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Chapter 31

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I sat in front of my mirror brushing my hair. Time stayed still. The dark growing outside was unnoticeable. I breathed but every breath felt shallow.

I shared at myself in the mirror – lost in my own eyes. My hair had been lined with oils at the repetitive strokes.

What was I supposed to do now? My father's bills and depts had all been paid. But he was furious that we used Jacob to do it. Even the mention of Jacob’s name seemed to ready him for another heart attack.

I couldn’t tell him. I couldn’t tell him why I needed to leave my husband. Or that I so desperately wanted to. I couldn’t lean on them for help.

Whatever I did – I had to do it alone.

I couldn’t live in this house any longer. Especially not with his mistress in it. Did he really intend to keep her here? And what if Teresa stayed too? What would I do then?

I would be tortured – humiliated – treated as a slave in my home. And for what?

First I needed to get my family out of Jacob’s reach. But how? Who could help me? How? Jac
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    I hadn’t cooked for anyone other than myself in weeks. Even Jacob had enough sense to not complain when maids made him his breakfast adjacent to what I made myself.Apparently Coral and Teresa didn’t share that sense.“Are you only going to feed yourself?” Teresa asked as she sat.Coral smiled blissfully as she cradled her flat stomach. She sat between Teresa and Jacob. She smiled bashfully at him as if she might get his attention but he focused only on his newspaper.“I didn’t plan on having guests.” I had never been this unwelcoming. But why should I help such cruel people. “And I have to leave for work soon.”Teresa gaped at me before looking around the table to collect a sense on everyone’s reaction. Coral was the only one to give her an equally shocked reaction.“That’s not how you should speak to Mrs. Aster.” Coral gasped. “She’s a wonderful, strong, and brave woman who deserves your respect.”Teresa put a hand on Coral’s forearm.“Thank you, my darling.” She praised. Then she l

  • The Price of Forgiveness   Chapter 31

    I sat in front of my mirror brushing my hair. Time stayed still. The dark growing outside was unnoticeable. I breathed but every breath felt shallow.I shared at myself in the mirror – lost in my own eyes. My hair had been lined with oils at the repetitive strokes.What was I supposed to do now? My father's bills and depts had all been paid. But he was furious that we used Jacob to do it. Even the mention of Jacob’s name seemed to ready him for another heart attack.I couldn’t tell him. I couldn’t tell him why I needed to leave my husband. Or that I so desperately wanted to. I couldn’t lean on them for help.Whatever I did – I had to do it alone.I couldn’t live in this house any longer. Especially not with his mistress in it. Did he really intend to keep her here? And what if Teresa stayed too? What would I do then?I would be tortured – humiliated – treated as a slave in my home. And for what?First I needed to get my family out of Jacob’s reach. But how? Who could help me? How? Jac

  • The Price of Forgiveness   Chapter 30

    I was fuming when I walked into the house. This wasn’t a normal argument. This was war. This was unstoppable – unbridled – unpredictable – war.He had taken my life and was now threatening my friends and family to keep it. For what? What did he gain by holding me hostage? What did he get from being married to me?!I’m not sure how long I paced along the front foyer. My mind imagining over and over – every conceivable argument we could have when he got home.He would be home soon – I knew that. He wouldn’t trust me at home alone for that long. Not right now. He shouldn’t.Were he not the main financial resource for my father who still needed 3 medical check ups, I would’ve already run.The door finally opened and I whirled to yell at him. But I was instantly frozen in place.Teresa Aster – Jacob’s mother – stood in the light of the door. I could practically hear the theatre orchestra playing a somber and pensive dramatic piece. She draped herself in expensive white firm and massive diam

  • The Price of Forgiveness   Chapter 29

    I felt my eyes narrow as my eyebrows furrowed. Somehow… I couldn’t believe it.“She’s pregnant.”It was one thing… to know it was happening. The humiliation. The betrayal…Somehow none of it mattered that much.The part that struck me – made me feel like I was sinking somewhere inside my own body – he’d lied. So effortlessly.He’d nearly had me fully convinced that he truly loved me. He was convincing that he loved me. He was convincing that he’d never cheated on me. That he didn’t have a mistress. I believed him.I didn’t want to believe him. But despite that – I did. He made himself so believable.Who was this man?Who was this man who could so easily lie and make it seem truly believable? For a moment, I couldn’t even be mad at Coral. How could she not fall for his lies? How could she not believe every word he said?He was convincing. And she wanted to believe him. So how could she not?I’d been told… in a thousand different ways… that Jacob was a dangerous man. Dangerous because h

  • The Price of Forgiveness   Chapter 28

    I was making the guest room bed when my phone buzzed. It was from the number again. Multiple pictures of Coral and Jacob together looking intimate, cozy, and happy. The caption read, if only he could be this happy at home.I turned off my phone and tossed it to the side. I was lifting the blanket so I could get under when someone grabbed me from behind.I knew his body, and I could smell him so although I tried to break free of his arms, I didn’t panic.He tightened his hold on me.“You can’t get away with everything just because I love you.” He said.I scoffed and choked out a laugh of disbelief.“You don’t love me.”He turned me, pushed me backward onto the bed, and fell over me. A hand on my arm and another one on my throat. It didn’t hurt but his hands were tight.“Why are you being like this again? I helped an employee.”“At the expense of your wife.” I grabbed his hand on my throat as if I could pry it off with one hand. “You wrecked my academic career.”“It’s one TA position.”

  • The Price of Forgiveness   Chapter 27

    Wait? He wanted this problem to wait?What was I expecting? Did I think he would just wake up one day and suddenly love and respect me? After 10 years of being his toy, now I thought he might actually view me as his equal?I hadn’t gotten stronger. I hadn’t stood up for myself. I just changed the dimensions of our game. I was nothing to him. I was a name on a certificate and a pretty face for high-end parties.It was haunting to see how easily he’d taken my job from me. If I angered him, it would be worse. I needed to establish myself firmly so I could defend myself against his wrath when I left. I had the franchise now. And he’d bought me the two apartments I asked for.I rented out both but didn’t tell him which. Both tenants knew they might get a roommate soon. No plans had been made yet though.I didn’t want my name on anything that might help him find me if I tried to disappear.I packed my suitcases. One tenant was a couple. One was a single woman. I would move in tomorrow with

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