Delusional Jane

Delusional Jane

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She was overjoyed when she saw her baby bump. After years of being told she was barren, she finally proved them wrong. But her happiness was short-lived. She discovered a shocking truth: her husband had a vasectomy. He lied to her and betrayed her trust. She decided to end their contract marriage and start a new life. But fate had other plans. She learned another shocking truth: her father didn’t want her to have a child because of a mysterious family disease. Now she is caught in a web of lies, secrets, and delusions. How will she escape? How will she protect her child? How will she claim her power? Find out in DELUSIONAL JANE, a thrilling story of a woman’s quest for love and justice. Exclusively on GoodNovel.

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Chapter 1

Episode 1

"And I now pronounce you, man and wife," echoed the priest's voice in my head as I gazed at the shattered pieces of the glassware my husband had used to frame our wedding picture.

It was the same glassware he picked up and shattered, as if it were nothing. One would think something so valuable should be treasured. But not in my case. I had considered myself a fortune, a prize, but it was all a delusional illusion.

Was all this for a man who would never love me? I couldn't help but wonder.

"Now that we are married, we can finally divide our shares and part ways as if we never met," he had said those exact words to me on our wedding night. I was dumbstruck, but I held onto a glimmer of hope.

Winning his love was no easy task. He had already made up his mind that he would never fall in love or get married. Yet, there I was, entangled in my own web of delusions, trying to make him love me.

"Men can only change when they want to change," my sister's warning echoed in my mind as if it were yesterday.

"But I'll make him see that I'm worthy of his change," I had replied to my sister's caution.

"How could I have let myself down like this?" I asked myself, snapping back to reality. The reality that I had been deceiving myself all these years, yet a glimmer of hope still lingered in my heart.

I hoped that it would all go away, that it would come to an end. Yes, another round of my delusional thoughts.

"Rick, no, please," I pleaded with my husband on my knees as he practically dragged me towards the exit of the house.

"I'm sorry, I won't bring it up again," I pleaded through tears. You may be wondering what it was that I promised not to mention again, which made my husband destroy a frame worth a fortune.

He had packed his small travel bag, preparing to stay away for days. Again. It had become his habit to leave whenever we had a minor argument.

He was always searching for reasons to escape from me, no matter how trivial. I was always careful not to say anything that would anger him, but that afternoon was a different situation altogether.

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"I just want a baby!" I yelled after Rick dismissed me when I mentioned having a child.

"How many times do I have to tell you..."

"You've told me plenty of things, countless times, but what you haven't told me is that you don't want me to have a child!"

"You've called me barren, you've acted frustrated every time I get my period, but you've never supported me in finding a solution to our childlessness."

"I'm simply asking you to come with me to the doctor!" I said, the pain evident in my voice. I was surprised at the courage I had mustered to say all that.

I had always been submissive to my husband, never raising my voice in an effort to please him and make him love me. I believed that his ideal woman was one who submitted, yet he grew angry at my mere existence.

"I will do no such thing! I am a man, the man of this house, and whatever I say goes," he snapped, stomping his feet on the ground.

"It's just a harmless test!" I argued, and in his rage, he grabbed the wedding frame and hurled it to the ground, shattering it into pieces.

"Enough!" he thundered.

"When we entered into this marriage, didn't you understand that it was merely a contract? That you have no right to propose anything or even speak to me until our contract is over?" He approached me,

and with each step he took, I involuntarily moved two inches back. I was terrified of that man.

"I understood, but..." I tried to complete my sentence, then I saw a flower vase hurtling towards me, and I quickly ducked.

Did he just throw a vase at me, intending to hit me? Wasn't that supposed to be the last straw? I should have drawn the line, but I didn't.

Instead, I fell to the floor, collecting the broken pieces of the glass frame, tears streaming down my face, clinging to false hopes. Meanwhile, he rushed into his bedroom, packing his clothes to spend the weekend with one of his mistresses.

I frantically looked around, desperately searching for my phone, but it was nowhere to be found. I dashed into our bedroom, or what was supposed to be our matrimonial bedroom. However, it had transformed into a sanctuary for his special mistresses. "Special" mistresses, as he had thousands, but only those closest to his heart were allowed access to our sacred space.

"You shouldn't be upset. After all, it's not a real marriage," I recalled him saying those exact words to me. It was the day I mustered the courage to voice my concerns to my husband.

"No, Rick, you have no right!" I snapped at him when he asked me to move my belongings from our matrimonial bedroom to the guest room downstairs. The thought of being separated from him was unbearable. How could I ever get closer to my goal of making him love me if I was pushed away? I pondered, although deep down, I knew the answer.

"Jane, don't make me regret the contract that made you my wife. I can't breathe when you're around. I need my space!" I remembered his words, delivered with an unsettling calmness. It was a cruel thing to say, yet he effortlessly and calmly uttered those hurtful phrases.

Did I protest against leaving the bedroom? Of course, I did. However, the resounding slap he delivered, accompanied by the terrifying warnings never to question him again, were enough to make me comply.

"Get yourself and your filthy belongings out of my room," his voice echoed in my mind as if it were yesterday. Yet, I continued to deceive myself with the twisted illusion that these were just his outbursts of anger—an illusion, as my sister would put it.

My entire family believed I had lost my mind. "Sweetheart, do you need a doctor? I can call one right away," my mother's voice echoed in my head, reminding me of the concern in her eyes as she held my head, searching for any signs of injury.

If I didn't know any better, I would have thought she was having a heart attack the moment she discovered that my marriage to Rick was merely a contract.

"Ayyiii! Jane! What have you done?!" Her cries reverberated in my mind, and hot tears streamed down my face.

