6

I sat down on the chair, pulling a scarf slightly over my legs to keep warm, the pencil moves swiftly with precision as I drew.

The door flung open and I looked up to see Isaac drunk. The strong stench filled the room the closer he approached.

My face squeezed up slowly, he walked up to me suddenly and tried to hug me. I flinched and pushed him off.

“What are you doing?” I asked, irritated. “This is the guest room, get out”

He barfs.

I shut my eyes and covered my nose with a finger, I can’t believe I put up with this for three years. When he tried to come closer again, I got up fast, away from him.

He finally managed to keep his head up and stared at me.

“Are you avoiding me? I am still your husband” he said, in the same authoritative tone he has always dealt with me.

I crossed my arms and scoffed quietly. “Husband? Don’t throw the word carelessly” I resorted.

His face hardened gradually.

“I have not divorced you yet, and I never will” he affirmed.

My countenance remained unchanged. “No problem, I’m ready to do this the hard way” I told him.

His frown deepened, he charged forward now, and I tried to avoid him again. But he grabbed me, his grip was strong.

Before I could blink, he threw me to the bed and jumped on top of me. I knew where this was going, so I quickly fought to grab something.

“You’re my wife” he continued while trying to rip my clothes off.

I struggled with him with one hand and tried to grab the lampstand with the other hand. When he suddenly gripped my throat, fear gripped me in that moment.

I pushed in and bit his arm hard, enough to stop him for seconds. He yelled out in fury, and was about to hit me when I grabbed the lampstand and with the whole of my strength, I slammed it against his head.

Isaac grunt for a second, before he fell right off of me. I pushed him down to the floor and got up, panting a little.

I stood up over him still holding the lamp. the desire to hit him again overwhelmed me. But it would be a waste of crime.

I turned instead and picked my bags, it was a shame that I hadn’t record his moment of molestation. That would be good evidence to ask for more compensation in court.

I changed my cloth and in fifteen minutes, after making sure he wasn’t dead, I walked out of the house.

-

I walked into the hotel, the safest one in the city. Right now, I didn’t want anyone to know I had moved out. I can’t trust anyone. This place was safer.

“For a month please”

I took the key and turned to leave, when I suddenly lifted my eyes and saw him.

Nicholas Foster, his eyes caught mine and it stayed for a second.

I blinked away pretending not to recognize him, I walked away fast, to the elevator.

My heart beats a little too fast. Is he a guest here? I can’t help but wonder.

He’s the last person I wanted to see me looking this pathetic, I moved to press the floor number when the door opened again. I looked up.

Nick was standing there, his hand on the button, I clutched the handle of the bag a little. He walked in to the space, and stood beside me, his hands were calmly placed inside his pockets and he didn’t glance my way.

I swallowed slowly as the door closed. Again, I moved to press the floor number, he didn’t.

The elevator moves, but it felt slow, the air seemed not to be enough to last the journey to the fifteenth floor.

Finally, the elevator stopped and I let out a deep breathe I didn’t know I was holding. The second the door opened, I moved to walk out.

However, my wrist was grabbed suddenly. I was pushed back to him, landed right onto his chest. My palms were put out in protection against him, his electrifying blue eyes arrested mine.

My body shook slightly. Let go, Nick” I said firmly.

“I thought you were pretending not to see me” he answered.

I gulped down slowly.

“I was ignoring you” I told him and tried to push him away but he resisted.

My anger flared. “Believe it or not, I would call the security on you” I threatened.

“Go ahead.” He said with a flinch. “This is my hotel”

My eyes widened. His hotel?

Atlantic hotel is the most exquisite hotel in the whole country. They have hotels everywhere, outside the country too.

When did innocent, cute Nick become such a big man? I wondered, my expression revealing my thoughts as I failed to hide it.