I don’t want him back: Divorcing the Billionaire

“You’re Home” 

I said to my husband who barely glanced at me as he took off his suit, he just headed for the stairs and of course I followed.

Like the fool I was.

“How was it Jason, was work stressful today?” I tried again but still no response. I shouldn’t be surprised, this wasn’t the first time, or even the second, or the third time he’d done this. We used to be a happy couple back when our parents had practically arranged our marriage.

Our marriage had started off slow and boring but soon we had come to love each other, we couldn’t spend a day without calling, talking or touching each other. Jason suddenly became the love of my life, I had given myself to him. But things started to go sour when no child was coming, he didn’t say anything at first but he grew distant but soon enough he let me know; with large outbursts and yelling, even going as far to beat the crap out of me once for yelling back.

I still loved him, maybe I would forever which was while I tried to make amends. I had made dinner in the diner room, wanting a fresh start and to apologize when logically I didn’t need to.

I watched as he took off his shirt and licked my lips, he was still perfect; perfect tan body, rock hard abs and tall. Jason slipped into a simple loose shirt and pants then turned to plop on the bed.

“I made dinner……for you” I blurted out and he stared at me, I could see the anger in his eyes, as if he was ready to shun me then he nodded.

“Thank you” he said and stood, “Lead the way” came his deep voice. I smiled and happily got up and lead the way downstairs—maybe tonight could be the night where we smooth things over, maybe tonight we could go back to what we used to be.

We sat down and he sat across staring at me and I blushed. Why was he staring at me like that? Was he still angry or maybe he was starting to let all the fighting go, maybe he was still in love with me. No one stared at someone like that without having feelings, I looked down avoiding his green gaze but smiled underneath—tonight is that night.

We dug into the food and I watched as he ate, still nervous. He mostly did the eating while I just took small bites, still eager to see where this leads.

“This is good” he said, eyes roaming over my face and I smiled trying so hard not to blush.

What was wrong with me? He is my husband.

“You like it?” I asked and he nodded, I grinned wanting to push further.

“How was work today?” I asked and he stopped, for a moment I thought I had fumbled everything. My heart pounded harder then he smiled, though it looked forced but it was better than his rage the last few weeks.

“Good, more investors today. Stocks are rising and the market is blooming, couldn’t be anymore better” he stopped and stared at me.

“What about you? You good?” He asked and my heart did a frog jump, did he just ask how I was? The corner of my lips lifted in a small smile.

“Yes I am” I answered and he dug into his food again without reply. I followed suit, still brimming with excitement, maybe this night wasn’t going to be bad after all—maybe I could get him to realize that he used to love me….and maybe we could make love. I smiled at the thought. It's been a long time since we did it for affection not breeding like rabbits.

Jason stood and pushed his chair back, I didn’t realize that he had finished his food, he nodded to me suddenly looking cold.

“Thanks for the meal, I’ll head upstairs now” he said and pivoted on his heels. I stood abruptly and blocked his path.

“Jason I…..I…..have ummm….ermmm….something to say to you” I said and his eyes lit up.

“You’re…….”

“I love you” I blurted out. That’s when I knew everything was gonna fall apart. I watched as his blue eyes darkened, filling with rage. He stepped closer and I backed away, I have never seen him look so angry, like he wanted so bad to kill me.

“You love me?” He said dangerously then he laughed, a short one then without warning he backhanded me. I stood there in shock, not expecting.

“Jason what did I…..”

“SHUT YOUR GODDAMN MOUTH!!!!!” He yelled so loud that I flinched. “You must be stupid, to even think you did all this to tell me you are pregnant. I don’t care if you love me, give me a child, for fuck’s sake one child is all I ask, you whore” he yanked my hair and started to drag me up the stairs.

“Jason stop what are you doing, Jason no” he kicked me right in the face and I closed my mouth, tears streamed down my cheeks as he dragged me up the stairs he stopped at the bedroom door and kicked it open. I watched in horror as his fist came for my face hard, not even one ounce of holding back.

I suddenly felt dizzy, and the room spun around me. Jason picked me up and toss me right at the far side of the tiled floor. I lay there weakly as he tore my clothes off my body and he started to take off his belt, he raised it high then his phone rang.

He stopped and pointed a finger at me then picked up the phone. 

“Hello babe” I heard someone say across the phone and my heart stopped.

Babe? And why did that voice sound so familiar

Jason grinned and sat on the bed, “Yes baby, anything I can do for you” 

“You said you were gonna marry me soon, can’t stop thinking about it, you said you were gonna leave her” came the voice.

“Yes, I do” Jason said, chuckling. “I have the divorce papers ready”