Chapter EIGHT

Selene's POV

Deep into my sleep, I heard knocks on the door. When did Ethan start knocking before entering the room?

"Ma'am?" That was Emma's voice.

I sat up and she gently held the door open in a split second.

"Mr Taylor said to inform you.."

"That he had gone right?" I completed it for her.

She sighed, her eyes looking at the floor.

She knew what I was going through. She knew everything.

She knew how Ethan went from loving me to being coldly distant from me.

"I'm sorry ma'am." She muttered.

I was moved to tears immediately. One thing was to know she was aware of my predicament another was for her to acknowledge it and sympathize with me. I was broken.

She came forward and held me to herself.

She might be a maid, but she was the support I needed so much at this moment in my life.

I held her tightly to myself as though she could save my marriage.

A few minutes later, my cries had reduced and I let go of Emma's body.

She caressed my hair softly while patting my back.

She was a sweet girl, a sister I needed.

Not long after, she stood up slowly, ready to return to the kitchen. I nodded at her and she left.

I sniffed in as I lay back on my bed. My eyes were wide open and my head was lost in several thoughts.

Would my Ethan ever come back to me? Or had I lost him for good?

My heart skipped several beats at the thought.

Ethan was someone I loved so much. I couldn't even afford to hate him even after all he had done. I felt pathetic and sorry for myself.

Slowly, still in thought, I drifted off to sleep.

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Indeed my hormones were kicking in and morning sickness had really started as I darted off to the toilet to vomit nothing but saliva into the sink.

Cleaning my mouth, I came out to meet my phone ringing.

When I checked the screen, it was Ethan.

Maybe he wasn't with his Kayla right now, if not why did he call instead of sending a text as usual?

I picked up on the second ring.

"Selene, I hope you've dressed up? I'm coming to pick you up now." He muttered.

What was he talking about? My eyes darted off to the date and realization dawned on me. I had forgotten his mother's birthday again.

"Ow.. okay.. " I stuttered

In a split second, I rushed back into the bathroom to take a warm shower.

Anyone would think Ethan was being a great husband sounding like this_coming to pick me or whatnot. But he was just doing that because of Grandpa Edward.

When we came separately to his birthday years back, he had warned Ethan to never let me come to any family occasion alone.

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When I was done bathing, I brought out the gown Ethan had dropped on my bed yesterday.

For some reason, my heart started pounding hard in my chest.

I looked at my stomach and it was still flat. Meaning I could still wear the dress. The least of whatever I wanted at this moment was for anyone to discover I was pregnant.

A few minutes later, I was done putting on the dress.

I looked at myself in the mirror, and the sight amazed my being. Ethan had always bought nothing but perfect clothes for me.

And that also was because of his cousin Lucielle who always condemned everything I put on my body.

For Ethan to argue well and know what he was arguing about, he took it upon himself to always buy my dress every time we had any occasions with the Taylors.

When I was done dressing up and applying some light makeup, I came out to my living room looking extraordinarily gorgeous today.

When I saw Emma's expression, I knew I looked pretty. The red dress blended perfectly with my skin, I felt beautiful. A slight smile crept up to my lips.

"You look stunning ma'am."Emma complimented.

"Thank you Emma dear," I muttered and just then the door pushed open.

Revealing Ethan in a well-tailored tuxedo suit. I could swear that was a shocked look I saw on his face.

What was that for? Has he forgotten I also looked beautiful? Even more than his mistress? Does he not remember how he used to complement me almost every minute of his life?

I scoffed inwardly. Ethan had lost his mind. I couldn't even wait to get him divorced and get out of his life for good. No one deserves all he has put me through.

"Selene.." He muttered, not without clearing his throat, as if he had been struck by my beauty once again.

I knew I was his choice, the one whom he truly loved but what could I do when he had chosen Kayla over me?