Chapter 3: Mary is sleeping in the master bedroom with my husband.

Stella POV

After three days, I was discharged from the hospital.

I came home exhausted and went straight to my room to rest. The moment I pushed the door open, my steps froze.

Mary was in the bedroom, lying comfortably on my bed.

When she saw me, she smirked, then laughed mockingly.

“Oh, you were discharged from the hospital and you dared to come here to disturb me?” Mary asked, acting as if she were the madam of the house.

I clenched my fists, my patience completely gone.

“What are you doing in my room?” I asked her.

My voice sounded tired, worn down from everything I had endured.

She crossed her legs lazily.

“This is my room now. You should go and sleep in the guest room,” Mary told me.

Her words hit me harder than a slap.

Footsteps sounded outside.

I exhaled, Andrew was coming. I decided to wait, I wanted us to talk properly.

But suddenly, Mary stood up and slapped her own face hard.

The sharp sound echoed through the room.

She immediately sat down on the floor.

“Oh, I am so sorry! I will leave your room and your home! I beg you, please don’t hurt my child, my child is the only reason I am living after all my husband did to me!” Mary cried loudly.

Her voice trembled perfectly, tears flowing effortlessly.

If only she was an actress I would watch her movie, because she really tried acting this part really well.

At that exact moment, the door burst open.

Andrew rushed in.

Without hesitation, he shoved me aside violently.

I stumbled and hit my stomach against the table.

I groaned in pain, gripping the table desperately for support.

Andrew didn’t even look at me.

He rushed past me and helped Mary up gently.

This type of gentleness he never used it with me or anyone it was only Mary.

Then he turned to me, his face filled with anger.

“How dare you hit her ,when she did nothing to you?” Andrew shouted.

His eyes were cold, accusing.

He didn't even ask me what happened and even if I told him what happened he would not believe me.

Because how would he believe that the Mary he thought was innocent ,slapped herself across the face just to blame me for it.

He ignored my pain completely.

He completely ignored the fact that I just came back from the hospital ,after the nonsense that Mary and him did.

He grabbed my arm roughly and dragged me out of the room.

I was thrown into the guest room like trash.

“I don't want to see you anywhere around Mary or the master bedroom anymore ,I told Mary that she could stay there you can stay in the guest room for the meantime,” Andrew told me ,so I just came back from the hospital and the next thing I meet is my husband giving our room to Mary.

“In all this ,where would you be staying?” I asked him curiously.

Even though I knew the answer I still wanted to hear it from him.

“I am going to sleep on the couch in the master bedroom. Mary has nightmares from when her husband was beating her ,so I will help her through the night,” he told me and I let out a laugh.

I stood up from the bed and clapped my hands mockingly.

“Oh what a good friend, one might think she is your wife,” I said mockingly.

“Stop that nonsense there's nothing going on between me and Mary,” Andrew huffed.

He seemed offended that I had even hinted at Mary having an affair.

“You can go, I have nothing else to tell you,” I said.

“Just rest here,” he said as he walked out and closed the door and tears began falling from my eyes and I needed to do something or my marriage would end because of Mary.

I sat on the bed and took my phone and wanted to call my mother for advice ,but then I remembered that I didn't want to bother her because she was having some issues with her health.

Since I had a close relationship with Andrew's family I decided to call my mother-in-law to inform her of what was happening here ,because I didn't know how to get through to Andrew ,to make him understand that what he is doing is not good.

My mother-in-law answered on the first ring and we exchanged greetings.

“Mum, I wanted to ask you to talk to Andrew. I don't know why he brought a woman back home and since she came here I have been having an argument with Andrew,” informed her of this situation.

“Andrew has already called me and told me that you were harassing a guest in his house who is going through a hard time,” My mother-in-law told me and I could not believe that Andrew had already gone and painted me black to his mother in case I came to complain to her.

“Mom,please do not believe what Andrew said ,Mary the woman he bought to his house is an evil woman Shivan caused my allergic reaction even though in the kitchen fridge It is said that peanuts are not allowed at home,”

“Look Stella. You're a good woman and I would want you to continue acting like a good woman even though my son brought another woman back home ,she's pregnant, it is not his child , he is just helping her ,so concentrate on your pregnancy and let them be,” she told me.

I know that Andrew is her son and I am just a daughter-in-law and that no matter what I say she would always believe her son. And since Andrew was the first person who came and complained to her ,she might not listen to my words so I decided to let it go and just listen to her advice.

“Thank you for the advice Mum. I will listen to you now to concentrate on my pregnancy,” I said ,as I rubbed my pregnancy stomach.

The call ended but I knew this wasn't the end.

Later that night I wanted to go and eat outside ,but when I went to the door and turned the door knob I noticed that the door was locked and I did not see the key in the room.

I began knocking on the door hoping that someone would open the door for me because I was hungry ,but then I got a message from Andrew on my phone.

“I locked the door and took the key I will give it back to you tomorrow, I do not want you to attack Mary again ,the maid will bring your dinner into your room after we are done eating,” I read the message over and over again and I didn't know if I should cry or laugh.

My husband locked me inside of the room because of another woman. That was the funniest thing to hear.

My stomach growled and I remembered that I had some snacks in my bag,and I went and took it and ate and was waiting for them to open the door ,so that I could eat dinner or they would bring the food for me but then I never came.

I fell asleep hungry.

Things like this continued happening often.

Mary would say I hated her.

She would fall or cry.

Andrew would scold me every time.

But then one day, something worse happened.

Andrew barged into the house suddenly, I was sitting on the couch reading a magazine.

Without saying a word, he grabbed my hand, pulled me up from the couch, and began dragging me toward the car.

“What is going on?” I asked Andrew, panic rising in my chest.

He ignored me completely.

Only when we were inside the car did he finally speak.

“Mary was mistaken for you and kidnapped. They thought she was my wife. So you will go and replace her,” Andrew said calmly.

“She is too weak, and you are strong. You can hold on,” he added.

I stared at him in disbelief.

I could not comprehend how he could compare two pregnant women, especially when I had just been discharged from the hospital.

“Why should I replace her? You know very well that I just returned from the hospital and I still need rest. You kicked me out of the room. Shouldn’t you get the police involved? Why are you dragging me to exchange me for her safety? What about my own safety?” I asked angrily.

I tried opening the car door, but it was already locked.

Andrew frowned.

“Stella, behave yourself. They told me that if I get the police involved, they will kill her or hurt her baby,” he said impatiently.

His grip tightened on the steering wheel.

He was driving fast to the location ,so that he could go and rescue Mary.

“I do not want to put her life at risk. Just hold on until i have the complete ransom,” he told me.

That was all he said.

He stopped the car, dragged me out, and pulled me toward the kidnappers’ location.

No matter how I screamed and told him to let me go he refused to listen.

That was how he exchanged me, for Mary's safety.

As they released Mary, I could see her running toward Andrew, clinging to him.

And they held me instead.

Andrew looked at me briefly.

“I will get the ransom soon, so wait for me till then,” he said.

Then he turned around and picked up a crying Mary, who turned to me and she had a smile on her face, and my dear husband Andrew, walked away.

Leaving me behind.