Chapter 4

Avelina blinked her eyes open, grunting in pain. A hiss of distress fled her mouth, and she raised her head to look at her surroundings. She shook her head, and with all the strength she could muster, she sat up off the cold floor. She breathed calmly, and once she was no longer feeling dizzy, she stood up on her feet and staggered towards her bed.

       She reached for her phone, lying near her. She quickly dialed her fiancé’s number and waited while it rang. A few seconds passed, and no response came. She dialed his number again, but just like before, no response came.

       "Ileus..." she whispered his name and proceeded to try again. She tried six more times before he finally picked up.

       “You whore! What are you calling me for?” His aggressive voice resounded from the other side of the phone.

       "I-ileus, I can explain. Please-"

       “What do you think of me, Avelina? I know that I don't have as much as he does, but I have enough connections to know when my fiancé is going behind my back! I am not the richest man in the whole world, but why? Why would you fucking cheat on me on a fucking date that I took you to?”

       "No, Ileus, no. No…that’s not-"

       “I bet you had so much fun with him. You must have enjoyed it quite a lot. After all, it was your first time.” He chuckled painfully on the other side of the phone.

       Avelina’s heart dropped to her stomach, and she covered her mouth to prevent herself from crying out loud. "Ileus, please hear me out," She pleaded.

       “Hear you out? Pffft! You are really funny, you know! You still have the guts to ask me to hear you out. You have hurt me so much, Avelina! I chose you over your sister, but you hurt me like this! Anyway, I am happy to announce to you that our engagement is off, and yes, your sister is now my fiancée. I made a mistake by letting her go for your whore ass, but I won't do it again. Take care, Avelina. You will be invited to the wedding as well.” He hung up the phone, and Avelina, who was completely speechless, brought the phone away from her ear.

       She stared at the blank screen, and hot tears began to drop from her eyes as she sobbed silently. She slowly stood up from the bed and wobbled towards the mirror. She stood in front of it and gazed at her pitiful self.

       She abruptly began to laugh crazily, and in anger, she punched the mirror, smashing it into pieces. "I hate you all! I HATE ALL OF YOU!" she shouted in despair, anger, and sadness and breathed heavily to calm herself down. She stared at her bruised face and body, filled with wounds. Her hands balled into tight fists, and angrily, she turned around and walked towards the door. She pulled the handle but stilled on realizing that it was locked.

       She was.... locked in there.

       "Are you kidding me?" she questioned herself in disbelief, and with rage now steaming up in her, she furiously kicked the door continuously. Until it broke off and fell to the ground with an audible thud.

       She might as well let out all her frustration now. It’s not like they would ever love her, accept her, or even consider her family, so what is there to lose? She stormed down the corridor towards a specific door, and once there, she turned the door handle and pushed the door open. She stepped inside to see Rosalia seated on the bed, squealing in excitement as she admired the ring on her finger.

       Avelina’s rage bubbled even more, and she stormed towards her. She gripped her by the hair and slapped her hard across the face.

       "This was all you, right? It was you that did this to me, right?!" she questioned.

      Roselia began to scream as though Avelina had stabbed her with a knife. "Dad!! Dad!!" she called in a high voice.

       Frustrated by the fact that she was still pretending even at a moment like this, Avelina furiously pushed her down on the bed and looked at her with misery in her eyes. "You are such a horrible person! This was all you ever wanted!" she yelled and began punching her heavily in the face at the same time.

       "Avelina!!" The angry voice of the first wife, Mrs. Flora, resounded, but regardless, Avelina didn't stop.

       "Get off my daughter, you disgrace of a human being!" Mrs. Flora moved to pull her off Roselia, but in rage, Avelina pushed her as well, leading to her falling to the ground.

       Even though it wasn't such a serious fall, she began to cry out as though Avelina had hurt her. At the sound of her voice, Mr. Ferguson rushed into the room and stilled the instant his eyes took in the scene.

       "You wench!!" he shouted in anger and furiously pulled Avelina off Roselia. He threw her to the floor and vigorously began to kick her in rage. "Who do you think you are?" he questioned her and gave her this heavy kick that sent her back, causing her to painfully hit the wall.

       Blood quickly rushed to her throat, and she spurted out a mouthful of blood. Mr. Ferguson stormed towards her and gripped her by the hair. He lifted her head and furiously slapped her across the face.

       "You know, I didn't want to do this before, but now, I believe I know how to make use of you. Take her to the room, immediately," he ordered, and one of the bodyguards carefully lifted Avelina into his arms.

       He carried her to her room, and Avelina, who didn’t have the strength to struggle or do anything of the sort, allowed him.

       He took her to her room and carefully laid her down on the bed.

       "Take care, Miss Avelina," the bodyguard said this to her with a sympathetic look in his eyes and walked out of the room.

       She watched as he closed the door and two drops of hot tears fell from her eyes, dropping onto the bed.