Chapter 1

“Rosy, we need to talk when I get back tonight, don't go to bed early,” this was the message Rosy Brown received from her husband, Kendrick Madavaski.

“Okay,” she replied without thinking much.

Rosy Brown has been married to Kendrick Madavaski, the CEO of Ruserick Enterprises, one of the biggest Enterprises in Oxagon City, for three years, and not once has he respected her as his wife. At first, they were cool but suddenly he became distant and cold towards her.

They got married because of Kendrick’s mother who liked Rosy when she came doing her internship program at their firm, Ruserick Enterprises.

She saved Ken’s mom when she overheard some board members planning to bring her down because of a decision she was about to make.

The woman liked her from that day and made sure her son Kendrick got married to her. Kendrick liked her at first but after a few months into the marriage, he turned cold toward her and barely spoke to her, neither did he give her his attention.

Rosy has always loved Ken and has always been a faithful wife as she has always played her role as his wife.

Although they have a lot of servants in the house, Rosy still does Ken’s laundry and prepares his meals, for her, that's her job as his wife.

She picked up the Bloomberg Businessweek Magazine to read while she waited for her husband who wanted to discuss something with her.

“Oh, you are here,” Ken brought her back as he entered the study.

“Yes, and I have been waiting for you,” Rosy replied with a little bit of anger in her voice as she waited for two hours.

“I am sorry for keeping you up till this time,” Rosy blinked twice as she opened her eyes widely in shock.

“Did you just apologize,” she asked bemused.

“Well, I just did,” Ken replied calmly, defending himself.

“Wow, so strange. So what do you want?” she asked, turning her whole body towards his direction with a mixed feeling.

He walked inside the study while he sat on a chair, “I am expecting a child with Cassandra,” He said with a cold and plain facial expression.

“And? You want us to divorce?” Rosy blurted out sharply.

“No Rosy, I don't want that but she will move in with us since she is carrying my child,” he explained to her.

“What will I be doing then? We have been married for three years Ken and not once have you given me my respect as your wife and now this?” her voice went low as one could tell she might cry any moment.

“So?” he asked coldly.

“Kendrick, so? Did you just say that? Is better you divorce me and do whatever you want than keep me here as your wife while another is carrying your child,” she let out a scream so loud that shows how heartbroken she was.

“I don't want a divorce. I have made up my mind Rosy, deal with it,” He picked some files from the desk close to Rosy and walked out.

It all makes sense now and she has been a fool along. He changed because he was having an affair with Cassandra Lucas, his ex-girlfriend.

She ran after him, stopping him, “Kendrick, I want a divorce!!,” she shouted at the top of her voice, attracting the servants around.

" Never!!" He yelled, as he stared at her coldly before heading to the living room.

“Why are you doing this to me, Ken, what did I ever do wrong?” she asked, stopping him from moving further.

“You have never done anything wrong Rosy and that's one of the reasons I do not want to divorce you,” he smirked.

“One of the reasons? Are they that much?” Curiosity got hold of her making her forget the issue on the ground.

“Yes,” Ken looked at her with bloodshot eyes.

“If I have never done anything wrong, why then are you treating me like this?”

She fell to the ground as her legs got weaker with her heart.

She never expected something like this from Ken, no matter how much he hated her, he shouldn't make her go through this kind of embarrassment.

“Cassandra will be moving in by the weekend, tell the servants to prepare a room for her,” he added avoiding her question.

“Ken, please stop all this, it doesn't make any sense. How will the servants look at me, my friends, the public, and the press? How will they react when they find out?” She stood up with her last strength.

“Indeed, you do not know me so well Rosy,” he brushed his hair, “I don't care,” he gave a loud laugh.

“Ken, I won't be able to bear the pain, I won't be able to listen to the murmurs and act as if I don't care, please let's just get a divorce and go our separate ways,” she went on her knees pleading.

“Like I said earlier, Rosy Brown, I do not want a divorce, do you have a hearing impairment?” He gave an unnoticed smirk.

“Then will you marry her? Huh? All she is just here to make babies?” she asked quickly.

“What I do with her, is none of your business and, don't you ever address her with those words,” this time his eyes shone with anger visibly written on them.

“I am sorry if I said something wrong but please Ken, consider my feelings,” hot tears started pouring from her eyes, it seemed her eyes and mental strength failed her.

“I have made my decisions, Rosy, all you have to do is mind your business while she does the same and then we are good.”

“What if she isn't Ken? What will you do?”

“Trust me, Rosy, she will, she has to and she will.”

“Ken, let's just get a divorce, that solves everything.”

“Pick yourself up and accept everything Rosy, and stop thinking too much.”

“I know you have your reasons why you don't want us to divorce but I will only stop asking for a divorce if and only you accept my conditions,” she wiped the tears off her face as she stood up looking at him in the eyes.

“What's the condition? Say it, I want to hear it.”

He knew Rosy wasn't really good when it came to business and seeing her talking about conditions as though they were talking business made him want to crack up laughing hard but he kept his cool.

“I will only stop asking for a divorce if you go get her an apartment and not let her live here.”

“You still don't get it do you?” he chuckled, “This house is big enough for her to come stay and besides I won't allow the mother of my unborn child to live out,” he eyed her walking away.

“Then I will leave the house for you both, Kendrick, I will leave,” she screamed in distress.

“That's never going to happen, Rosy Brown. We are still legally married.”

“Then expect a divorce paper from me.”

“Is never going to be signed, don't waste your time,” he giggled as he continued walking.

“I hate you Kendrick Madavaski and I regret ever meeting you,” she screamed angrily at the top of her voice not minding if the servants would hear her.

“Suit yourself Mrs Rosy Madavaski,” he slammed the entrance door behind him.