Obsessing Over My Ex-wife

Jolene's POV"You don't have to keep pretending we're in love," Brian murmured, his smile never slipping as the camera flashes came from every corner of the room."I'm only doing my job as your wife," I replied just as softly, smoothing the front of his tie as I forced a practiced smile for the paparazzi as well."Just stop it, please." he said, his lips curving wider for the photographers.“Okay.” I mouthed, the words barely leaving my mouth."Mr. and Mrs. Whitmore! Over here!""One more picture!""Aww... They look so in love." Someone said.I almost laughed.If only they knew.The man smiling so tenderly at me hadn't shared a room with me in three years.The only time he touches me is when there is an audience. And of course, this was the Whitmore's Group anniversary charity Gala; this was one of those perfect moments for our love act. Yet he still seemed to stiffen whenever my hands curl around him. I soon noticed the reason for his distant behaviour when a familiar face in a red

Brian's POV“Open the door.”I banged angrily.There was absolute silence at the other end of the door.I banged again, knowing fully well that she was in there and she could hear me.“Jolene !”When the door finally fell open, my eyes went over her for a moment.Her eyes were red, her face pale as though she had just cried before coming out here.I threw that to the back of my mind, definitely not why I came here.“What’s gotten into you?” I said, the words bursting out of me in fury.“Seems you’ve forgotten all of your responsibilities, huh… do I need to remind you what your duties are in this house?”She just stared at me…No words of defense, no apology.My voice dropped into something colder, “Answer me when I talk to you!” I said through gritted teeth.Then calmly, she said. “I’m sorry for all the trouble I caused you and your family this morning.” And when she said it, she wasn’t looking down and dropping tears like she used to.“Soon enough, you won’t have to worry about me.”