Nathaniel hadn't come home the next day either. Ella was going mad with her racing thoughts. Where had he slept? Had it been with Vera? Did he even care about what he was doing to her heart? She wandered through the house aimlessly, mad at herself for how much this bothered her. She found herself in his office. It smelled of his cologne... She looked around the room until her eyes stopped on the laptop. Without hesitating, she crossed to the chair and sat down. She opened it with shaking hands. Of course it was password protected. She tried her birth date, their wedding date, his mother's birth date. Nothing worked. She pulled out her phone and found Vera on social media. The beautiful, bombshell blonde was everything Ella wasn't. Tall, thin, clearly worked out religiously and had an angelic face. Full lips, shocking green eyes framed with lush, dark lashes, high cheek bones and perfect eyebrows. Ella sighed. No wonder her husband was tempted by her. It wasn't like he'd picked Ella. She pushed those thoughts aside and found Ella's birth date. She typed it into Nathaniel's computer and hit enter. It worked! She was in. She quickly went to his email and searched for anything from Vera. She scrolled through a couple dozen work emails, opening them now and then, just to be sure. Nothing inappropriate there. She opened his social media accounts and found nothing from her. He liked her pictures, but that was about it. She went back to his email, almost ready to give up. Maybe she was wrong. She would have to track him down and beg for forgiveness. She put her hand on the top of the laptop lid, ready to shut it and eat humble pie, when a notification sounded and a chat popped up. She opened it. It was from a messenger app he used on his phone. He must've linked his computer. He liked to use encrypted apps for personal communication, especially of the naughtier flavor. Wouldn't want the press getting ahold of a scandal and running with it. Her blood ran cold when she opened the chat. She could see weeks worth of chats between Nathaniel and Vera. Most of them making fun of her. He told Vera he'd leave Ella for her just as soon as he could figure out how to do so without a scandal. He'd been working late because he was actually sleeping with Vera. They both thought it was so funny how Ella had no idea. More insults... details of their romantic encounters... he never wanted to have children with Ella because they'd turn out ugly like her... he resented the marriage and his grandfather for forcing it on him...
"You didn't have to agree to marry me..." she whispered as tears began to flow. He could've waited and found someone else. He agreed to it. She felt used and when she thought about their love making she felt violated. He'd just used her because he wasn't getting it anywhere else. Not until Vera at least.
She steeled herself and began to email every bit of evidence she could to herself. She scrolled back through the weeks, months, to almost a year prior, and sent it all to her email. She slammed the laptop shut and went upstairs. She dressed in all black, leather pants, tight black tanktop and a leather jacket. Pulling on black boots and putting her hair in a ponytail she looked at her reflection. "That won't do," she said to herself. She grabbed her makeup bag. A dark smokey eye with gun metal gray and red lipstick. She put false lashes on for good measure. She never dressed this way. She hadn't since she'd gotten engaged to Nathaniel. It just wasn't what his image needed. Screw his image now.
She grabbed her purse and got into her car. She quickly drove to his office and got out. She was greeted at the door, but when security moved to alert Nathaniel that his wife was in the building she stopped them. "Let it be a surprise," she said sweetly. They looked shocked to see her, but even more shocked to see her dressed so differently than the proper, rich wife she always dressed like. Her pants were tight enough to leave almost nothing to the imagination. But she needed to dress like a badass because she needed to feel like one. She needed that confidence.
She went to the elevator and the hit the buttons for Nathaniel's office floor. She walked straight to it, not even glancing at Vera working at her desk. Vera gasped and fumbled for the buttons to call Nathaniel. Before she could do anything, Ella was already walking into his office.
"Ella? What are you doing here?" he said, shock evident in his voice. "After last night, you think you can just walk in here?"
"I can just walk in here and you deserved last night." She walked across to his and stood at his desk. She pulled her phone out and logged into her email. She found what she'd emailed herself and pulled it up. She turned the phone to show him. "I know about your affair."
He paled and sucked in his breath. He looked up at her. She kept her face neutral. She would not show emotion. He could not know how much he hurt her.
"You... I..."
She put up a hand to silence him. "No excuses. She can have you."
Nathaniel slammed his fists into the desk. "How dare you go through my email! You were on my computer? How?"
"Don't use your side piece as your password," she sneered.
He reached across the desk and grabbed her wrist. Searing pain made her drop her phone. He yanked hard, until she was face down on the desk. He grabbed her ponytail and yanked her head up, putting his face in her's, "you won't be able to ruin me with this. I'm all you have. Without me you're just a divorced has been." He yanked her up to her feet. He grabbed her phone threw it out the door. "Go get it and get out of my sight!"
She stood straight, fixed her hair and leveled him with a look so mean he stepped back. She turned and walked out the door. Vera was trying to push away a small group of men that were at her desk. One picked up Ella's phone and handed it to her. "Mrs. Woods, I'm sorry, but I believe this is yours?"
