When Our Roads Part

Dora did not understand what I was saying. She looked at me, confused. "Will Daddy come with us?"

I shook my head, smiling bitterly. "He has someone he likes here, and he's not coming back."

She licked her lips. Still bemused, she asked, "Can you give him another chance? He promised he'll take me to kindy tomorrow."

"Fine, I'll give him another chance, then."

After putting Dora to sleep, I opened up that news article again. The couple was looking into each other's eyes lovingly. It was then I realized the man who promised me forever had a change of heart.

I opened up the ticket page and checked when the earliest train back to Riverton was. The earliest would come seven days later, the day he and Wendy got married.

I bought two tickets and went into the bathroom to wash myself up. When I came out, I ran into Zack, who just got home.

The heavy scent of roses immediately filled my nose. I frowned. More than six months had passed, yet I still could not get used to smelling her perfume on him every time he came back from Wendy's place.

Zack froze before he could hug me, then he pinched my cheek. "Are you angry again?"

I took a step back and looked into his eyes. They were still filled with love.

"Can you stop going to her place? I don't like sharing you with another woman, and I don't want her to have your baby."

I had told him how much I hated that countless times over the last six months, but he did not listen.

Zack did not get angry, but he heaved a sigh of resignation. "Stop this, Cynthia. You know the only way I can take over the Shaw family is if Wendy gives them the eldest grandson."

I held my tears back and spoke my mind. "Then, we're getting a divorce."

He was stunned. Confused, he asked, "But you agreed to this in the first place. Where did this come from?"

Zack was right. I did give him my blessing to be the husband for two wives, but six months ago, we agreed that Wendy would only be using IVF with his sperm to get pregnant.

At first, he stayed true to our agreement and gave nothing but cold shoulders to the woman who once humiliated him. As time went by, he started visiting her frequently. It was once a month at first, then twice a week, and now it was nearly every day.

I had lost count of how many nights I waited for him alone, staying up in bed.

Zack took my silence as a sign I could not come up with an answer, and he sighed again. "You know the Shaws hated that I married you. Now they're finally giving me a chance to get back into the fold. How am I supposed to choose?"