Chapter 2

SARAH'S POV:

The response was devastating - Overwhelmed with anger and sadness,  I couldn't control my emotions and began to cry, and the doctor came to comfort me.

It's been hard for me to accept the fact that my baby could have been saved. He was my hope and everything- my reason for living. And now I am left to wonder. 

I keep thinking about how my daughter, Mabel, will react after having hoped for a brother. The thought of having to tell her that her brother is no more brings tears to my eyes. There are so many questions going through my mind, and it's hard to find answers to any of them. All I know is that I miss my baby, and I wish I could have done something to save him.

"I am leaving the hospital and heading home now,".  I told the doctor who was standing facing me. As I tried to pull out the IV drip and blood transfusion connected to my body, the doctor stopped me, "You cannot remove those on your own," he warned. "If you want to be discharged, I will have to do it for you."

He then asked me to wait for a moment. He got off and came back with a concerned look on his face. "You cannot leave like this. We need to monitor your condition for a while longer," he said. 

But I was determined to leave and insisted on being discharged. But then, Brenda came in. She had a look of concern on her face, and I knew she was aware of the situation I was in. My condition needed to be monitored and she knew that going back home could be dangerous for me. She was worried about my well-being and didn't want me to risk my life by returning to a place where I could be harmed.

Despite her warnings, I had to go home. I had a daughter who needed me, and I couldn't stay away any longer. Brenda was visibly upset, but she understood my reasons for leaving. She knew that I had to take care of my family and couldn't stay away indefinitely. 

 

Then she decided to speak to the doctor in charge regarding my health status and to inquire about the possibility of getting me discharged. She had some questions and concerns about my continued stay at the hospital and wanted to discuss them with the doctor. So, she scheduled a meeting with the doctor and had a detailed conversation with him regarding my medical condition, treatment plan, and the feasibility of continuing my treatment from home. 

The doctor sighed and then assessed my condition, reluctantly agreed for me to be discharged, and provided her with the necessary instructions and precautions to follow. Based on their discussion, she decided to get me discharged from the hospital and made all the necessary arrangements for the same.

“But please take care of yourself and come back if you feel any discomfort." The doctor said as he was pointing at me, I nodded.

As soon as the doctor removed the IV and the drip from my arm, I slowly got up from the hospital bed and started walking towards the door, eager to leave the hospital.  However, Brenda, who was waiting for me, spoke up. "I will drive you home," she said kindly, offering her assistance. I paused for a moment, feeling grateful for her kind gesture, and turned to look at her. I hesitated for a moment, not wanting to be a burden but then her words echoed in my mind. I knew that I was taking a risk but I had to do what was best for my daughter.

After I agreed for Brenda to drive me back home and as she drove me back home, the car was filled with an uncomfortable silence. Neither of us spoke a word. 

After what seemed like hours, we finally arrived at my house. And I got out of the car, “Take care of yourself, and make sure you remember to take your medication exactly as prescribed by the doctor”. "Brenda turned to me and said, Her voice was filled with concern, and I knew she was genuinely worried about my well-being.

 "Won't you come in and have some juice?" I said to her, hoping to make her feel welcome. However, before I could finish my sentence, she had driven off.  I couldn't help but wonder if her sudden departure was due to lingering anger over my decision to leave the hospital early and for not accepting the doctor's advice to stay in any longer. She didn't bid me farewell before driving away.

But that's not what worries me most now. All I can think of is going inside and seeing my daughter, who is eagerly waiting for me. The thought of her smiling face brings warmth to my heart, and I can't wait to hold her in my arms again.

As I entered the house, I proceeded to check on my daughter. However, upon reaching her room, I noticed that she was sound asleep. Not wanting to disturb her. So I decided to check towards Mark's room instead. 

As I approached his room, I could hear faint noises coming from inside. As I slowly opened the door, my eyes fell upon a sight that I couldn't bear. I saw Mark and Jennie, his assistant, in an intimate embrace on our bed, which was something I never expected to see in my own home. The sight of them making out filled me with an intense mixture of anger, frustration, and disappointment.

Jennie was the first person to notice my presence. As soon as she saw me, 

She started moaning loudly by calling his name and breathing heavily as she welcomed another thrust from my husband. Her legs were around Mark's waist and she couldn't help but allow her nails to dig deep into his back possessively.

“Mark”, a heartbreaking cry of pain comes out of my mouth. My legs give way.

“Enjoying the show, woman!” Jennie teases me.

Mark stops his movements and turns his head to look at me. "Get out of here!" Mark growled, his voice filled with anger and irritation.

“How could you do this to me? Of all places, it had to be in our matrimony home. How long have you been doing this?” I asked him with a dripping of tears dropping down

I'm not even surprised about Jennie, she has wanted to be his wife for a long time now, so she's been obsessed with you forever.

Mark disentangles his body from Jennie and turns around to look at me with a hateful face. “I'm just giving you a taste of your own medicine, wife. I felt the venom in his voice when he said the word wife.

“What are you talking about? Mark was everything to me. He is the only person who I have loved… Jennie, who until now was still lying on the bed, not caring about being completely naked and exposed, opened a drawer and took out an envelope. She stands up and walks over to Mark, offering him the mysterious envelope.

“There you go, babe. It's time for you to get rid of this bitch!” Mark grabs the envelope and Jennie kisses his cheek while caressing his chest…This dawn bitch is showing me Mark is hers.

“Stop acting stupid bitch, Mark now knows what is best for him”. 

Fury invades my body. Jennie has hated me. And she has taken advantage of every opportunity to let me know how pathetic I am and how little I deserve to be Mark's wife.

“Shut up! What lies did you tell Mark about me?” Mark walks up to me quickly and slaps me, throwing me to the ground.

“Stop blaming Jennie, she is innocent here! She opened my eyes and showed me how pathetic you are. 

Admit that you are of no use to me and your family planned to use me to make money and power. No one would respect you without me.”

Mark opens the envelope and tosses me, my eyes widen in horror upon seeing the envelope. I grab the one closest to me and observe it.

I could see that it was a divorce paper. A wave of sorrow and despair washed over me, and I began to cry uncontrollably.

 I couldn't believe that Mark hadn't bothered to check on me or inquire about my well-being. Through my tears, I yelled at him, expressing my disappointment and pain.

I get up and point my finger at Jennie. “I know you are behind this.” Mark gives me another slap, but I am so angry I barely feel it.

“Stop treating me like an idiot. You can't fool me anymore! You could never have been a good wife to me! I need a strong woman next to me, a woman like Jennie. You were never good enough for me.”

If I thought that finding my husband with Jennie, his assistant was painful, these words showed me otherwise.

However, as I became increasingly impatient, I rushed towards Jennie and started dragging her out, but before I knew it, Mark pushed me away and I stumbled.

"Sign it and disappear from my life," Mark said coldly, pointing at the papers on the floor.