Lisa stood in shock as she watched Rosy sit on Alex's laps with her head resting on his chest and Alex, on the other hand, seems to be enjoying stroking Rosy's hair as they both engaged in a compassionate conversation. They both did not notice her presence which fuel her anger the more!
Lisa felt like she was going to be sick. She had thought she was prepared for whatever Rosy had to say, but seeing this was too much. She couldn't believe that Alex would betray her like this, that he would be so cruel. Even if he's always been a jerk who doesn't care about anything else except himself, isn't he supposed to respect the fact that he's married? No? As if what Lisa had saw few moment ago wasn't enough, Rosy kissed Alex's jaw lightly after a small and in return, he grabbed her face and kissed her on lips. They were so engrossed in their shameless activity, clearly not bothered by the thought of someone walking in on them. She wondered how much shameless they would go in a such a place like this. Infuriated, she banged the door angrily, attracting their attention to herself. Her eyes were red with fury as she stared at them like a bull ready to charge at it unfortunate prey! "How could you?" She said, her voice shaking with emotion. "How could you do this to me? How much shameless can a married man like you go? Did you not respect me enough as your wife —even if you don't love me?" Alex looked at Lisa with a mixture of anger and fury. He clearly hadn't been expecting her to walk in on him and Rosy and now thinking of how she had abruptly cut of his enjoyable leisure time with Rosy, Alex was overwhelmed with annoyance. "Did you not learn how to knock and respect people's privacy?" He asked with a glint of anger in his eyes, growling at her. "How dare you step a foot in my office and ruin everything?" The fact that Alex did find no fault in his act was more than infuriating for Lisa, she couldn't even bear the amount of emotion that washed over her at the moment. How dare he think he can just do as he wished and trampled on her feelings like this? "I don't care what you think, Alex." Lisa said, her voice shaking with anger. "But I'm not going to sit back and let you treat me like this. I can put up with whatever shitty behaviour you possess but this one —it's a big no, I can't accept it!" "You care if you accept it or not, eh? Do I look like I care about whatever might be going on with you?" He fired at her, his facial expression void with no traces of emotion in it. "Whatever you do with your life, I don't give a damn but I won't tolerate it from you if you ever ruin my precious moment." "How cheap can you be, Alex?" It was probably not a question that needed an answer. "Pervert and jerks like you would only want a skinny slut like her. You have bad taste, Alex, seeing you getting heads over heels with this cheap homewrecker who deserve no good place than a dump site!" "That's enough!" Alex snapped, his voice thunderous. "You're out of line, and I won't tolerate this kind of behavior from you. I've been patient, but I'm done putting up with your antics." "You're the one who's been out of line!" Lisa shot back, her anger simmering. "You're the one who's been disrespecting me and making me feel worthless. I'm done putting up with that, too —damn you and your homewrecker slutty chick." Rosy couldn't be more happier as she watch them exchange words but the fact that Lisa keep cursing at her was what she can't stand. With out a warning, Rosy charged at Lisa and landed a hot deafening slap on her face. "Who do you dare call a slut, eh?" Rosy blurted out, breathing heavily in anger. "Bitch like you mist have thought they own everything after forcing a marriage on rich guys, isn't it?" Lisa pride was badly bruised, how dare Rosy slap her and say those words to her face? Overwhelmed with annoyance, Lisa proceed to slap her back but Alex was quick enough to interrupt the moment, seizing Lisa's hand right before it hit Rosy's face and pushed her away afterward without thinking twice about it. "Don't you dare lay a finger on her unless you want to watch me ruin your entire existence completely!" Alex threatened, a low grunt escaping his throat. "You lay a finger on my woman and see what becomes of you!" Lisa was taken aback by Alex's threat, and she took a step back, her face pale. She couldn't believe what she was hearing. "Your woman?" She said, her voice barely above a whisper. "But I'm your wife!" "Not anymore." Alex said, his eyes hard. "I'm way off better with Rosy than spend the rest of my life with you, woman. I'm tired of this farce of a marriage." The words hit Lisa like a slap in the face. She felt like she couldn't breathe, like the world was crashing down around her —she couldn't believe that it had come to this. Heartbroken, she