Severe the Connection

Serena's POV

Silence hit the room. 

Adrian quickly took the result and glanced through. 

“You shouldn't entertain that, Adrian.” Helen said. “She fell pregnant twice and has never carried it to term successfully.”

“There's no guarantee that this baby will live.” Richard Whitmore added.

Adrian squeezed the result and tossed it aside. “This doesn't change anything, Serena. Your body is too weak to carry a child. Considering all the drugs you have taken and the number of things you've done for this pregnancy, there's no guarantee that your womb is still in good shape.”

I couldn't breath. My hand went to my chest.

I did all that for him. The drugs, the treatments, the yoga exercises, everything I did to give him an heir.

Camille tried to stand.

“Don't hurt yourself, honey. Just call me if you need anything.” Adrian was beside her in the blink of an eye.

I stood, rooted to the spot watching the man I love pamper another woman.

During my pregnancy, he never treated me this way. 

I wanted to cry and shout but I won't give these people the satisfaction they desire.

Camille turned to me, caressing her protruded belly. “Serena, just take the money my husband is offering. Are you so used to the luxury of the Whitmore mansion that you hate to leave?”

“Shut your mouth!” I screamed. “If you think you won by snatching a man who was never capable of loving his wife truly, i can only pity you.”

“I was thinking of keeping you in the servants’ quarters considering our childhood bond but I might have you to throw you out if you say another word to Camille.” Adrian warned.

I chuckled, “What? You think I'll beg you, Adrian? You were really expecting me to crawl at your feet and beg for your mercy? I'd rather die!” 

I stumbled up the stairs, prepared to leave. Upon reaching my room, I shut the door and crouched to my knees in tears.

I didn't even have the time to cry as much as I wanted, as the place suffocated me. I wanted to leave as fast as I can.

I pulled out a luggage and began to toss my clothes in. My shoes and bags went into the other luggage. 

There was not much to pack, as I was hardly out since I married Adrian. A year after our marriage, I mostly stayed indoors, trying to conceive being kept as a housewife.

When I finished, I carried my luggages down the stairs.

“Don't let anger cloud your judgement, Serena.” Adrian advised, “Just take my offer.”

“To hell with you and your offer, Adrian. You will regret ever betraying me, I promise you.” I retorted and stormed out of the house.

I took a cab to the nearest hotel and spent half the money I had to get a room. It was already late at night, yet I couldn't sleep. Tears continued to stream down my face no matter how much I tried to stop it.

At the break of dawn, I picked up my phone and called my old time friend, Karen.

“Is this really you, Serena?”

“Hi, Karen.” I replied. “It's been a long time.”

“I'm so happy to hear from you! Are you okay?”

I paused before replying, “I need a place to stay for the meantime, Karen.”

“I'll text you my address right away!” 

A glimmer of hope filled my heart after I ended the call. With online $5000 left in my account, it would be impossible to keep lodging in hotels.

I took a shower and got dressed. Upon getting the address from Karen, I boarded a cab and was in front of her house in thirty minutes.

She opened the door and ran out to hug me. I missed her so much but I was forced to stay away from friends.

She stared at me, “You don't look good, Serena. Come in quickly, it's freezing.”

Inside the house, Karen served me some food after I told her everything.

“I knew it from the start, Serena!” She paced the room, “I never trusted Adrian since our school days together but since you loved him I couldn't change your mind.”

“It's all gone now. I'll be fine.” I assured her.

“What about the child in your womb?” She asked. 

To be honest, I didn't think about that yet.

“I want to return to interior designs, Karen.” I revealed.

She sighed and sat down on the couch next to me, “Mr. Stephen was very hurt when you resigned eight years ago.”

“I don't know how he'll feel now.” Karen admitted. “I'll reach out to him, Serena. Meanwhile, I've taken up event planning jobs for big families to support myself.”

“I can join you in that.” I offered.

“You're pregnant, Serena. You'll need to—”

“Please just let me. I need something that will get my mind off Adrian.”

She nodded reluctantly.

…..

The next day, I prepared to step out. 

“It's snowing, Serena. Where are you going to?”

“To the court. I need to divorce Adrian.”

“Let me come with.” She suggested but I turned her down.

“I'll be back quickly.” I said and boarded a cab and reached the court office.

“Are you sure you want a divorce, Mrs Whitmore?” The lady asked for the second time as she prepared the divorce paper.

“Very sure.” I answered.

She handed it to me and said, “Here. You'll need his signature before you it can be issued.”

I took it from her, breathing a sigh of relief. As I took a cab to the Whitmore mansion, all I wanted was to severe any connection I have left with Adrian.

It didn't take long before I arrived. The house was quiet when I walked in but the maid informed me that Adrian was in his room.

I was glad because I didn't want to step foot in here again.

I hurried up the stairs and opened the door to his room and was shocked by the sight before me.

Adrian and Camille were naked and he was taking her from behind.