Episode 3

EPISODE 3 : DIVORCE

I informed Justin that I had no intention of ending his relationship with his mistress, and he was taken aback; he had not expected such a calm reaction after discovering the truth.

Others in my situation might scream and cause a scandal, but I know what I wanted, a goal that should be met.

I returned and continued with the preparations, after ensuring that the chairs and other items required for the anniversary were in place. Later, mom asked me to go to the bakery and get the cake from the chef.

I went to the bakery, and there was a young woman sitting at the front desk. She did not appear to be the chef, but I approached her anyway and we talked.

"Good morning, madam.... How can I help you? She opened the register and smiled back at me.

" Hmm! Where are your parents? I would like to take my cake." I told her.

She was generous enough to return her legs to the kitchen to inform her parents, who took fifteen minutes before bringing out my cake _ the young girl returned to an older person, who gave me my cake, I paid, and I returned home right away.

But first, I visited one of the orphanages I frequent. I have not been able to get anything done or pay them a visit.

"Good morning, ma'am."

The lady standing at the door wearing white stripes smiled as she welcomed me.

"How are you doing, Anna?"

I left the cake in the car and followed her inside the orphanage. Right there, she led me to their head parton, Mrs Sophia; she and I have been good friends, and she has been one of the recipients of my orphanage donations.

Anna left us both to talk in her office.

"Good morning, Mrs. Woods."

She began by calling me by my husband's surname. I used to be happy whenever someone addressed me by that name, but now? Everything has changed, and it does not appear that this is the case.

"Do not call me that."

I said, grumpily sitting down in the chair.

"Why are you married to him then?"

She laughed at the end of the disruptive statement.

"Marriage is another ballroom; what happened to happiness?" Despite what I told her, my friend dismissed my feelings.

" Hmm! Are you still seeking a divorce from your husband? And please do not tell me you still carried out that stupid plan of yours?"

I wiggled my brow and smiled.

That prompted her to confirm what I had done...

" No! That is horrible; what if it backfires?"

She moved her chair closer and asked.

" Backfires? All I want is a divorce from my husband and half of his property."

I explained again why I was engaging in such extreme behavior.

Sophia tried once more to change my mind about divorcing my husband, but no matter what she said, my mind was already made up, and I do not think it will ever change.

When I returned home, the preparations were still incomplete. My mother-in-law was so pleased with the cake that she asked me to store it in the refrigerator before the party.

"Cynthia, I have something for you."

My husband found me sitting in the room by myself; he rarely gets me anything, at least not in a long time.

"What have you gotten me? Another expensive outfit or jewelry?" I stopped myself from overthinking...

" Hmm! Really? Let me see?" I have added...

He put the shopping bag on the bed and leaned away, patiently waiting for me. I reached inside the bag and pulled out the dress, then reached out again, this time bringing the jewelry.

"Wow, that is nice." I said it without even smiling...

" Is that it? What happened to being more grateful?" He became disappointed.

" What! Should I thank my husband, who is having an affair with a random woman?" I reminded him of his infidelity; perhaps he thought that giving me an expensive dress and jewelry would satisfy me.

"I see, you hate me... Don't you?".

Seeing how I responded to his gift, he asked...

" Hate? It is an understatement." I answered his question, held the bag, and exited the room...

I was about to reach the door when I heard something.

"Do you want to get a divorce?"

Finally, my husband was able to grant me the divorce I sought.

" What! What were you just saying?"

I turned back and asked again.

Wanting him to say the same word to me...

"What did you hear?" He approached her, "Cynthia, would you like a divorce from me, because it is obvious that you do not want to continue with the relationship..... What is the point of continuing to be married?" He did not say anything else...

I eagerly accepted his abrupt decision to grant me the divorce.

" Okay! But let us make a deal."

He stroked his chin before taking hold of his hand.

" What is the deal? Do I need to make a deal with you?" I asked him, and he immediately nodded and said, "Yeah!" Give me three months to put everything in other, along with the prenuptial agreement we signed.

Justin's request for more time to settle things was exactly what I wanted to hear.

"Fine, three months" I accepted, turned my back on him, and left the room.

The door was slightly open, but I felt compelled to ask him this question...

"Justin... do you love her?"

When I asked him this question, I was hoping to learn the truth. Has my husband fallen in love with another woman?

"Why would you want to know?"

He stopped and asked me...

" Hmm! Because I am curious?"

I smiled at the end of that sentence...

"Curiosity... " He smiled back at me and replied, "Yeah!" "I love her, and she loves me back." He confirmed with me.

I had already played this particular discussion in my head, and while the thought of my husband falling in love with someone else did not instill fear in me, he just told me...

" Congratulations, I can not wait for you two to marry and be happy."

I deliberated before opening my mouth to speak. Justin, on the other hand, did not seem to care; he simply smiled and went to the bathroom to freshen up before the death anniversary in the evening.