Divorce?

Chapter Two

Ria's POV.

*The Next Day*

I jumped to my feet immediately after I heard the beeping sound which came from the door! I have been waiting for him since last night after the incident that happened at the hotel and he was yet to come back home. 

My eyes were already puffy due to the tears last night. He went as far as embarrassing me at the front of the whole crowd standing there.

He walked in looking a little bit rough. His tie was crooked, and his buttons from his shirt were not properly done. Even after what happened last night, he spent the entire night with her. 

"Good morning." I called his attention towards me while he tried pulling off his shoes. He looked up and then sucked his teeth; there was only one expression on his face, and that was him looking at me like I was a piece of shit.

He walked out of me, ignoring me like I wasn't talking to him. I went after him as he walked into the room.

"We have to get divorced." I mentioned to him immediately we were both inside the room. His laughter filled up the room after he heard what I told him

"This isn't funny!" I lashed out at him. 

"You should be grateful that I married someone like you." He spat out, tightening his face with a puckered appearance.

"So you have been lying to me all these years? You never loved me?" I questioned him. We have been married for the past two years now 

"I lost interest in you. You suddenly became that woman I didn't want to be with anymore. I lost interest in your body also." Those words he dropped were just like bombs. I've seen a lot of people talking about heartbreak. 

I blinked my eyes trying to act so strong not wanting to tears to drop down my eyes.I never knew that it could be too much for me to handle.

"Then what's stopping you from getting a divorce? I'm no use to you anymore." I shouted at him.

"I still need your help with something; you are still a little bit useful for me. Do I also need to remind you of the kind of deal that we had made before we got married? You are stuck with me forever." He rolled his eyes.

"I can pay for the damages done towards the contract. I just want to leave." I ruffled my hair in frustration. Tears welled up in my eyes. 

Those scenes that happened at the hotel wouldn't want to leave my head. 

He walked towards me till there was barely any space between the both of us. "What did, do you say you want to do?" He questioned me again.

I held up my chin so high, trying to prove how strong I was even though I was in deep pain. I wouldn't want to act so weak at his front.

"How much can you afford? Can you afford to pay me ten million dollars with your money?" He laid emphasis on the word 'your."

My lips trembled in fear after he told me the price for the damages.

"Yes! I would pay it!" I said so confidently, tears pricking at the corner of my eyes as I blinked it away.

He walked away, rubbing his head in frustration, and then walked back to me. The next thing I felt was his hands grasping my neck with full force. 

My hands let go of the paper while I held onto his wrists, my eyes pleading for his mercy.

"Are you begging me right now? I saved your father when he almost died. This is the little thing that you could do to repay me." He started lamenting.

"What are you doing, brother?" I heard that croaky voice interrupting the both of us.

Miguel let go of my neck immediately, making me fall to the ground as I tried to catch my breath.

"You motherfucker!" I cussed out so loud, the tears I have been preventing from falling fell off my eyes, with my hands still on my neck.

I slowly stood up, wanting to rush out of the room. My eyes met with Luca, who was Miguel's adopted brother, and my enemy. What the hell was he doing here?

We stared at each other for a few seconds before I ran out of the room in fear. It had been up to five years since I last saw him. He looked way better than before.

I ran to my car in tears, not even knowing where to go. I had a friend to call, and my family hated me the most.

The only choice I had now was to meet my stepmother. She might chase me out of my father's house just like she did last time, but it was worth taking the risks.

I drove my car off to my late father's house. I rang the doorbell since the passcode for the house was changed immediately after my father's death. 

My stepmother hated me to the core, which was really heartbreaking for me. I waited for the door to be opened, and there revealed my nanny.

The look on her face was priceless, and she was very excited to see me again. 

"You are here. I miss you so much." She pulled me into a huge embrace as she patted my back. I missed her touch.

She was just like a mother to me since my mother abandoned me when I was little. I'm so happy that my stepmother, Maddie, got to keep her in my absence.

After the long, warm embrace, she allowed me to enter the house fully.

"You should have your seat; let me get you a glass of water." She could easily tell that I was okay with the expression on her face.

I heard her loud, fast footsteps after a few minutes with a glass cup filled with water in her hand. I collected it from her and gulped it all down. She added more water from the jug into the cup.

"What are you doing here? Did you have a fight with your husband?" She questioned me, making me sigh deeply. 

"Who do we have a visitor? I told you not to let anyone in for now." I heard Maddie's voice as she came down the stairs. I stood up in fear immediately our eyes met.

"What is that bitch doing here?" I heard Priscilla's voice as she also walked down the circular stairs, walking faster than her mother.

"Do you actually think that we would let you into this house?" Priscilla took the glass cup filled with water from my hands, pouring it on me unexpectedly.

My hands were held up high in the air as I tried to catch my breath.

"That is for embarrassing me at the hotel yesterday." She stated she dropped the glass cup on the floor, making it hit my leg.

"Ahhh!" I winced in pain after the glass broke on the floor, raising up my leg slowly as I massaged it.

"I wanted you to see the scene, not like you caught us accidentally. You didn't have to make the whole world know about it." Priscilla stated shrugging her arms while my hands were still massaging my legs 

"You slept with my husband! Don't you have shame? You are my sister!? You brought whatever happened upon yourself yesterday." I dropped down my leg, as I took up all the courage I had left in me to reply her.

"She is your sister? Have you ever for once considered yourself as a family? Your mother must have slept with another man just to have a dirt bag like you." Maddie shouted, her face was wrinkled as her body was leaned against the railings.

"Please, can you have some respect for my mother?" I requested.

I might hate my mother to the core, but I wouldn't watch some set of people say bad things about her that way.

"The one who doesn't give a fuck about you?" Maddie chuckled alongside her daughter.

My phone buzzed in my pocket; I removed it immediately, wanting to know who messaged me. It turned out to be Miguel.

What prompted him to change his mind suddenly?

"Let's get divorced! There is no need for you to pay me money for damages." That was the shocking text message he sent to me.