chapter five

Fate was cruel to me.

My world was blurry.

I opened my eyes only to be greeted by heavy pouring rain. My so-called husband had managed to pack all my belongings and throw me out.

I wonder how he did it.

Did he carry me outside or did I walk out myself?

I couldn’t really remember how it all happened. One minute, I was staring at the lawyer’s message, and the next, I was on the ground.

My father couldn’t be that heartless. I guessed he was just angry with me. All I had to do was go back home and beg for his forgiveness.

I knew he would never turn me down. He was my family after all.

My clothes, my things were now a mess. The heavy rain had done more than enough to ruin them. I didn’t need them anyway.

I had enough at home.

I stopped a taxi right in the middle of the rain and soon, I was on my way home.

I prayed silently, hoping and wishing that my family would accept me. The night was silent except for the sound of the pouring rain.

“Where’s my money?” the man asked the moment I got down.

“I’ll pay. Just let me get some money inside the house,” I replied immediately, walking toward the door.

I wrapped my hands around my soaked clothes feeling the cold chill and breeze blow hard against my skin.

But then, I heard the cracking laughter of the man I called my father and that of his wife.

“She’s stupid if she thinks she can come back here after being thrown out of her house. We will never accept her!"

“She’s not my daughter. Her miserable mother thought she could just hand over the properties to her because she’s the only child. And now that she’s dead, who’s going to handle all that?”

I felt my heart dropped.

My world shattered and I felt the ground shift underneath my feet.

That voice broke me.

The man I thought would do the right thing for me was just another wolf in sheep’s clothing.

How could he do this to me?

Tears welled as the rain kept pouring hard.

I couldn’t go inside the house even if I wanted to. The cold was becoming unbearable as I wrapped my arms around myself.

I looked ahead and saw the man walking toward me. “You can give me my money and let me go? You’re wasting my damn time!”

I didn’t have a dime, not even a coin. I decided to take off the only jewelry I had on me—my gold watch.

“Please, take this,” I said, with tears mixed with rain.

The man grabbed the watch, looked at it, then walked away.

That was it!

I had lost my family and my home, all in a single day.

There was nothing left to live for. For a moment, I wished the ground would open up and swallow me.

I took one last look at the big mansion I once called home as I walked down the silent street.

I didn’t know where I was going, but I knew one thing. Tonight was the night I was going to end it all.

I no longer saw any reason to live.

Maybe death was the answer to it all.