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"Ever since I gained maturity I have loved you. I kept myself pure so you would be the one taking me. I dressed myself as per your liking so you would look at me. I even turned down offers of marriage from compatible men because I was enchanted by you. After all the sacrifices I made for you, this is what you give me?" She grasped his collars, shaking him. Her streaming eyes made his face seem blurry.
"For two years I endured your ill-treatment and invested my time to make you happy. I would make food each day even though you left it to turn cold. I didn't complain when you came home late and retired to bed without even taking a glance at me even if I was wide awake and talking to you."
"You forgot my birthdays, let alone wish me. You ignored my parents on family dinners. But I was still happy because you were with me all this while. I took your cold treatment with a smile. Despite all this, all that I wished for was to see you smile. You want to know why?"
Hunter's eyes remained averted. His face, a mask of cement.
"Because I cared for you, Hunter. Even when you did not return my efforts I cared for you unconditionally." Claire shuddered.
"My family is reprimanding me for choosing you over all the other men I could have. Your parents didn't utter a single word since you left. They're too ashamed to speak for themselves." Claire said in a voice edged with exasperation.
"The world is laughing at me, Hunter. Everyone is pitying me because of you."
She was instantly tired. She couldn't keep her head up. The throbbing in her head was too much to handle.
She rested it on his shoulder and sobbed, "What have I done to get this? What was my mistake that you punished me like this?"
"Claire," He touched her back.
Before he stroked her, she pushed him away. Claire glared into his eyes. She wanted to see his face when he gave his reasons.
"Yes, Hunter, I am listening. I know you have a strong reason to leave me at the mercy of the world today."
"I have told you to not keep hopes, Claire." He ground the words out between his teeth.
She recalled their conversation from two months ago when she asked him to give a chance to their marriage. One last chance.
He had said, “Fine, if that's what you want. I'll give us a try. But you must not keep hopes, Claire.”
And she had replied with a sad but hopeful grin, “Don't worry, I have faith that it'll work out.”
It came like an arrow and hit her chest. Claire stared at him. Was he the same man who told her that he was glad she didn't lose hope in them?
"It was not supposed to happen like this had it not... Fuck, I can't pretend it anymore." Hunter growled.
Suddenly his eyes darkened as he looked at her, "I was never into continuing this marriage with you, Claire. I could never accept you as my wife. Zara has always been there between us. She was always here."
He pointed at his chest where his heart stayed buried.
"I could never let her go. She has always been with me in my thoughts, in my mind and always in my heart. Even if she was married and taken and gone I couldn't help but miss her. She was too bad of a habit to surrender."
"In these two years of marriage I never had a chance to think about us because I couldn't give up on Zara. We both loved each other too much to belong to someone else.I had faith that she would return one day. I knew she would come back to me." He said with such smoothness that tore Claire piece by piece.
Hunter gazed at her nonchalantly, "It may hurt you to know but I have been putting up an act with you. An act of loving you."
Tears strolled out of her eyes. Claire silently stared in his gaze as he remorselessly spoke.
"An act of loving me?" She whispered while a sea of relentless pain engulfed her.
He sighed, "I knew my parents wouldn't let me be at peace once we divorced. After leaving you I would have been forced to find another wife to live with which I was not ready for. So to save myself from going through that wife-hunting shit again I played along."
"Not that it was a bad deal. You were an understanding wife. You put up with me after all my harshness. I was afraid the other woman may not keep up with me. She may not endure my behavior silently. And if Zara was to come back to me, I doubted if the other woman would let me be with her. But you would." Claire choked on her sobs while Hunter guiltlessly spoke.
"That being said, I decided to stick with you and thus all that facade of love."
Her heart dropped to her feet. Claire wished she would have died before she heard this.
"I didn't mean for you to know it like this but..." Hunter walked towards her.
Stopping two steps away from her, he said ever so heartlessly, "It was not meant to end like this between us."
"However, without causing you more pain I will step out of your life. I will submit the divorce papers and request a quick procession." Those words jerked her out of her miseries.
Anger penetrated into her, causing her to pull her hands out of his hold. Claire took a step back as she connected her hand with his face. She slapped him thrice before pushing him back with full force.
"You want to leave me for a woman you hardly met?"
"She's not just any woman. She's Zara and I love her."
"Zara or not, you want to ruin our marriage for another woman."
"There's no point in staying together. There's no love between us. I hardly want you." He said coldly.
Claire's eyes burned with tears, "We've been together for two years, Hunter. What about us? What about me?"
"I have been clear with my intention towards you, Claire. I don't love you. I can't when I have another woman ruling my heart and soul. But don't worry I will compensate you with a huge amount of money. You can keep this villa too.” Hunter stated it as if it was the best deal he could offer to his client.
“You can also keep seventy percent of my equity shares and become the major shareholder in my company. If there's anything else you want before we part, don't hesitate to state it. I will fulfill all your demands."
A sarcastic laugh left her mouth. Claire watched him with teary eyes. There was not even a small hint of regret in Hunter's features.
But then, she suddenly remembered Zara. She was married, wasn't she?
Was her husband not possessive of her? After all, she was a beautiful woman. Didn't he want her?
"What about her husband? Was she not married?" "
That's when his eyes came up and he spoke sadly, "Zara's a widow now. Her husband had a heart attack. Today was his funeral and she was returning back home after burying him that we happened to meet again."
