Todos los capítulos de The Cruel Husband Who Regretted Losing Me: Capítulo 51 - Capítulo 60

CollinsI walked into the company building in a bad mood. My assistant carried my suitcase, and we both entered the lift.“Do I have any scheduled meetings today?” I asked. My tone must have sounded colder than I intended because Mark answered immediately.“One meeting, sir.”“What time?”“This morning.”I wasn't in the mood for any meeting.“Postpone it and reschedule it for tomorrow afternoon.”“But, sir...”“Just do as I said.”When we entered my office, he placed my suitcase in its usual spot, within arm's reach of my desk. As he turned to leave, I stopped him. I was curious about what he had wanted to say in the lift.“Mark.”He turned around slowly. Instead of looking at me, his eyes remained fixed on my desk.“What were you trying to say?”“The investors are eager to meet with you, sir. They've been waiting for this meeting. I couldn't schedule it because you were busy and, besides, I thought you needed time with your wife since she just got pregnant...”I rose to my feet the m

RebeccaThe word Typing... stayed on my phone screen.Every passing second made my heart beat faster.How many words is he trying to type?Then his message finally appeared."The woman I am married to broke my heart."I stared at the screen.Why had it taken him so long to write just one sentence?I took a deep breath before replying. I needed to be careful. I couldn't be too direct. To him, I was nothing more than a stranger."Let me get something straight. Are you using me to pass the time? Since you're married, I don't think anything meaningful can come out of this."Before he could reply, I sent another message."Is there no way you can forgive your wife?"Several minutes passed before he replied."How do you expect me to forgive a woman who wouldn't let me touch her, yet she's pregnant with another man's child?"My fingers froze above the keyboard.I didn't know how to answer.Before I could think of a reply, another message appeared."Why am I suddenly telling you about my marri

RebeccaI was in the kitchen, almost done making dinner, when the doorbell rang. If I stepped away from the chicken that was already drying out in the hot oil, it would burn. As I quickly scooped the deboned pieces from the frying pan, the bell rang again.I wasn't expecting anyone. The only person that came to mind was our security guard."Please, wait," I murmured to myself, knowing he couldn't hear me.I was wearing a pink apron over a thin rope-strapped gown that reached below my knees.By the time the doorbell rang for the third time, I had already reached the door. It wasn't locked. If it had been the security guard, he would have let himself in after ringing once and waited in the sitting room until I came out.I wrapped my hand around the handle and pulled the door open.The sight before me caught me completely off guard."Hey..."For a few seconds, I couldn't say a word. My eyes travelled from his smiling face to his broad chest, well-defined abs, long legs, and finally to hi

My hands remained on the doorframe for a long moment.He didn't say another word. Instead, he stood up and slowly made his way to the bathroom.More than anything, I wanted to rebuild our relationship.I walked over to the sofa and sat down to wait for him.A few moments later, I heard him vomiting. When I felt he needed help, I stood up, just at the bathroom door, he stopped the vomiting and he sighed heavily.Next, I heard the shower running. The sound continued much longer than I expected. I couldn't imagine standing under a cold shower for that long without catching a fever.Finally, the shower stopped.When Collins came out this time, his steps were much better, having or no sign that he had got drunk.A towel was wrapped around his waist, and I found myself admiring the man I had always longed to touch but had never truly been able to.“You stayed?” he asked, looking in my direction.“Where else would I go? You are the man who breathes love into my life.”He immediately walked o

Rebecca“You mean you've been suffering through all of this? But the last time we chatted, everything was going so well, and I was so happy for you.”I could feel the comfort of the bed I was lying on. Maria was sitting at the edge of the bed, holding my hand.The creaking of the door made both of us turn towards it, and the familiar hospital smell became even stronger.It was Andrew, Maria's husband. The first thing I noticed was his well-groomed beard.When he reached the bed, he placed his hand on his wife's shoulder.“Good news Rebecca,” he smiled and added, “the doctor said everything is fine with you, your baby is very okay and we can go home.”I looked back at them, and both of them were staring at me. My baby part of it made me more relaxed.“You heard what the doctor said, Rebecca. Come and stay with me for some time, if that's what you want.”When I managed to sit on the edge of the bed like Maria, my feet touching the cold floor, I knew I had to say something.“Maria!” I lo