rushed out of the room, running as fast as her legs could carry her but that doesn't stop her from hearing Rosy's mocking laughter in her head. *** Lisa ran as fast as she could, not caring where she was going, just wanting to get away from Alex and Rosy. She felt like she was suffocating, like the walls were closing in on her. She needed to get out of there, she needed to breathe. She ran until her legs gave out and she collapsed on the ground, sobbing uncontrollably. It was all too much, the betrayal, the heartbreak, the pain. She felt like her life was falling apart, and she didn't know how to put the pieces back together. Her nostrils won't stop running and she wiped her nose occasionally with her left hand, her eyes were bloodshot red with hot tears streaming down her face. Hesitantly, she brought out wipes from her purse and wiped her mess —her teary face inclusive. Lisa did not oppressed the emotions with in, she felt she needed to let them out after months of bottling them up with in her. "Fuck Alex! Fuck Rosy! Fuck marriage!" She yelled out, not minding her surrounding and breathing a relief sigh afterward. Her crying must have been good because at that moment, Lisa felt as though she has lifted a heavy weight that has been chaining her down from her shoulders as well as her heart. With that new feeling, she realized she needed to make a decision —the type that would completely lift the burden forever! "I'll file a divorce tomorrow morning." She concluded within herself. "The earlier I realize my stay and every other thing is over with Alex, the better for me. I'm ending this sickening marriage tomorrow...!"As she sat, deep in thought, a sudden buzz broke her concentration. A notification appeared on her phone, with a message from her former fiancé, David."Why is he sending me a message out of the blue?" She muttered within herself as she unlocked her phone to read the message, feeling a mixture of anxiety and curiosity. She read the message, and her breath caught in her throat.Sarah stared at the message sent to her, her curiosity suddenly turned into a mixture of anger and sadness. It reads, 'I can't believe you are such a gold digger, Sarah! This was your plan all along? To ditch me, leave me in disgrace at the altar, and go after the president because he's loaded, isn't he?'Sarah gritted her teeth in fury as she read the message further. 'You are such a cheap slut, but I promise you, Sarah, that I won't go down without a fight! Be on your best guard because tonight, I'm giving you the biggest surprise of your life...!'David's words cut through her like a knife, the fact that he go
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As Sarah stood at the altar to exchange marital vows with the president, she felt a sense of calm wash over her. It was as if time had slowed down, and everything around her was moving in slow motion.The guests, the priest, the groom - they all seemed to be moving at a fraction of the speed she was used to. Everything felt surreal as if she was in a dream. But she knew this was real. This was her wedding day - another wedding she was holding in that same week she ditched the first one.The priest's words drifted through the air as if they were carried by the wind. "Do you, Sarah, take this man to be your lawfully wedded husband, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer or for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, until death do you part?"As the words of the vow hung in the air, Sarah felt her heart skip a beat. It was like everything had stopped, and it was just her and the president in the world. She looked into his eyes, a
Sarah had never seen him before which made her curiosity piqued, her gaze on the parcel he stretched out to her. Though she was tempted to take the parcel from him, she still hesitated as though she was contemplating taking the parcel from him.His unusual warm smile spread wider, urging her to take it from him. Seeing how much she was hesitating, he squatted down to her height, opened her palms, and placed the parcel on them."For you..." He uttered, still wearing his unusual warm smile. His voice was calm but far from the regular manly voice Sarah had heard."What's in the parcel?" She asked, directing her gaze from the man to the parcel in her palms before raising her gaze to meet the man's. "-and why are you giving it to me?""I can read the curiosity in your eyes, lady." He responded quietly, maintaining his calm tone. "Why don't you feed your curiosity by checking it out yourself?"Sarah said nothing in reply and did as the man had suggested. She opened the parcel and couldn't be
