Ex wife, let's give our love a second chance.

Pearl's POV “How do you mean heartless? This is not mine and what is it used for?” My gaze flickers between the bottle content and my husband.“Enough Of the lies Pearl!” My husband barks in a thunderous voice that has me recoiling. “Enough Pearl, stop…stop lying,” he grits, “...to my face, I'm not a child, if you're not the one taking it then who has it? You keep lying to me and I believe every single word you say because I believe that you'll never lie to me. How come there's an abortion pill in your things? You've been aborting all your pregnancies?” He says the last sentence with a hint of disbelief, his eyes flaring with indefinable emotion, I've never seen my husband like this.Right now he looks like a lethal animal that's looking for a slight reason to unalive something.“Fabian, you have to believe me, I have never been pregnant and I've never aborted any of our children,” My chest heaving with uneasiness, my heart throbbing with fear, liquid heat pooling in my lower belly.

Pearl's POV “What will you like Ma'am?” The butler asks, holding tightly onto his notepad.“I'm okay, thank you,” I say with a forced smile but my brother, Paul, beats me to it.“What do you mean by 'you're okay?' Today is your birthday, I didn't bring you here to watch people,” “I'm fine seriously, I just don't have the appetite for anything,” I say honestly, Paul signs in resignation.“Give us your best wine, When her appetite comes up we will order some food,” Paul says to the butler and he nods.“Happy birthday Ma,” The butler says with a sweet smile and I return it.“Thank you,” I reply and he scurries off.When the butler is out of sight Paul drops his smile and narrows his eyes at me, I turn away my eyes from him, I know he has figured something strange.“When we were in the car on our way here you didn't say a word, I didn't give it much thought but when a foodie like you rejects food I know something is up, what's going on with you?” I shrug “It's nothing, just marriage is

Fabian's POV “Dammit! Dammit! Dammit!” I punch the steering wheel of my car. Hard. Trying to calm the raging frustration building inside of me.I keep punching the wheel till I feel like my knuckles have had enough. My breathing becomes erratic.“I can't…” I sniff in a hot breath, “I can't…believe this!” I weave my fingers through my hair. The unleashed anger inside me causes a deep ache in my chest, I place my right hand over it. “I can't believe you Pearl, I can't believe you, that's…” Sniffs, “That's why you aborted the babies, cause they weren't mine! What did I do wrong, Pearl. I made you happy the very best I could, I did every fucking thing you asked, Hell! I didn't know how to say no to you, and you know it! Yet, you were deceiving me all long,” keeping my eyes open becomes a problem because my eyes feel so hot like someone poured gas in it, I throw my head back on the headrest, blinking to calm the hot sensation.Turning to my right, the surprise cake I bought for her is sit

Pearl's POV.“I can't leave him, I can't go back home,” I mutter under my breath. I've been sitting on the kitchen ground since Fabian left, thinking of how to solve this situation.I chose a path seven years ago, to be with Fabian forever and never go back home, because my Dad disowned me. I can't step foot on his property anymore. I've been laying low because we are in the same city and he might hurt my husband to get to me, and that's the last thing I want on Earth.I've kept my secret and things have been going well, only that I can't give him a child. I instinctively touch my stomach. I've tried a lot of methods to get pregnant in the past years, but none of them worked and we were still fine, living happily as a family until his mother came into the picture, I don't mean to cause a rift between a mother and her son but I don't know why that woman hates me so much. But her hatred never fazes me because my husband's love overshadows it. Now my world is crumbling.I need to fix t

Pearl's POV.“Jesus!” My brother shouts as he parks in front of me, I'm sitting on the roadside. Alone, at the spot where I told him I'd be waiting for him.He throws a jacket over my body. I'm still in my nightwear. I didn't notice it when I left the house, the evening breeze brushing my skin brought my awareness to what I was wearing. He helps me up and leads me to his car. I enter the passenger seat and he circles the car to the driver's side.He helps me buckle the seat belt. “Thank you for coming out,” I say to him.He scoffs, “You’re thanking me for coming to save my sister when she's in danger, I'm getting up by three am to cook for you if you have those weird pregnancy cravings,” He laughs but I don't.“What happened?” He asked me.I don't even know where to start explaining all that happened. So I decided to keep it short.“My marriage is over,” There's no humor in my voice.“By one am in the morning?” The surprise in Paul's tone was evident.“Unfortunately, Yes,” He huffs