"So you want to leave me and marry her to make her a married woman again?"
"Her In-laws are very controlling, Claire. She lost her parents in an accident. Zara is an orphan now which means she's stuck with them. They will kill her if she's not rescued."
"Oh, so you want to rescue her!" Claire exclaimed.
Hunter's eyes hardened persistently. At that moment, he looked like a man who would go any limit to achieve what he desired.
"I want to claim what should have been mine long ago." He announced.
Tbc...
346Claire's POV Air was knocked out of my lungs as Hunter squeezed me in his arms. He was shaking, his arms were spasming around me. Small but disturbing sobs erupted from his lips over my shoulder. I held him tight and tried to rub my palm over his back in an attempt to calm him down. "Calm down, Hunter. You are behaving like a baby." I tried to chuckle and it sounded anything but. "You've seen worse than that, haven't you?" He squeezed me tighter as if I was the only one he could rely on. His weight made my knees shake. He was completely clinging to me and I struggled not to dwindle back and forth. As if he understood my struggle, he shifted back to deposit his weight against the car, while I stayed tightled clutched to his chest. "T-they were just children. How can anyone target them? It's not like they could harm anyone. They could barely harm an insect." He sobbed against my shoulder. I tightened my arms around him with everything I had. My arms burned from the strain, but
345(I forgot to add the TRIGGER Warning in the previous chap. Some readers may find this chapter disturbing. Readers discretion advised!) Claire's back went rigid. Hunter's left side of the shirt was gruesomely drenched with blood, which she knew was his own; his face was gray from concrete dust and he was holding a girl who was all red. Her frock was in tatters, her blonde hair was a dirty red. Hunter looked down to her face and his eyes widened.He kneeled down, patting the girl's face. She was breathing heavily. She clutched his shirt and said something to which Hunter leaned down to listen to her. There was dust in the air, and hence, it was difficult to see her lips moving. However, the next second her hand from Hunter's shirt fell down and her head slid back. She lifelessly stared up at the sky.The reporter was supposed to say something. But he was also caught off guard by how Hunter was frantically patting the girl's face, trying to get her to respond. A team of medics came
344The sound was very low. Claire pumped up the volume to max and gulped as she heard a male reporter covering the scene. "I'm reporting from outside St. Jacob's High School, where a tragic and heartbreaking bomb blast took place earlier this afternoon. The explosion happened when most students were still in their classrooms!" The reporter turned around to look at the school where dark smoke was still rising from the building. The east part has crumbled and collapsed. The camera zoomed in on the stretchers being rushed behind him. Many from the emergency team were rushing in and out with stretchers occupied by kids, or supporting teachers on their shoulders whose faces were covered with a gray layer of concrete dust; blood trailing from their heads or body. "As of now, we have confirmation that 55 innocent children have lost their lives. The number of injured is still unknown,and emergency teams are working nonstop to search for survivors and provide help." He paused to see a medi
343The next day was slow and painfully crackling with inevitable sparks between them. Hunter was in heat like an animal. He didn't hesitate to touch her inner thighs, chest, or her hips when they settled down on the table for breakfast. Claire glowered at him in warning many times, and he just shrugged."This is all your fault, okay! You shouldn't have kissed me if you didn't want anything more. You gave me a bite and now I want the whole feast." He said with a hiss and Claire eyed him."So... Should I let you fúck me now?""Absolutely." He said impatiently."You're crazy. I'm going upstairs to eat.""This is not fair, Claire! You shouldn't have started it if you don't want to..." Claire heard his voice fade away as she came sprinting into the living room.She placed a hand on her heart and began catching her breath. Her cheeks were crimson, her skin hot and her thighs thrumming dangerously. She squeezed them together and sat down struggling not to remember the way his fingers fondle
342Claire fisted her hands. This closeness was driving her crazy. With great difficulty she detached herself from him and scooted over to a safe distance."So, you're not shocked knowing that I'm Cara?"Hunter just smiled as a distant memory spilled into his mind. He was taken back in the past, eight months ago, when he first discovered that his wife was the legendary Cara.Flashback…Eight months ago, Hunter was working in his office with a frown. Though his eyes were on the screen of his laptop, his mind was on the recent pictures of Claire and Tyler making rounds on the internet. He was fuming, his mind conjuring images of Claire with Tyler in various positions. Hunter shook his head. He told himself to be positive and optimistic. Yes, he did something wrong, In fact, worse! But that didn't mean it was the end for him. He still had the chance to fix things, learn from it, and become a better person. He just needed to put efforts and push forward because it was going to take lot
341They were in the car going back home. But for some reason Hunter's face was dark and a muscle persistently moving in his jaw. Claire had expected a different reaction from him though. Shock, maybe. Or perhaps amusement (and a little pride too) for being one of the most famous people behind all those gossips in the country- The mysterious Cara.She didn't see any reason for him to be this grumpy out of nowhere. But she wasn't going to acknowledge it. Not even if her heart was banging rapidly in her chest as it wanted to know what he thought about her being Cara.Sure, she saw that look of extreme shock in the room when Kent revealed her identity. That was the only time she saw anything on his face. He was now sitting as stiff as a mannequin while looking out of the window at the world bustling on as usual."So, Cara ha!" He exclaimed and Claire's eyebrows went high.