around further, and the gown I was wearing confirmed I was in a hospital.I felt a sharp pain in my forehead and I involuntarily cried out in discomfort.“Ahh!”I heard a shuffling of feet outside and the door suddenly pushed open. Donald was staring right at me as he walked closer, I couldn't place the look in his eyes. Was it irritation I saw on his face or what was that?“What happened to me? Why am I here?” I asked but instead he was still staring at me, the irritation in his eyes was now back. I was about saying another word when the door opened. A man in white robe walked in. He nodded towards Donald, mayb
Sophia's POV “Do you ever love me?” I asked in a low tone. As much as I wanted to shout, I still felt my heart heavy with pain.“That's not the important thing here.” He responded, looking away.“No it is. Have you even thought about the baby?”“If it's about the baby I'd give you a million dollar.” Donald said without emotion and my chest tightened. I couldn't believe he wasn't affected by any of this. Why was I the only one experiencing this ton of emotions?“It's not about the money, damnit!” I yelled and I saw him flinched slightly. He seemed shocked by my reaction but he quickly covered it with a frown.“The choice is yours. Either you have the money or not, I'm not doing this with you anymore!” he said sharply, the anger in his voice was evident.I still can't believe he would be willing to leave his baby. Our baby! He had been a little more caring when he got to know I would be having his child. But now, here he was, totally indifferent like it didn't mean anything to him. Ev
Sophia's POVI bite softly on my lips as I paced the length of the living room. Glancing at the window, I saw snow outside. Sighing, I looked at the wall clock. It was past nine in the evening and Donald is yet to come home. The loud ringing of my phone interrupted into my train of thoughts.I picked up the phone, Mr. Jack's voice greeted me. "Hey Sophia, we can't make it today due to the weather.""Alright," I reply, trying to hide my disappointment."You take care, okay? We'll surely be there tomorrow," he says, then added, "Evelyn sends her regards. Bye."Mr. Jack is Donald's dad, and Evelyn his younger sister. It's tradition to spend every Christmas with us. And I always looked forward to such moments. Donald's family were caring, especially his father.I felt a pang of loneliness knowing they won't be coming again today. I thought of calling my parents, but quickly remembered they don't count. They still hadn't forgiven me for marrying Donald. Their reason—he was from a higher so