เข้าสู่ระบบ“You can’t blame me. Her father is the richest man in this country. You’re just an orphan. You should be grateful I even dated you. I won’t mind having you as my mistress though.” These were the words of my boyfriend after catching him in bed with my best friend. If it were with any other woman, it would have been less painful. But my best friend sleeping with my boyfriend behind my back? How does one heal from that? For the first time in my life; I am going to be very mean, because how could they? Yes, I was an orphan but does that give anyone the right to trample all over me? Well, I’d become the wife of that richest man! And have them address me as “Mom”
ดูเพิ่มเติมScarlett’s POV
My periods were never accurate, but still, I should have known.
Nausea, tiredness, change of taste...You’d think it would be obvious, but you never know until afterward how many signs you missed.
Just like how I have been missing the signs shouting at me that the man I was married to would never love me back no matter how hard I try.
I came to the health screening thinking, what’s the worst that could happen? If it were cancer, I could handle it. But this I couldn’t handle.
A baby.
The best thing coming at the worst time.
I don’t know when I’ll feel that powerful motherly love that I’ve heard about, but I’m sure of HIS reaction. He will hate the baby.
It might as well just turn out to be cancer. At least that would make one of us happy.
Sitting in the busy lobby of the maternity floor alone, I try to absorb the news. My efforts are in vain. My eyes suddenly water with envy of the happy, loving couples sitting around me. I have a luxury house to live in, a billionaire to call my husband, and his baby in my womb.
Yet they are the happy ones.
I would trade all of it for what they have: a man by my side who cares.
You really came at the worst time, little one. I touch my flat belly, bitterly. Why come when mama loved the wrong man? What do I do with you?
My phone rings, warning me that I can’t hide from my life forever. I stare at his name glowing on my screen, finding it hard to find my voice.
In the end I just put it to my ear, in silence. It took him a minute to realize that it went through but only a second before his shouts burst out--
“Scar, where the hell are you?!” Sebastian’s voice is grumpier than usual, “You said 9!”
I glance at my phone. 9: 07 am. That’s all the patience my dear husband can spare me. 7 minutes.
“Can we do it some other time?” I close my eyes, finding no strength to even think about our schedule, “I...I don’t feel too well today--”
I grip my purse tight. In it lie two files.
The pregnancy result and...our divorce papers. One an accident from the day, the other...long awaited. I don’t feel too good, but then again, I haven’t been for a while now. I just haven’t figured out what does the baby mean in all this.
He lets out a cold laugh. I bite my tongue, swallowing the rest of my words.
“YOU asked for the divorce, Scarlett Fuller. YOU said you would deliver that ‘damn divorce papers’ first thing today.” Sebastian mocks with an icy voice. I could see his look of disgust in my mind. I have seen it on his face for five years straight. “What did I tell you?”
I close my eyes, but somehow my tears keep leaking out.
[Don’t waste my time with this bullshit. You want a bigger allowance? That’s fine. But I don’t like being threatened.]
That’s what he said.
He thought I was throwing a tantrum with a divorce. As if that could threaten him in any way. Ever since we were married, his dearest wish has been for me to be gone.
Five years now. A wish THAT persistent deserves to be granted.
“You are right,” Frowning hard, I cut my nails deep in my palm to keep my voice steady, “Sorry I’m late. I’ll be there in 30 minutes.”
“Don’t bother,” Sebastian huffs coldly. I could hear the sound of his car starting. “Ava’s final check is today and I have to go. I can’t wait for you.”
So that was why he was in such a hurry. I got in the way of him and his beloved. Again.
That’s her what? One millionth checkup after the surgery? MY husband has been bustling between our house and the hospital over the past three months like a busy bee. But I understand why he is anxious about it.
If she were better, then they could finally be together.
“I’ll deliver it to the hospital then,” I close my eyes and hang up. He might have said no in the last second, but I don’t care anymore.
I can’t control my heart for falling for him, but I can force my legs to leave him. In time, my heart will heal. Everything will.
What did I say? I have got luxury houses and a billionaire? What a joke. I STOLE them, and even though I lowered myself to such a cheap move, they were never really mine. For five years, they have deemed me as the evil dragon that bullies, takes, and holds on to her pelf. So for five years they judge, punish, and slay.
But I’m not.
I’m just a squirrel, failing to hold onto the only nut she ever wanted.
