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Chapter 85
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I stood in front of Sarah’s house, swallowing hard as she unlocked the door. Call it PTSD, but I half expected her to burst out yelling and demanding my head.The door opened, and I found myself holding my breath, waiting for what was to come, even though I had no idea. However, I was met with silence.There were no footsteps of children running to meet their mother, no kids playing about, or even crying. My lips twisted slightly, but I made no comment.Sarah must have noticed my inhibition because her smile widened, quite suspiciously if I may add, and she held open the door for me. “Please, come in.” She said, and I gave her a small smile, my cheeks reddening when I realized she had caught my hesitation. I did as was told, following her inside, yet I was guarded, poised to flee if it turned sideways.“Please sit.” She gestured to the cream sofa, and I nodded, moving towards it and lowering myself onto it. “I will get the pie and maybe wine. Is that alright or do you need something
Dear Husband, I Want this Marriage no More Chapter 90
I was slowly getting used to the house, well, as much as I possibly could. It wasn’t so bad being alone, and once I had figured out my feeding and cleaning routine, it was a breeze.Although the house was definitely too big to be the only occupant, anything was better than going back there.However, it was beyond crazy Davy had not sought me out. After all he had done to prevent me from leaving, I thought he would come banging on my door, demanding I come back.Or worse, move in with me. I wouldn’t put it past him to do such things.However, I found the new atmosphere peaceful, maybe a little too peaceful, but it was necessary for me for my next phase of life.So I started doing things I would never dare to do: jogging. I was never a fitness freak or anything of the likes. Whoever created me must have known and decided to grant me a good metabolism, and I believed I had reached an equilibrium weight.However, I found myself waking up early, dressing, and taking a light jog all over th
Dear Husband, I Want this Marriage no More Chapter 89
I stood in front of my home, the white building suddenly looking quite daunting. My palms were clammy, my heart racing even though I knew it shouldn’t.But you can’t blame me. It had been years since I stepped foot into this home, so it was bound to be nerve-racking, even more so because I was going to be staying here alone and for a very long time.Taking a deep breath, I held the doorknob, the cold metal soothing my nerves, and I twisted it, opening it.The hallway was littered in my painting, different sizes and stories, not at all correlating, and I had a bit of nostalgia looking at it, remembering how I was holed up in my drawing room trying to create magic.For a moment, I was catapulted back to when I still had passion, walking about with paint-stained hands and clothes, and now they were represented in bold strokes all over the house.I walked forward, my eyes taking in everything.I had had the place remodeled a year ago, bringing a touch of modern art, but now seeing everyth
Dear Husband, I Want this Marriage no More Chapter 88
His eyes snapped to meet mine, shining with disbelief as if I had just said the most unforgivable thing, as if I had requested for his manhood to be chopped and presented on a tray.I swallowed hard, suddenly feeling a sliver of fear crawl through my veins.I shouldn’t have come; I knew it was a disaster, but apparently I was too much of a masochist to keep off, and now it was coming to bite me.I inhaled deeply, once, twice, and another time, letting the anger cool inside me. “Let me go, Davy. I hurt you, and you hurt me too. We can’t continue to live like this; we have to go.”His mouth opened, but I could see the fight in his eyes, the storm brewing behind them and needing an outlet, and he shut his lips, huffing as he returned to the kitchen.Shit!I followed him to the kitchen, sitting on the stool while I watched him cook, yet the air between us was so tense, thick enough that a knife could cut through it.Breakfast was ready, and we ate in silence, one so suffocating it was dif
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“D-Davy?” I stammered, my body suddenly forgetting how to function.It was as though the moment he stepped inside, he took hold of everything in the room. The air seemed to bow to him, stilling around us, and even I wasn’t left out, my tongue suddenly tied.“Please stay.” He begged, the tone of his voice striking something inside of me, but I shook my head.“I can’t,” I whispered, tugging on my hand to free myself from his hold, and this time he let me be, yet I could still feel the tingling effect he had left on me.“Why? It is late already.” I looked out the window, and true to his words, the sun had begun to set, painting the horizon with its golden rays. It wouldn’t take long before darkness descended.However, I only lived about 30-40 minutes away, and I could still make it home before it got frighteningly dark.“I can’t stay here." My voice cracked, and I cleared it before attempting to speak again. “It was a mistake; I shouldn't even be here. I was just going to wait for my hom
Dear Husband, I Want this Marriage no More Chapter 86
I stood in front of our home. Well, Davy, until the divorce gets finalized, we will decide who gets whom. However, my heart was pounding, though I had no idea why.I had chosen an early morning flight, just coinciding with when he would leave for work. I had contacted the cleaning company before my departure so they could get my house ready for when I would move in.Yes, I owned a home, courtesy of my dad. However, I had abandoned it to move in with Davy, and now I was thankful I didn’t make a mistake of renting the house or, worse, selling it.My plan was to stay here for some hours and sort out the things I had left behind until my home was at least inhabitable again, then I would be on my way.It was simple, breeze in, breeze out, all without his knowledge.Taking a deep breath, I placed my finger on the scanner, relieved when I heard a click as the door opened, and I poked my head in, ensuring the coast was clear.When I was positive Davy wasn’t going to jump out, or worse, Nancy
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