DEAR EX-HUSBAND, YOUR BOSS IS MINE

Lucia’s POV

“That was an amazing one, sweetie. I absolutely love it! You know what, let's go to Ibiza nex–”

Harry drew me out of my daze by slamming some documents out on the table before saying the words that almost tore me apart.

“I want a divorce, Lucia. Sign these papers.”

“Huh? Baby, you have to be joking, right? We just came from vacation, how–”

“I want a divorce. You can either sign these papers or you can get the fuck out of here.”

“Harry!”

“Leave! I don't even feel like seeing your face right now.”

“What are you even on about?”

“You must be in a bad mood right now, I'll come back later.” I quietly picked up my keys and left. There was no way that he could say such a thing unless it was a prank or in a bad mood right?

“Please calm down before I get back Harry.” and with that, I left.

****

FEW HOURS LATER

“We’re here, ma’am.”

The driver’s announcement brought me out of my depressing thoughts.

I quickly wiped my tears and raised my face. I looked through the window and tried enough, there was the gigantic office building of Harry.

I paid the cab driver and alighted.

Pulling my sweatshirt around me tighter, I walked towards the building with a heavy heart and slow, hopeless steps.

I was broken but I didn’t want to give up. Regardless, I still loved Harry and wanted him back. He had refused picking my calls, so I had to come to the office.

This was the only way to see him.

To my shock,a lady in a mask was with him in his office when I entered.

His face scrunched into an angry scowl. “What are you doing here?”

“What is she doing here, Harry?” I wasn’t happy seeing that lady in here with him.

“She has every right to be here but you don’t.” He retorted.

“I am your wife, Harry. Why are you doing this to me? To us?” The tears that had been falling ever since that day he had me thrown out didn’t hesitate to run down my cheeks.

I was drained emotionally, physically and mentally. I was currently battling with cold ever since that rain fell on me.

Propelling myself forward, I stood before his desk, the lady was positioned on his lap.

“Can’t you take a hint, bitch?” The lady sneered derisively.

I ignored her. She wasn’t my problem. “Harry, please. I’m sorry for whatever I did but don’t do this to me. I beg of you.”

“Will you leave here this minute before I do something drastic?!” He raised his tone, sounding angry.

I let out a cough and quickly wiped my nose with the handkerchief in my pocket. “I’m sick, Harry. I…I caught a bug.”

I had told him thinking he would show concern but to my surprise, his expression was just as stoic and his lips were pressed in an angry line. “What should I do with that piece of information?”

“Take her to the hospital, serve her breakfast in bed, pamper her, kiss her and probably pump her barren womb with more of your sperm with hopes she’d actually get pregnant this time.” the girl replied with heavy, mean sarcasm.

They both laughed at that.

“Good one, baby.” He kissed her on the mouth.

I watched with a bleeding heart as they sucked each other’s faces off. Jealousy and pain had me walk round the desk to push her off of him.

She almost fell off if not for Harry’s hand supporting her waist.

“How dare you, Lucia ?! What the hell is wrong with you?!” Harry lashed out.

Tania got up from his lap and retaliated, pushing me hard to the floor of his office. I fell, hitting my back against his wall.

A sharp pain coursed through my waist and I instantly remembered my baby.

“She has to pay for this, Harry. She has to!” Tania ranted angrily.

I managed to pull myself up, wiping more tears from my eyes. But I didn’t get up, rather I went on my knees. “I’m sorry, Harry. Please, I’m sorry. I’m still your wife, you can’t do this to me. P-p-p-please.” I felt body pain from the hard push but I remained kneeling, hoping he would take me back.

“You have been a nuisance for far too long and I think Tania and I have condoned you enough. You’ll pay for this.” He threatened.

Not taking his words to mean anything, I continued to beg. “Stop doing this, Harry. You’re hurting me. I’m sorry. Forgive me and let’s go back the way we used to be. Please, I beg of you.”

He made to walk away from the office with Tania, he was dialing a number. I scrambled to my feet to block his path, Tania shoved me roughly and I fell again.

The sharp pain I felt around my waist again had me scared and panicky, I didn’t want to lose my child. They left me there in the office.

I was too tired and weak to or even stand, so I remained where I was, curled myself into a ball and wept.

I had never done anything wrong to Harry. Why would he choose to hurt me this way? I loved him, I always had.

Our marriage of three years was too precious for me to let go of. I’d done everything I could to make it work.

I’d even married him against my father’s wishes. He had never wanted me to get married to Harry, he said Harry wasn’t good enough for me.

But I insisted. Dad has not forgiven me for that but I didn’t care, just because I loved Harry and wanted to build a life with him.

For three years, I’d abandoned my own desires, my wants and wishes to make a life with him. That was how much I loved him.

But he was busy cheating on me nonchalantly, with a nasty woman. It made me want to wonder how long this has been going on.

I did not know how long I sat there on the floor of his cold office, feeling pity for myself and crying but when the door finally opened again, I was to beg my heart out for this one last time.

But he and Tania weren’t alone.

“There she is, officers. She came to steal from me. I have no idea how she was able to get into my office.” Harry accused.

The two police officers came up to me.

Totally confused, I managed to get up on my feet. “What are you saying, Harry? I didn’t steal anything from you.”

“Whatever you say, ma’am will be used against you in the court of law.” One of the officers slapped cuffs on both my wrists before I could fully fathom what was happening.