VOW OF REVENGE

It was past 3 pm, and I was busy prepping ingredients for dinner when I heard my phone ringing. I rushed out to pick, thinking it was the delivery guy. "Hello," I answered immediately. Jared's voice filled the receiver, cold as ever and devoid of any affection. "Don't wait up for me," I heard him spit out. I was about to ask what he was up to when he hung up on me. I don't even know why I bother with him anymore; we have been this way since the very first day of this prison called marriage, but it still hurts each time he gives me a cold shoulder. I was confused, wondering what to do since he wasn't even going to be home for the special dinner I was prepping. But then an insane idea popped into my head. I knew it was a terrible idea, one I would pay dearly for, but it was his birthday, and he deserved some special homemade meal. Dropping the phone on the counter, I quickly rushed into the kitchen to whip up something really quick for him. I made his favorite creamy pasta

It has been Six months after the divorce and the accident, I decided to move on with my life. I got a new job working as one of the directors at Emerald Events, a company that does event management. I guess it's natures way of compensating me for my failed marriage. I recently brought back a contract worth five million dollars from Kentucky; my boss, Louisa, has treated me as a big contributor to the company. After lavishing me with rewards, she even gave me a seven-day vacation, adding it up with my annual leave. I finalized my divorce a couple of months ago; ever since that incident at his house, I had never set eyes on that bastard. Even while in divorce proceedings, he just sent his lawyer to settle things like I was some rag he was too eager to discard. I thought letting the case drag on for long would make him realize and maybe come back to me, but I was just delusional. Jared never had any sort of feelings towards me; for all I know, this charade called marriage was onl

It felt like my tender heart was being grated by a thin wire, making my body tremble with pain. I felt lightheaded, unable to move, and couldn't comprehend what was happening. My breathing pace increased; I was slowly losing it. I hate remembering that painful night; I always end up having a panic attack each time I remember it. But today was worse, what Leila said must have triggered it and also made it worse. I staggered back and rested on the wall. My gaze fell on Jared who was busy speaking with some guests. He smirked at me, his gaze hinted a faint sense of amusement yet his eyes were cold. I felt a cold shiver run through my body and I froze, scared out of my mind. I heard the door of the bathroom open, I turned and my eyes met Kent's eyes, His brows furrowed. "Are you blacking out?" He asked. But I was in no position to talk, hence I was just looking at him. "Come with me," he said as he led me outside, and I quietly obeyed him without making a fuss. I sat

I nodded without a thought, staring at his pinkish-red lips like I was hypnotized. I had no idea why he had this effect on me, but I always lost myself around him. I couldn't wait any longer; I had to take a bite before I lost my mind. I stood on my tippy toes to take his lips in a kiss, but the ringing of my phone startled me. I pushed him away, breathing heavily. I can't believe how wild I am acting lately. I was so ashamed of myself, hence my eyes were glued to the floor, and I couldn't look him in the eyes. "You should leave," I said to him. Before he could respond, I shoved him out of the door and shut the door. With my back on the door while clutching my racing heart. I walked absentmindedly and I fell on the couch, still clutching my bathrobe. "What happened to the plan to stay away from him?" I scolded myself. I shook my head. "Calm down." I calmed myself, since we didn't go far again, all was well. I picked up my phone to check who called earlier, and as I had suspecte

"I ended like this because of your beloved sister, and you still dare to treat me like filth," I cried out, tears flowing endlessly from my eyes. I fumbled with my bag to find my phone while standing there watching me without moving a finger.I immediately called Emilia, and hopefully, she picked up this time and I then hobbled into the elevator. I stabbed the elevator buttons, still in tears.Before the elevator door closed off, I saw that Jared had already turned his back on me; he was speaking to someone on the phone. Paying no attention to me, I felt a sharp pain in my heart, piercing my tender heart and breaking it into tiny pieces.Jared had never regarded me while married to him, and even after suffering such an ordeal at the sister's hands, he still doesn't regard me.I have no idea why I was still affected by him; I guess it's true about leopards not changing their stripes.I thought I could hold on till Emilia came to get me, but I overestimated myself; before the elevator c