Love That Came Too Late

My pyjamas were torn to shreds and thrown into the air.The process, for me, was excruciating.Henry intentionally tormented me throughout the entire night.I opened my eyes once more, and the bedroom window was wide open, revealing a large rose garden bathed in the evening sun outside.I was a mess, but I managed to get out of bed and wrap myself in the tattered clothes before heading to the bathroom.I hadn't expected Henry to be home at this hour. So, when I went downstairs and saw Henry sitting on the living room sofa, I was genuinely surprised.Henry sat there flipping through a newspaper, not bothering to look at me. He asked knowingly, "Awake?"I had been feeling sore and unsteady on my feet, but seeing him, I mustered up some energy."Are you here to wait for me to sign the divorce agreement?"Hearing my words, Henry chuckled mockingly, his gaze contemptuous."Trying the same tactics again? First, you provoke me, and then you attempt to make me succumb to you? Tired of it. Find

For an entire week, Henry showed up at home after work promptly every day. If I didn't know him so well, I might have thought he had genuinely changed his heart, wanting to lead a normal married life with me. Our seemingly harmonious marriage was just a smokescreen. The Luther and Lincoln families needed this façade to feel at ease, and without their approval, Henry couldn't let Cynthia stay in the city.Another day arrived, and as a married couple, Henry and I attended the wedding of the mayor's daughter in the city's most luxurious hotel, held on the rooftop. As the evening approached, the city lights lit up the night sky, creating a dazzling display of romance reminiscent of the stars. I particularly enjoyed the starry view on the top floor.It was on this floor, in the restaurant, that Henry and I first met. The sky was just beginning to darken, and the stars hadn't appeared yet. The city's neon lights formed a mesmerizing mosaic. I halted at the observation deck in the cor

Henry's words were utterly baffling to me. I couldn't make any sense of them.He sneered, "You've started pretending to be innocent again!"Then, he suddenly slammed his fist down on the desk, which startled me. He approached me, holding up his phone, and demanded, "Do you dare to claim you didn't set up this trap deliberately?"I focused on the phone screen, revealing a video taken some time ago inside the presidential suite. The video showed Henry holding Cynthia possessively, while she appeared vulnerable and distressed in his arms, whimpering softly.I was shocked and vehemently denied, "It wasn't me! I absolutely had nothing to do with this!"However, Henry remained skeptical. He tossed the phone aside and forcefully pushed me, causing me to stumble and collide with the solid wooden desk, resulting in intense pain.Henry leaned over me, opened his belt with a snap, and said with a chilling tone, "Since you claim to love me so much, I'll satisfy you thoroughly once.""Yvonne, th

Henry stared at me with the eyes of an arch-enemy. I wanted to retrieve my hand from his grasp, but he refused to let go."Let go..." I struggled.Suddenly, he released his grip, and I staggered backward.Cynthia rushed over anxiously, trying to support me. I pushed her away. I was weak, and my strength was fading, but even with what little strength I had left, I managed to make Cynthia stumble and fall.She cried out in pain and tears welled up in her eyes. She whimpered and called out to Henry, "It hurts, Henry, it hurts.""Yvonne!" Henry roared, his anger threatening to consume him.He shoved me forcefully, and I was sent flying. In the chaos, he anxiously picked up Cynthia, trying to soothe her. She seemed utterly terrified, trembling in his arms."Henry, I'll give you two choices," I said as I struggled to sit up, bracing myself with a hand against the wall. "Option one, sign the divorce papers with me immediately. Option two, I'll contact the Luther family to completely seve

Henry left.I gripped the blanket tightly, my mind flooded with relentless online criticism and my father's apology...I was in the VIP ward of the hospital.Crying was out of the question.Tears might just get me trending on Twitter again.The attending physician, a woman in her forties specializing in obstetrics and gynecology, came to check on me personally.Henry might wield influence outside, but he couldn't fool a seasoned medical professional like her.She went through the routine, examining various health indicators, and then she said as she recorded her findings:"Mrs. Luther, I may not know the details of your marital issues, but as a doctor, I must warn you that engaging in intimacy like last night could put your pregnancy at risk...""What?" I was instantly shocked."Doctor, what are you saying?" I stared at her in disbelief.She looked at me and asked, "You weren't aware of your pregnancy?"I had no clue.I had absolutely no idea."What?" The doctor seemed surprised. "You'