Escaping My Arranged Marriage With My Biker Student のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 11 - チャプター 20

MazikeenSitting, I look at Edward. Lovely Lucinda is relaxing in the bath that he ran for her, something he never did for me because, in his words, ‘Men shouldn’t pamper women in that way’.“I listened to your side Edward, and I do not agree. To me, you’re cheating on me. You didn’t discuss it with me. You spoke to my parents and kept me out of it.”His head shakes. “It was a surprise. You want a baby. I’m trying to fix that for you.”“No Edward, fixing it would be you agreeing to us both getting tested to find the issue. Not you deciding to bring in some random woman to sleep with every night.” I swear, he’s blind, or maybe just delusional? My parents have him up high, and he thinks nothing can touch him.I can, and I will quickly shove him off that high step and laugh as he falls.“You’re focusing too much on me sleeping with her, not the fact you get a baby from it,” he argues.“Here is where I am. If you want to continue sleeping with her, I’m gone. This marriage is over, and I w

MazikeenThe first thing I did this morning before even getting ready for work and lessons was call and put an offer in on an old, broken, rundown cabin.It won’t be perfect, far from it, but it won’t have Edward and Lucinda there. I’m hoping I have confirmation by this weekend, and then I am set to leave.When I left for work this morning, Edward seemed to think I was fine, that I was just having a bad day, and that I didn’t actually mean what I said.He’s going to be shocked today when he gets a call saying I requested divorce papers. I said he had a week, but he doesn’t. I just need time to find a place to live.The lessons have gone well so far, and weirdly, I am looking forward to the one with King. Sitting in the staff room, I don’t eat. I just hold the coffee and consider how Edward is going to react to this divorce.“Hey.” A voice says, and I look up to Roseanne. I think that’s her name. She teaches physics.“Hi,” I give her a

MazikeenI wake up and hear Edward in the shower. I use the time to grab my bags and put them in the car. Depending on how things are at the cabin, I will move in today.Once I have done it, I grab the envelope off the floor at the door. I walk to the kitchen and cook myself something quick before sitting.Opening the envelope, I see the divorce papers. Signing them, I leave them in the middle of the table and wait. I watch as Lucinda walks in. She smiles at me and sits.My eyes turn away from her and I hear Edward enter as I'm finishing eating."Where's food?" He stands looking at me."It's called a fridge; that is where the food is. That there," I say, pointing at the cooker. "It's a cooker. It's where you cook. And these here, are divorce papers and a pen, so sign." I slide them over, and he stares at me."I thought you realised last night, that this wasn't happening," he stands waiting."I thought you real

KingMazikeen is a good liar, shit I had no idea that she was fuckin' married. None whatsoever. I left her in that room and knew tomorrow, I would get more answers.Climbin' onto the bike, I ride back to the club. I want to find out the truth about her soon-to-be ex-husband. Scrap that shit. I want to find out the truth 'bout her. She married at seventeen, which ain't shit, but considerin' the fact he's like twice her age?Na, that shit isn't normal. Stopping at the club, I walk in and take my seat."Ya late boy, again," my dad, King, looks at me."Got shit to sort," I shrug. "What's on topic today?" I ask, tryin' to push the conversation away from me."The Bears, that's what." Colt grins."Production keeps getting halted 'cause of their problems with local police," Toes speaks, and I laugh."We got choices to make, votes to make. Throw the

Maz POVEdward stands smiling at me. I can't go back with him, but I also can't let King see him. I'm stuck right now. The knocking gets louder."Maz, answer the fuckin' door!" King's voice shouts from outside. Slowly, I walk to the door and open it. King smirks at me. "Ya hidin' from me, babe?"My head shakes, and I keep it down. "Busy, that's all," I whisper. He moves and grips my chin to raise my head. His eyes go to my face."What happened? Don't fuckin' lie," he asks, and I glance behind to see bikes and others standing waiting."It doesn't matter now, it's basically healed. You need to leave," I say, and I go to close the door, but his foot gets in the way."He 'ere?""Is who here, King?" I ask."The soon-to-be ex-husband, that's fuckin' who," he shouts, and my head shakes."Not seen him," I reply. His head drops, and he sighs.