Alone on the serene and deserted beach, Sarah sat on the sandy shore, the waves crashing against the beach as if echoing her inner turmoil. The sunset on the horizon in its warm hue of orange failed to bring comfort to the despair that hung over her like a chute.Her eyes were red and swollen, heavy with the weight of sorrow and betrayal. Tears painted her face, the hurt as vast as the sea itself and heavy as a lead. Yet underneath the sorrow was an underlying sense of trepidation - a thought that wasn't born out of hope but out of fear of continuing to live.Sarah ought to be grateful that she found out about them before the knot was tied between herself and David - how worse would it be if things started to unfold after her wedding?Sarah stood up abruptly and walked closer to the beach, shutting other thoughts off her head and mind. She stared intensely into the raging waves of the waster as thoughts of suicide attempts swirled in her mind, tempting her to end the painful game she f
Divorce is okay.Starting over is okay.Moving on is okay.Being alone is okay.But, what is not okay is staying somewhere "YOU'RE NOT VALUED AND APPRECIATED!"Sarah is betrothed to her highschool lover. A man whom she has dreamt a million dreams to grow into an old age with.What happens on the eve of their wedding day. A betrayal of infidelity struck her path.But the question remains; Will it save her marriage, destroys it or rather changes her fate for a greater good?You and I needs to find out!.....................The sun rose over the town, casting a warm glow on the streets. It was a partially sunny day, and the sky was clear as well. The air was crisp and cool, and the birds were singing happily in the trees.The streets were quiet, and there was a peaceful stillness in the air. It was the perfect morning for a walk in the park, or for sitting under a gazebo with a cup of coffee. The world seemed to be at peace, and everything was just as it should be. It was a morning to be
Gerald was pushed aggressively back into the prison, and the warder locked the gate immediately, throwing the keys into his pocket. Gerald hissed in pain as he forcefully hit his knee on the cold floor, bruising it in the process.“I wonder how long you are going to last here with the nonchalant attitude you are putting on, man!” The warder scowled disapprovingly at him, resting lazily on the gaze. “You won't even last three months here —you will be lucky if you do.”Gerald's eyes widened in shock. Three months…? That's a whole lot of time to be detained in a prison, how is he supposed to cope in this kind of surrounding for that long period of time without even knowing his offense? The thought of spending three months locked up in a cell was terrifying as it made his stomach dropped.It was hard to imagine being stuck in such a small space for so long, with nothing to do and no one to talk to. Gerald tried to think of ways to pass the time, but his mind kept returning to the same thou
Gerald's eyes blazed in fury as he banged his hands dangerously on the table, separating them from each other. “I rather remain in this hole than be at your mercy or listen to your petty orders! You can't make me do your bidding!” He growled at her.“Tsk, tsk!” Aunt Elsie twitched her nose in disappointment, unmoved by his rage or threats. “Then what would happen to Lisa? I told you; that your reaction and obedience will determine Lisa's fate, didn't I?”“What are you going to do to Lisa?” Gerald demanded, his heart beating against his rib cage. He couldn't bear the thought of anything happening to her. “Tell me what you want, and I'll do it. Just don't hurt her.”Aunt Elsie's lips stretched into a thin smile, she was loving the desperation in Gerald's eyes —he's the perfect pawn in the game. “I'm glad to see that you're willing to cooperate.” She said, satisfaction evident in her tone. “You're a smart man, Gerald, I think we can work well together.”Gerald hated the way she was talkin
Aunt Elsie smiled broadly, she was right about him. Only someone like him will be needed —he had managed to read her perfectly without getting close to her. She was impressed, and that will only make her want him more.“I don't bargain, yeah…" She uttered, admitting to his words. “—but I'm ready to do so, if it'll please you.”“What do you mean by that?” he asked, his curiosity piqued. “Why would you change your usual tactics just to please me? What do you want from me?”Aunt Elsie's smile widened, she was glad he didn't bite her head off this time —instead, she loved the curiosity in his eyes; that was what she wanted from him anyway, not otherwise.“I've found myself smitten with you, Gerald.” She replied, her voice taking a different turn. “And I would do anything to get what I want from you —I'm not afraid of bargaining this time because I know what I want, and I want it badly.”Gerald was no in for her twist and turns, he wanted her to say whatever thing she's got for him and let