Hello Again, Nina

I dragged my luggage out of the room and cast a final glance at the bedroom I had shared with Charles for three years. I felt no reluctance to leave the place, only sadness. When we had just gotten married, I was the only one who liked the place. Since our marriage was ending, I was still the only one who felt sad over it. In the three years I was married to Charles, all he felt for me was endless disgust, and he tormented me just as relentlessly. From the moment I insisted on marrying Charles, I should have guessed that our marriage would end in tragedy since it had started as a trade deal. I opened the door to the back passenger’s seat. A familiar voice rose behind me. It sounded anxious. “Where are you going?” I turned to him and said expressionlessly, “I’ve made myself clear, Charles. It’s over between us.” “I didn’t agree to it.” “We’re husband and wife only in name. Since we never got an official marriage certificate, I don’t need you to agree to a separati

I stared at the man I once loved and felt what little love I had for him disappear. I did not cry, and my heart did not break because of him anymore. I got to my feet despite my sorry state and looked him in the eyes as I said, “I don’t love you anymore, Charles.” Charles just chuckled as his eyes shone with mockery. “Whatever… Just don’t come crying and begging me to take you back.” … Right then, the servant led two police officers in. That snapped me out of my thoughts. “Hello, we received a report that a woman was being held here against her will, and we’re here to investigate.” Charles frowned. “Who filed the report?” “An Uber driver.” I hurriedly said, “That’s right, officers. I wanted to leave, but Charles won’t let me. He’s holding me against my will.” “I know that you’re mad, honey, but the police officers are busy. Stop kicking up such a fuss.” Charles draped an arm around my shoulder, and his indifferent expression changed to one of gentleness and lov

My mother wiped her tears away. “Thank you. Why did Nina have to…” The one my mother was talking to was Skye. After my father suffered from a heart attack, I asked Samantha Brentt, my best friend, to take care of him. She asked Skye’s help instead. Charles interrupted my mother. “You’re just an outsider. You don’t have to worry about my father-in-law.” “I can’t believe you’d have the galls to say that. Nathan’s attack was two days ago!” “He’s still my father-in-law. You don’t need to worry about him.” Rage burned in me. “Enough, Charles! No matter what, Skye has helped us.” “You’re siding with him?” “I don’t want to argue with you.” I headed straight into the ward. In less than two minutes, I heard some fighting at the door. Both ended up with bruises on their faces. Skye sat on the floor, and Charles had his collar in his grip. His other hand was raised high in the air. He was about to punch him. I shouted, “Enough!” I shoved Charles away and helped Sk

When he heard that, Charles’s face darkened. His gaze on me was dark, and it shone with suppressed rage and anger. Suddenly, he pinned me down and tore my clothes apart. My breath came out ragged, and my strength drained from my body. I could feel his warmth. The heat made my blood sing with passion. But at the very last minute, Charles restrained himself. He managed to stop himself and said hoarsely, “While I still have some semblance of rationality left, leave!” As I got up, I heard him say, “I’m sorry, Nina.” I turned around in surprise. I had thought that “sorry” was not in his vocabulary. He was always an egotistical and indifferent man. I had never seen him humble himself before anyone. As I stood there in a daze, Charles hugged me. I yelped in reflex, and my heart squeezed so tightly that it was difficult to breathe. We were pressed tightly together, and I could feel his heartbeat and his warm breath. Once I realized what was happening, I placed my h

Pretending to be loving was not going to work on me. I would not fall for it again. I looked down at Lilu and said coldly, “Either you pay, or I’ll call the police. Pick one.” “I’ll pay.” Lilu looked around for the friends who came with her, but she found that they were gone. Lilu pitifully pleaded, “Could you give me some time?” “Sure.” Lilu’s actions confused me. Why was she not asking Charles for help? 1 million was nothing to him. But I did not ask. After all, it had nothing to do with me. … Charles’s friends might say that I was his wife, but they never respected me. They used to address every single one of his girlfriends as his “wife.” But Peter was the worst. He never even spoke to me directly and looked down on me constantly. Yet, at present, he ran over to me like an innocent puppy. “Nina!” I did not even spare him a glance. “Get lost.” Funnily enough, Peter said, “Alright.” Peter actually walked out of the store and vanished from my sight.