____________________________________...In the past three months, Rowan and I had done great job in convincing each and every one of our friends and family that we were actually giving our relationship a try, so much so that Gaby, Eric and Zoe who knew the truth had also started to believe that we had worked things out and were blissfully happy. No one knew that this was far from the truth. I paced my room as I waited for the rest of my family and friends to get here. We were announcing the pregnancy to them tonight.I sighed.I had let Rowan move back to the main bedroom. I mean, what was the point in separate bedrooms when I was letting him do as he pleases anyway?I was so ashamed of myself for being so spineless. But the fact remained that, as Cristina Yang said, being aware of your crap and actually getting over that crap were two completely different things.I was absolutely aware of my crap, yes, but I still refused to get over it.I needed to have more self-respect."What
_______________________ . . . "What changed?" Rowan asked as he followed me to the guest room, where I was dragging my suitcase. He tried to take it from me but I wouldn't let go. "We were fine just this morning so I would really like to know what happened in the last twelve hours that made you change your mind?" "I never changed my mind." I stopped, mainly because I was already exhausted from rolling a suitcase twenty feet away. "I was always clear that I would get a divorce from you after the end of the one-year contract." "Yeah, but don't you think it's high time you changed your mind then?" Rowan was getting agitated by the second, his voice rising in ways I did not like. "You slept with me, multiple times, and got knocked up with MY baby. And now you are saying you want a divorce?" "Yes." I was tired and I didn't want to yell. "We were always clear about the divorce, Rowan. Don't act like you are hearing it for the first time." Rowan stared at me for a good few moments, hi
___________________..."I don't know what's wrong. I don't know what I did wrong." I told Zoe as soon as we reached the balcony. "We were fine just this morning and all of a sudden she is talking about divorce."Zoe scoffed and crossed her arms across her chest. "You both were never fine. Maybe for a moment there, she might have faltered and fallen for your shit but it seems to me she is back in her element and wants nothing to do with you."I gaped at her. I thought she was team happily ever after. But no, she was probably the one feeding all the poison against me to my wife."What is your problem?" I asked her. "Why are you against us being happy?""Oh, I am all for my friend's happiness, buddy. It is you who I have a problem with. You don't deserve her." If one thing I knew about Zoe Wilkins in the last few months that I had known her, was that she did not mess around.If I wanted to find what exactly was going on in Rory's mind, it would be through Zoe."What makes you say that
________________________...Why do I feel hurt? I wanted to get away from him as soon as possible anyway. What is wrong with me?This is what happens when you have hopelessly in love with a man for nine years.Listen here, two of you. I thought as I pressed both my palms to my flat underbelly. Never fall for useless pieces of shit like your Dad. And don't become a hopeless piece of shit like your mother.I felt really bad just thinking it. Just imagine how bad the situation has to be for a parent to wish that their children did not turn out like either of their parents.I needed to set an example. I needed to show my children that their mother is not some weak doormat who would stay in a relationship like this.My bags in the guestroom were still unpacked because I had spent the whole night crying to Zoe and falling asleep out of exhaustion. I felt like this was the time to move out.I really needed to do this. I had made the announcement, and everything was sooner or later going t
_______________________...I opened the front door as slowly as I could. The apartment was in complete darkness.Well, it was past nine and Rory liked to hole up in the bedroom with her Chinese or Korean drama by this time.I sighed. It had come to look like I had snatched the master bedroom from her and left her at the guest bedroom.Things were almost perfect this morning. It had looked like it would end up good too. That I would be able to salvage something of the fucked up situation that I had put us four in.Four. We were going from two to four in a couple of months. We already had.But Ophelia had to come in at the end moment and ruin everything.She was blackmailing. Blackmailing with every affair I had since my marriage. At this point, it shouldn't matter to me. It was not like Rory did not know what I had done. And I did not give two shits about what anyone else thought of me. So I shouldn't be playing into her games.But I was scared. If everything went public, it could m
____________________...I kept jabbing on the doorbell of the Lewis Mansion. "Rowan, what are you doing here?" Came my mother-in-law, Katherine Lewis' voice from the security system before a buzz was heard and the front door flung open. The Lewis' butler, George, stood there with his scrutinizing gaze. He did not seem happy to see me.But the person who seemed to be in a much worse mood was my mother-in-law. And that surprised me because Katherine was always happy to see me. "Eric told me Pump- Rory must be here." I rushed out. "She left home without telling me." "You mean to say, she left you." Katherne corrected and it was a jab right to my heart. "Kathy, I-" She held up a hand, signaling me to shut the fuck up. "My daughter wants nothing to do with you, Rowan. And in that case, I don't want anything to do with you too." I was shocked by her change in behavior. I remembered that just yesterday, she was mad at Rory for talking about divorce when our babies were on their way
___________________..."You did this?" Gabriella stood there with her phone facing towards me, her expression that of utter disbelief. "Is it that hard to believe?" I let out a small humorless laugh. I had aways been such an idiot when it came to Rowan that people were treating me like a clown. People say there are a lot of side effects to being pregnant. I think one of mine is that I have grown a spine. "You outed every single affair Rowan had throughout this marriage to the fucking media?" She was still in shock. "It was the only way I could think of that would have the contract out of my skin." I shrugged nonchalantly as I continued to feast on the cookies and cream ice cream. My pregnancy cravings were mostly sweets and most ice cream among that. "Who are you and what have you done to my sister?" She let out a laugh of exhilaration as she dropped her phone on the bed and walked over to give me a hug. "You know, I should be offended that you are so surprised by me doing s
_______________________..."Come on baby, don't play oblivious now. You and I both know you set me up two years ago."The biggest truth of my life is that I have never loved and hated someone with the same intensity as I have done with Rowan. What bullshit was he coming up with now and everything else was closing up on him? "I set you up?" I asked him, feeling lightheaded from all the blood rushing to my head. The vase sitting to my right seemed really expensive to be broken over someone's head, so I refrained myself from doing just that. "I am sorry I am bringing it up now but I am tired of being the bad guy here. I love you, honey, but you need to come clean too." He grabbed me by my shoulders. I looked up at him, not blinking. I did not hear anything after he said those words. He threw it out so casually. The three words that had dictated my life and my feelings towards Rowan so powerfully in the last decade were nothing but that, just three words to him. "Say something."