The Cruel Husband Who Regretted Losing Me

Rebecca Pov I never imagined that a day would come when I would choose freedom over the man I once loved with every piece of my heart. I used to dream of forever with him, believing love would always feel warm and safe, but somewhere along the way, forever with him became the scariest thing I could imagine. The word “husband” scared me now. Every time Luke called my name, my chest tightened like I was standing at the edge of a rocky cliff, one wrong step away from falling. “Rebecca!” His voice came again from outside the room. Louder this time. I quickly wiped my face and stood up from the bed. This room used to be a guest room before my life fell apart. The crazy part was that this mansion once belonged to my father. Back then, I truly believed I had married the perfect man. My parents tried to warn me about Luke, but I was too deeply in love to listen. He was the son of my father’s butler, but I didn’t care. I loved him so much that I even sent him money while he was in scho

RebeccaMen are chameleons. If Luke could change, who is Collins? What is even wrong with my heart? I promised never to love again. Was I really starting to fall for him? Just because he welcomed me with a rose? Or because I couldn’t stop thinking about his abs after I accidentally bumped into him and his towel dropped?Thank goodness I looked away fast enough. It would have been too awkward if I had seen his dick. Stop imagining! I scolded myself.His eyes… the way he smiled whenever he spoke to me… it reminded me too much of how things started with Luke. Hadn’t I learned my lesson already? Falling for men was a trap. I should be warning other women how dangerous men could be.The car stayed quiet as Collins drove us to his mother’s house, but my head was filled with thoughts.Should I never go back to Luke again?Should I ask Collins to help me leave this country?If I agreed to help him reconnect with his mother, maybe he would help me too. But what about the video Luke wants to us

Collins"Do you think I am stupid? I gave birth to you. Just because you know computers does not mean you can trick me.""Mom, this is not about computers right now. You wrecked everything I have been working on. I do not even know how to fix the holes I found myself in."I could not sit down from the moment I walked into my mother's house. I tried to tell myself this was a dream, but it was not. The software is gone. I pointed my finger at her, angry."If you did not drug both of us, none of this would have happened.""What happened? That you brought some random woman to me and called her your fiance…""She stole my project. My antivirus software. I have been working on it for so long.""You should blame yourself. For once, I was smarter than you. How would the woman you brought say your favorite meal is shrimp and grits? You hate that food. If you had brought your real fiance or just married the girl I have been telling you to marry, this would not have happened..." She stopped and

Collins"It has been six days now and...""Are you trying to kick me out of your house, Phillip?""No, no. I would never do that. But staying here is not going to fix you. You keep telling your mom you cannot tell her where you are. I cannot find the healing you are looking for. Your mom is worried sick and you know that.""I do not want to go to my house because Rachel is there.""Why?" Phillip asked. Phillip has been my friend since we were kids. In fact, he is the person I meant to call when I accidentally called Luke instead."My mom gave her the spare key I gave to her. My mom says I need someone to take care of me and Rachel is available.""But Rachel is not that bad. Do not tell me you are still looking for that girl who saved you in the forest when your parachute failed."I kept quiet. He paused, waiting for me to say something. I did not. That girl gave me a kiss that saved my life. She breathed air back into my lungs. I closed my eyes, trying to see her face again. But I co

LukeI could feel the day coming. The launch. It was right there, breathing down my neck.Noon hit, and I kept pacing around my living room.Yeah. ‘My living room.’ My father busted his ass for this place as a mere butler. Sweat. Blood. Everything he had. If he was alive to see me now, he would be so proud. Here, in this same house where he worked like a dog, I am the one in charge now.So my fear and my success were fighting inside me. Then I heard a voice I knew too well.“Honey, you look like something is wrong.”I turned around. Marina. My first real love. The woman I later chose from all my girlfriends. She came closer and said,“Did Rebecca do something to you? You have been walking back and forth across this room for minutes now, and you did not even see me walk in. So what is eating you up?”I stopped moving. I could not find the right words for what I was feeling.“Rebecca!” she called out.That is our maid. Or should I say, my fake wife.A few minutes passed.“Rebecca.” She