"Thank you," she said sweetly. "You're right. My husband is just having one of his fits." She smiled at him, took her phone and glided past him. She was sure they'd seen everything. She was almost sure they were clients of Nathaniel's. Hopefully after that, they wouldn't be much longer. She was going to watch him lose everything if it was the last thing she did.
Ella woke with a start, sweating and her heart beating so fast it hurt. She threw the blankets off and tried to get her pajamas off. “Ella, what are you doing?” Daniel asked groggily from beside her. He sat up and tried to touch her. “Ella!” he said firmly. She kept ripping at her clothes, but she was too weak. “Too... hot...” she said through gasps. Daniel flipped the light on and surveyed the situation. He quickly walked around the bed and pressed his hand to Ella's forehead. His eyes widened in alarm. “You have a high fever, you're burning up.”Ella layed back, exhuasted. The room began to spin. Daniel ran out of the room and could be heard going through her bathroom cabinets. “Do you have a thermometer?” he called. She could barely comprehend what he was saying, much less respond. “Found one!” he said as he ran back in the room. He shoved it in her mouth and held it there. “Under you tongue, just do it.” Before a full minute passed the thermometer beeped rapidly. He looked a
School had begun and to start the year off it was announced that the top two students would receive a shot at becoming a paralegal at a top law firm and the next year paid via scholarship. Ella had to get that scholarship. She was determined to work hard to achieve it. Her second year of school proved to be harder than her first, but she was determined to make it. Just as he'd said, Daniel came to her apartment to hang out while she studied and he came ready with snacks. “I got oreos and milk, chips and chocolate. I'll change it up next time. Does that work for you?”“Aboslutely,” she said with a smile. “I appreciate you so much.”She flipped open her books and took out her notes. “Wow... that's a lot of reading.” Daniel was peaking at the table.
Work, sleep, spend time off with Daniel and repeat had been Ella's summer. She and Daniel had settled into a routine that she absolutely loved. She called him after work every time she worked late and he stayed on the phone with her until she was home and locked into her apartment. Every day off she had he took her out to dinner and then they'd cuddle up to watch TV at her place or his. She used her paycheck for living expenses and her tips for savings. Since she worked so often and the restaurant was extremely high end, her tips were often massive. She'd gotten much better at her job. Over the summer, she hadn't been attacked or followed again, but she hadn't forgotten that last threat. Nathaniel was living his high life, but the tabloids spoke often of trouble in paradise for him. That only made Ella more nervous that she was still a target. The mistress likely wouldn't be a target, especially if Nathaniel was showing signs of being unhappy. But as time went on and she wasn't left
Ella held a check in her hand. She laughed out loud. After the threat from last week and job hunting this was just enough to crack her. Her alimony check. Not even enough to pay half her rent. This was all her lawyer could get her? After all the years she spent supporting Nathaniel, putting her own desires and dreams to the side. This was how he thanked her... She put the check down and rolled her eyes. She wasn't sure she even wanted to cash it. She'd lined up a job as a waitress, but hoped to get a second job as well. So far, that hadn't worked out. Her first shift started in an hour so she finished putting on her makeup and went out the door. It was a high end restaurant. She was sure she got the job on her looks alone. Conventionally attractive seemed to the be the only type of woman they hired. She wouldn't complain and she surely wouldn't make them regret their choice. Or so she hoped. As it turned out, the fact that she hadn't had to work much in her lifetime showed. She was
Sun filtered through the blinds of Ella's bedroom. She blinked awake, feeling disoriented and groggy. She realized she was still dressed. She sat up, memories coming in. “Oh gosh... I fell asleep with him here...” she said out loud. She put her head in her hands and groaned in embarrassment. He must've put her here. Her embarrassment grew. She looked at her phone, hesitating for a moment, but decided to grab it and call him. “Hey Sleeping Beauty,” he said in a low voice. “Did I wake you?”“Yeah... but it's okay, I needed to wake up anyway. You sound better than my alarm.”“Daniel, I'm so sorry I fell asleep last night. That was so rude.”“Stop, no it wasn't.” He laughed. “You had a rough day. You needed sleep. I'm glad I could help you relax enough to get the sleep you needed. Don't worry about it.”“Thank you for being so understanding.”“Not a problem. You have court again today?”“I do.” She sighed and got out of bed. “Is that going to interfere with school?”“No, I have some ab
“So... the divorce had gone public,” she thought to herself. The news had caught on and someone had leaked information. She blew her breath out. “Oh well,” she said out loud. It was inevitable. Ella finished getting ready for school and got into her car. She drove out, surprised at the lack of reporters. Happy, but surprised. As the news of the divorce hyped up and faded over the next couple of months the reporters appeared less and less. Ella kept going to self defense classes, but also started to see Daniel outside of class more often. Now that she wasn't so worried about tabloids hounding them. The last day of the school year had just come to a close and Ella was putting her things in her car when her phone rang. She pulled it out and checked the screen. Nathaniel's name appeared. Why was he calling? They'd barely spoken lately. “Hey, Ella,” he said when she connected the call. “Hello, what can I help you with?” she answered professionally. “Uh... divorce court. The date's be