*ALANA* He quickly shook his head. “I wasn’t…I…just…you said it was your morning routine as well and I only briefly…just briefly wondered why you would miss your routine.”I shrugged. “I overslept this morning. And it’s not a bizarre thing to skip a routine sometimes.” “It’s bizarre. I do not skip my routines.”He replied.I cocked an eyebrow. “Seriously? You mean to say you’ve never missed a single morning of your running sessions.” “No.” I laughed. “You’re lying. What if you oversleep?” “I do not oversleep.” “What if you fall sick?” “I do not fall sick.”I scoffed. “What are you? Iron man?”He laughed. “I guess so.”Oh God.He laughed?I wanted to hear it again. “Why are you staring at me like that?” He suddenly asked.I had been staring at him like I was enchanted.I had really been enchanted for a moment.By his laughter.Oh God, I can’t think properly right now. I have to be away from him so I can think properly agai
*MANUEL* I could hear her voice in my head, screaming my name and the way she yelled my name this morning made me want to shut her up with my dick.And I also wanted her to scream my name, somewhere else. *We’re so far from your house. I have no idea how many miles we’ve ran. Feels like 100.*100 miles?Does she even know how long 100 miles is by foot?She was crazy. Well, I did purposely run longer than usual this morning to exhaust the heck out of her.I was pretty sure she’d not come running with me tomorrow. *You’re the biggest jerk I know and I hope you choke on that coffee!*That sharp mouth of hers made me momentarily angry but then I had been amused.People do not talk to me like that.And that woman seems to like talking back at me a lot.She doesn’t listen. “You’re smiling, sir.” Cole, my PA who was driving me to work suddenly let out sounding shocked.I froze.I wasn’t smiling.He had to have his eyes checked.Why would I smile w
*ALANA* It was Day 2 of trying to get Manuel to be a bit friendly to me so he would grant me a favor. I was all set again to go on a run with Mr arrogant. He was going to cuss the hell out of me as usual but I couldn’t give up. I was on a blue sport bra, and a pair of yoga pants, I jogged out of the house and found him setting off already. I quickly caught up with him. “Good morning, Manuel.” He stopped running and sighed. “Why are you dressed like this? Are you trying to seduce me? Didn’t I warn you not to try anything with me?”I frowned.What was seductive about what I was wearing? “This is literally a comfortable fit for exercising, do you want me to wear a garment or something?” “Go wear a shirt. Do you have any idea how distracting your top is?!” “So it’s distracting for you?”I looked down, my boobs were properly covered, just that the tank top held them tightly together and so the top part of my cleavage was exposed.But I d
*ALANA* Screw them!I didn’t need to prove anything to anyone.They can continue thinking I was having a horrible life, I didn’t care. But the more I thought about it, the more I wanted to put them in their places. I imagined showing up with my husband all over me, treating me like a queen, that would definitely make this lose their minds for days, for weeks even.Especially that Linda. She would be in deep regrets, torturing herself for refusing to marry him. While Patricia and her husband would wish they had treated me well. They would try to curry favor from me but I’d refuse because I wasn’t nice anymore.Good Lord.That felt so pleasing to imagine. The problem was, I couldn’t put them in their places.My husband hated me and he didn’t see me as a queen at all. But we could pretend.That instantly lit a switch in me. What if I asked him to come with me to the Collins house and pretend to be my loving husband?I laughed at how stupid that sounded.How was I
*MANUEL* Do weddings take this long to be over?It was exhausting.It felt like the day was dragging on. I was currently at my study, going through some documents. The wedding ceremony wasn’t over yet but my barely existent social battery had died down and I’ve had enough. The bride coul
*MANUEL* For a moment, it felt as if I was lost. And when I realized I was about to get disarmed by just a fucking kiss, I quickly pulled away from her. She panted, staring up at me with those beautiful ocean eyes. I panicked. Panicked and scurried away, because it felt
*ALANA* Manuel was glaring so hard at me that I had to try not to cower. What was his problem?Does he glare at people for a living?I cleared my throat. “Hey.” I began awkwardly.We barely spoke all day. We just stood beside each other when we needed to and I didn’t even know what to sa
*MANUEL* There were five stages of betrayal I knew of. Shock and denial. The initial discovery shatters your reality, leading to disbelief, numbness, confusion, and questioning everything you knew. Anger. Intense rage emerges, often directed at the betrayer, yourself, or th






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