DIVORCE PAPERS SET

“Oh my word!!!Jackson, what are you doing to my pregnant wife?” My husband said, extremely shocked and totally devastated. 

“Rose, why, Rose, why? How could you do this to me?”My husband felt betrayed as he lifted Jackson from on top of my body and gave him heavy blows all over his face and kicked his body so hard, expressing his uncontrollable anger and rage. 

Jackson didn’t fight back too, but he tried to fight his way out of his armour as he got the beating of his life. 

“Guards, guards, seize Jackson,” Kellerman screamed so loudly. I have never seen him feel so much rage before.

I tried to intervene on Jackson’s behalf when he was heavily beaten by my husband’s security guards, and I threatened to call the police if he doesn’t let Jackson cook, my innocent poor lover.

“Unlike other states, it is not a criminal offence to sleep with another man’s wife here in England,” I said, advocating for my poor Jackson. 

My husband was shocked, and after the heavy beatings he gave to Jackson, he threw him outside his gates with only a pant on him and with nothing else on him, no little cent to drive him on for days as he got so embarrassingly sacked and reduced to almost nothing right there.

But things will only grow worse as my husband turns the heat right on me. He dragged me by the hand to our room as he is set to deal with me also behind closed doors as he had done to my lover.

“What are you going to do with me?Kellerman, what are you going to do with me?” I shouted as things were getting a bit rough with me. “Are you out of your mind, woman?” Kellerman asked me rhetorically, as he was in a completely devastated tone. 

“What were you thinking about cheating on me with a commoner, a cheap rag, my own employee, and what is he going to offer you to your fullest satisfaction?” Kellerman asked bitterly.

A part of me felt ashamed, and another part of me cared less as I felt no remorse for what I did, as the only pity I felt right at the spot wasn’t self-pity anymore but a pitiful heart for involving my faithful employee in my disguised and simultaneous revenge plan. 

First, I removed his credit cards from his bag so that he is going to return and find me cheating on him. It was just one of my unpredictable antics that I have been planning for a while now.

“I’m not going to sleep with Kellerman, my husband forever, right?” I always asked myself if I had eventually seen him cheating on me with another man this whole time. This was my sweet revenge this whole time, and I’m done with this fucking marriage. I want it over with right away.

I told Kellerman exactly how I was feeling right now as he looked so shocked as if I had just put a bullet right through his chest. 

He was so speechless the whole time, staring at me from across the room as he sat down on the ground holding his head and rubbing it like a man deranged as his back was leaning against the door.

“How could you, how could you?” He kept on asking irrationally and repeatedly too. Kellerman felt so confused and was looking like a man kept close to a burning furnace. 

“You think you are a saint here?You think I'm the only guilty party here?” I asked my unfaithful husband. 

Kellerman stood up, walking straight to me and looking at me with so much rage in the eye as he was a bit curious, waiting for what I had to say while I prepared to drop the bombshell straight on him.

“What do you have to offer you infidel woman? So you have been cheating on me this whole time with my employee, a rag, just a commoner?” He asked me furiously as he lifted his hand to slap me. 

“Don’t you dare; don’t you ever try to do that again,” as I grabbed his hand, about to spill the truth that would drop like a missile in his ugly ears.

“Don’t you dare do that ever again, and stop pretending to be a saint here. I deliberated; you think I do not know about your trip to Manchester?” I asked with so much anger in me.

“What truth, you slut?”He called me as I slapped him and gave him nothing but the truth. “I saw you kissing your business partner in Manchester; you never told me you were bisexual, right?” I asked him why he looked so deeply lost. “He probably tastes so much better than I do, right?; I continued. 

“So you have been spying on me and my goddamn business this whole time, right?” Kellerman spoke so helplessly with no point left to defend his stupid self as I spilt the beans to his ugly face.

“I have the videotape you recorded sleeping with your business partner, and it’s with my lawyer as we speak,” I spoke confidently, gaining more ground on the matter. 

“I want a divorce, and my lawyer will be here any minute so you can sign it, and if you ever lay your hands on me, I promise you I will ruin your reputation and show the whole world what you’ve been hiding inside your cupboard this whole time, and I’m definitely getting full custody of my baby, your heir.” I spoke with confidence and so much relentlessness.