3 - Isn’t That Why You Divorced Me?

“You must really think you are worth being called my wife.” Julian mocked her, his voice laced with disgust. “All you did was take my money like a spoiled brat and spend it on other men! It is obvious I’m way out of your league, Sydney. So stop wasting my time and sign the divorce papers!”

With a heavy heart, Sydney signed the papers and flung it at Julian. “Pick it up and get out,” without looking at him, she said. “Also, don’t worry about me staying here, I will be leaving in the morning.”

As Julian walked out of her bedroom, a lone tear dropped down Sydney’s eyes. Just in one day, she had lost both her baby and her husband.

The next morning, Sydney had arranged all her belongings in several suitcases. She zipped up the last suitcase and took one last look at her bedroom. It used to be theirs before Julian moved out. She would miss living in the same place with Julian, but as much as it would hurt her it was high time she moved on.

The workers looked at Sydney with pity as she came out of the room. They helped her carry her luggage outside, but were stopped by Ashley who was sitting in the living room.

“Why are you carrying these bags outside?” Ashley asked, looking at the numerous suitcases. “Is Julian going somewhere?”

“No, Ma’am,” one of the maids answered. “These luggage belong to the boss’ wife.”

Ashley’s brow raised where she heard them referring to Sydney. “Why are you carrying her stuff outside?” She questioned, looking curious. “Did something happen?”

“What's going on?” Sydney asked as she walked into the living room.

Ashley looked at Sydney. “It is good that you are here. Why are the maids carrying your stuff outside?” Ashley asked, looking worried. “I hope nothing happened.”

“It is none of your business.”

Ashley bit her lips, her eyes widened. “Sydney, I… I was trying to…”

Sydney walked up to Ashley and narrowed her eyes on her. “You were trying to do what?” She questioned. “Were you trying to find out if Julian and I are still married?”

Ashley rubbed her chest, stepping back from Sydney. “I don’t know what you are talking about,” Ashley muttered. “You are making it sound like I want you and Julian to separate.”

Sydney crossed her arms, titling her head to the side. “Don’t you?”

Ashley quickly waved her hands. “No, I don’t want that,” she objected. “Why will I want you and Julian to divorce. You two have been married for five years so why do you think I will want to put an end to your relationship?”

“Cut the act, Ashley,” Sydney said. “I know you have a thing for my husband.”

Ashley blinked. “My relationship with Julian is solely based on business. I promise.”

“But you wish it was something more, don’t you?” Sydney said.

Ashley’s hand tightened. “I don’t like how you are talking to me, Sydney.” Ashley expressed. “I helped your husband, at least I deserved a little respect for that.”

“And in what way did you help Julian?” Sydney questioned. “By claiming to be the the Steinfeld family’s daughter?”

Ashley’s brows fourriere. “I’m not claiming to be anything. I’m indeed the Steinfeld family’s daughter.”

Sydney snickered. “I will let you continue living in your fantasy, Ashley. You might had been able to fool Julian, but don’t think you can fool me. And please don’t act like you are worried about me, it is clearly obvious you are happy that Julian divorced me.”

Ashley gasped, covering her mouth. “Julian divorced you?” She exclaimed. “Why did he do that?”

Sydney rolled her eyes. “Are you really asking me that question?” She shot back.

“I swear I have no idea he was going to divorce you,” Ashley said. “Don’t worry, I will talk to him.”

“Didn’t I just say you should drop the act?” Sydney snapped. “You are so bad at pretending so just stop. It is pathetic!”

Ashley’s chest heaved, her eyes narrowing at Sydney. “Do you want to know why Julian is divorced you?”

“I don’t care,” Sydney looked away from Ashley and said to the maid, “Please take the luggage outside.”

The maids continued their walk out of the living room with the luggage.

“Even if you don’t want to know, I will tell you anyway,” Ashley said, standing before Sydney. “Julian divorced you because you are a cheap whore who feels like you are above everyone else! Come on, Sydney, if not for Julian you wouldn’t even have any penny to you name! “ Ashley said, laughing. “You are just a little piece of trash!”

Sydney raised her hand in the air and slapped Ashley across her face. “Who do you think you are to talk to me in such a way?!”

Ashley stepped back, rubbing her reddened cheek. She looked at Sydney in shock. “Did you just slap me?!“

“Say one more word about me and slap you again.”

Ashley laughed. “You crazy bitch!”

Ashley raised her hand to slap Sydney, but Sydney held her hands. Sydney flung Ashley’s hand away and said. “Get out of my face.”

“How dare you talk to me like that?!” Ashley yelled at Sydney, razing her hand to slap her again.

“Ashley! That’s enough!.” Julian ordered, walking into the living room. “What are you even doing here? Why didn’t you tell me you were coming?”

“Julian, I just wanted to come and check up on you. But your ex wife started calling me names and accusing me of sleeping with you!”

Julian turned to Sydney. “Did you really tell her that?!”

“You talk like you aren’t interested in sleeping with her,” Sydney fired back at Julian. “Isn’t that why you divorced me? Isn’t it because you wanted Ashley?!”

“And what about you?” Julian questioned back. “Weren’t you sleeping around with another man?”

“What?”

“Don't take me for a fool, Sydney!” Julian snapped. “I know you were cheating on me”

“Why will you accuse me of such a thing?” Sydney asked. “Julian, you have never seen me with another man so why will—“

“Yes! I haven’t seen you with another man because you are damn good at sneaking around!”