Chapter 3

Chapter 3

I wouldn’t call what I had on a revenge dress, but right from the lobby entrance into the midst of the guests present for the premise of tonight’s function. I’ve been the center of a particular attraction.

Admiration that is, pure and unfiltered admiration. Audible gasps flew past my ears, and subtle remarks of regards was no far behind.

I haven’t laid my eyes on my soon to be ex-husband yet. I’m guessing he’s yet to arrive, but I took to the taste of champagne to keep me company.

A man approached, and I observe him under a keen gaze. He was attractive, dressed neatly or nicely. He would’ve looked really better had he gel that rough hair of his.

“I’m Ford by name, you look too pretty to be alone by yourself.” He curved a small smirk right after his sentence before his figure came to halt right in front of him.

I purposely eyed him from the string of his hair right down to the leather shoes he had on. It was to test his ego.

“I’m waiting for my husband,” I retorted, and then fully flicked my attention away from him.

“Let me rephrase. I’m Ford Myers. Myers’ Corp.” He said like that was suppose to make a difference.

My intention to snub him was abducted when the cagey chatters that filled the room went still. I looked ahead and saw who was making an entrance.

It was my husband. Samir Kane, and right beside him was Rose Ledgers.

Awe paled into my face as my lips parted in a silent gasp. I know that girl.

Not only was she the bane of my life back in high school, she was also Samir’s girlfriend- no. They were rumored to be dating then, but it was never confirmed. They loved referring themselves as friends all the time.

Compliments began to pool in about their appearance, how they looked so beautiful and perfect together.

And they were factual. They do look so beautiful together.

“That’s definitely Mr Kane’s mysterious wife. Gosh they look so heavenly.” A comment brushed at my ears and I cringed inward.

I didn’t wait for them to fully settle and began interacting with the function before I set into motion to come do exactly what I was here for.

I stopped when I’ve reached a space right behind them. He was currently introducing Rose to probably one of his clients as a good friend of his when I cut into the relation with a throaty cough.

They were forced to stop as their attention fell on me.

“Wow,” I faked a bright smile. “You both look the most stunning,” I said as I brought my arms up on my chest.

I watched as Samir’s gaze slowly darkened as he threw eye daggers. “What are you doing here?” The words filtered out from his growing anger.

My smile didn’t falter. “To meet the other woman since you won’t tell me.” I took my eyes off him to inspect the bitch at his side.

I gave her a dirty look before I scoffed out loud. “She was not what I expected.” I shook my head disappointedly.

“Who is this?” Her annoying pitch of a voice quested. Exactly like how I remembered it, she never grew out of the stupid voice.

“Oh wait. Is this the pathetic wife of yours you said you were married to?” She gazed at me funny, also inspecting me with a dirty look like I did to her.

“That poor piece of trash you told me was sitting lonely in a cafe until you decided to help her life?”

“The lazy bitch with no fortune to depend on except for yours?”

“The one you couldn’t let go of because you pity her too much?” She stared me down as she continuously dig words at me.

Samir just stood there, silent as he allowed his mistress sprout lies about me. Does he not know me?

The scene was beginning to draw attention and people were now starting to stare.

“You’re just gonna stand there and watch her speak lies on my name?” I questioned with my eyes focused on the jerk I married for an husband.

“I’m asking, what are you doing here?” He sidestepped my question to throw another one at me.

“Probably to cause a scene. She’s a local nobody with no name who has fallen in love with the luxury you were offering her, and now that you’ve decided to take it away. She doesn’t want that, or am I lying?” She answered for me, at the course of berating me.

I looked around and noticed we were now the center of attention. All eyes were now on us.

“You think I need his money to survive? You think I’m with him because of his wealth?” I laughed out loud. “I see you’re still as stupid as I’ve always known you to be. But I can come back to you later.” I waved at her dismissively as my gaze settled back on Samir.

“Now you, my dear husband. Are her words what you really think of me?” I had to ask, because all I could deduce from Rose’s mockery were hints of the image my husband had of me.

Does he really think I’m a lazy bitch? That I was lonely and pathetic?

“I’m not interested in doing this with you, Rahne. Tell me you’ve signed the papers and get the hell out of here to save yourself from whatever you’re about to cause.”

A soft gasp ripped through my throat. I couldn’t believe this. His response, cold and cruel. His words, cautious and emotionless.

“What could a greedy nobody like her cause even? Who is she to think she could just waltz in here and start a drama? Huh? Get out of here before I make you!”

I was too heartbroken to even forge a reaction against Rose. I just stared, sad and betrayed at the eyes of the man behind the attack on my heart.

“Are you deaf? I’m talking to you!”

The next I felt was the cold spill of a drink splashed down on me. The scent a sharp smell of champagne.

The reality in front of me shrank and the air grew dark and thin. I lost balance and my grip on consciousness.