Chapter 7

Brielle's POV

My heart sank into my belly and my hand started to shake. I was amazed and at the same time angry.

I reached out for my phone which was lying deep in my handbag and dialed Albert's digits at once. His phone rang but he refused to pick his phone.

Is he trying to ignore me now? This has to be some kind of sick joke.

I dialed his number for the second time while making up my mind on what to do next if he refuses to take his call.

I doubt if the call barely rang when I heard his voice coming from the other side of the phone and as I had expected it started off with an apology. I kept quiet to hear it all from him before pouring out my heart.

“This wasn't the way I wanted things to be, Brielle, but right now, things are beyond my control and I just have to do what's best for us.  All I need you to do is to trust me. That's all I'm asking of you”

I let out a soft chuckle at how stupid he must have perceived me to be.

“I'm sorry Albert, but you've got the wrong girl on this. This whole thing is a sham and you know it. Did I just hear you say ‘us’?”

“There is no us, Albert. At least not any that I know of. So,  cut me the slack. You're only doing what's best for you. What do you even know that's best for me?”

“This whole thing? It should never have happened in the first place”

I kept on pouring my anger on the man on the other side of the phone who is obviously trying to prey on my weakness. How could he do this to me?

“Brielle, what did you just say?” Albert questioned. 

“I don't ever want to hear you say that ever again. I married you because I was attracted to you” He said. 

How am I even supposed to believe that?

“I'm sorry Albert, but you heard me right. This whole thing? I regret saying it, but it's not working. It's just a facade. Seems you have forgotten the main reason you married me and aren't you the same thing you were trying to avoid? So why did you come to me?”

“What do you want me to do?” Albert asked with his voice low, barely above a whisper.

“I need a damn explanation. I need to know why this is happening, "I retorted.

“Ugh? Now you need an explanation? The last time I checked, you said I was as free as a bird and…”

“You know what?” I interrupted.

“You can forget about it and you can take my word for it. You are absolutely as free as a bird. There should be more pregnant women in your house by morning. Setting a target won't be bad”

“So…”

“Please I am not finished” I cut him off

“The last thing I need is your offer. I will be fine. I have always been, even before I knew your name”. 

He kept quiet after that and I knew at once that my words got to him. The next word that came out of his mouth was eight letter words, my name.

“Brielle” he called out like my name was meant to be whispered.

“That's my name,  Albert,” I retorted.

“Can you please stop making this harder than it has already been? I only came up with a solution after I've been able to make some important considerations”. 

“Really? You're such a problem solver and I am impressed. Why does everyone in your family feel like they can just treat people like trash and get away with it? First it was your mother, then your sister and now you?”

By this time, my blood has already started to boil.

“I won't have you insult my family. Don't you think you're forgetting something?” Albert said, this time his baritone was firmer.

“Oh yes, I did forget something. Forgive my manners. Your Diana included. Maybe you all should stop treating people like they're less of humans” I lent my unsolicited advice.

He paused for a while before giving out a heavy sigh of relief that I could hear him.

“Don't you think you should give my mother some respect?” He retorted like a command..

“I am sorry, Albert but if your mother needs my respect then she has to earn it. How do you disrespect someone and expect them to lay on the floor and worship you?”

“My mother would never disrespect anyone” He defended.

“Not like she has a reason to,” I said sarcastically.

“My mother has not even spoken to you personally before”

“Is that so?” I chuckled.

A mix of worry and anxiousness in his voice as he asked “Did my mother say anything to you?”

Is he trying to be ignorant or is he really is? Even the cloud knows that his mother cringes at the sight of me, like I'm some dirt. She would do anything to have me out of her son's life. 

The phone was still pressed against my right ear when I heard the voice of his second witch. She seemed to know that I was the one over the phone.

“Who is that on the phone? Do you need me to keep some people where they belong? I'll gladly do that for you” what a volunteer.

“There's no one you want to know,” He replied.

“Isn't that Brielle?” She asked.

“Give it a rest” Albert replied to her.

“Your baby wants to hear you talk to him” Diana said trying to distract his attention from the call and she did succeed. I got tired of the whole thing and ended the call on them and continued with the thought of what to do next.

Albert has literally done the opposite of what he promised on our wedding day. 

Which sane man chooses his baby mama over his wife?