I stared intently at my matrimonial bed, as if my gaze could make it vanish completely. But it remained, a constant reminder of my shattered illusions. Just another one of my delusional thoughts.

"I've always wanted you to marry someone you love, someone who loves you back! Get out of that prison you call a marriage!" My mother's voice echoed in my mind, and I recalled my stubborn and defiant self, refusing to leave even with the visible bruise on my cheekbone caused by Rick's slap, a bruise my mother couldn't ignore.

My phone rang loudly, jolting me back to reality. I followed the sound, and there it was, tucked away in his drawer, dancing to the buzzing vibration. Glancing at the caller ID, I saw that it was Rick. Did he forget that he had confiscated my phone and locked it away?

I watched as the phone continued to ring, torn between answering the call and letting it ring until he remembered what he had done. Guess which thoughts prevailed.

I chose to completely ignore the call and waited until he was finished. Afterward, I retrieved my phone from the drawer and dialed my sister's number. She was my best friend and confidante, the one who had been there to comfort me and tirelessly tried to rescue me from this marriage. She was my sole remaining friend, as I had lost touch with everyone else since I couldn't attend social gatherings anymore.

Why, you may wonder? It was because of the frequent bruises I carried, and on the occasions I was bruise-free, Rick wouldn't allow me to go out. He claimed he didn't like the way other men looked at me and preferred that I stayed home.

Oddly enough, that made me feel a bit flattered. Knowing that he found me attractive brought some relief, or perhaps it was just my delusions taking hold again? I questioned myself inwardly.

"Hey, Sheba," I greeted with a shaky voice once the call connected.

"Jane, I'm married too, you know. You can't keep expecting me to abandon my husband to tend to your marriage. I've told you countless times to leave that man!" She yelled over the phone after I recounted the afternoon's events and how Rick had packed his bags once again. She was clearly exasperated with me and my stubbornness, but I remained determined to find love where there was none.

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Rita Wilson
I read it all in one day. I hope author continues soon. Hopefully this last guy isn't using her.
2023-11-28 01:10:35
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Delinda Schumacher
137 chapters 11-8-23
2023-11-08 22:34:56
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linovikiba9
Very interesting and full of suspense. Please I hope Jane find a nice guy...
2023-11-08 16:45:18
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EllaRose
Hello everyone! Kindly drop a comment about what you think of this book. Drop your critics as well so I can serve you better!
2023-11-08 02:19:53
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138 Chapters
Episode 1
"And I now pronounce you, man and wife," echoed the priest's voice in my head as I gazed at the shattered pieces of the glassware my husband had used to frame our wedding picture. It was the same glassware he picked up and shattered, as if it were nothing. One would think something so valuable should be treasured. But not in my case. I had considered myself a fortune, a prize, but it was all a delusional illusion. Was all this for a man who would never love me? I couldn't help but wonder. "Now that we are married, we can finally divide our shares and part ways as if we never met," he had said those exact words to me on our wedding night. I was dumbstruck, but I held onto a glimmer of hope. Winning his love was no easy task. He had already made up his mind that he would never fall in love or get married. Yet, there I was, entangled in my own web of delusions, trying to make him love me. "Men can only change when they want to change," my sister's warning echoed in my mind as i
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Episode 2
"Well, what did he say?" My sister Sheba asked, her eyes locked onto me as if I were presenting her with a contract. Impatience radiated from her. I stared at the tea in my hand, searching for the right words to convey my predicament. How could I tell her that I was the problem without outright saying it? ... She had hurriedly left her own home as soon as she heard that he had laid a finger on me. It was a desperate lie, an attempt to draw her into my delusion. "So? Where is that mad man?!" She shouted, impatient and panting as if she had just finished a marathon, awaiting her victory like a queen. She was visibly agitated, ready to hit anyone or anything for my sake. As touched as I was by her concern, I was also apprehensive about telling her that he hadn't actually harmed me. I faked it. I faked another bruise on my arm, using a knife to cut myself before her visit to my house. "Oh my days, did he do this to you?" She asked, carefully examining my arm in anger. "I
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Episode 3
I drove slowly to the gym this time, taking the opportunity to process my thoughts and calm down. I was feeling jittery, and my palms were still sweaty from the revelation earlier. "Your husband has been a liar all this while," the words of the doctor echoed in my mind as I clutched the result papers in my hand. It confirmed my suspicions, and I couldn't believe that my husband had been deceiving me for so long. "I told you so! I always knew something was off with that man," Sheba's voice rang in my ears. She had been skeptical of my husband from the beginning, and now her concerns were proven right. "I will tell mama," she had threatened, reaching for her phone. I pleaded with her not to involve our mother at that moment. It would only complicate things further, and I wanted to handle the situation discreetly. "Okay, fine. But you have to make that divorce process quick, or else," she warned, leaving me with no choice but to promise her that I would initiate the divorce pro
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Episode 4
I woke up to the enticing aroma of freshly baked bread and croissants, accompanied by my favorite brand of juice. As I slowly opened my eyes, I couldn't believe what I saw. There was a bouquet of flowers on my dressing table, and there stood my husband, entering my room with a food tray filled with various delicious meals, including eggs and bacon. To say that I was touched would be an understatement. It was completely out of character for him, as he had never treated me this way before. I looked at him suspiciously, wondering what his intentions were, as he approached me with a wide grin and the tray in his hands. "Rick, what are you doing?" I rubbed my eyes, trying to make sure I wasn't still dreaming or experiencing some sort of aftereffect. "I'm serving your breakfast, honey," he said, and I was shocked. Did he just call me that? He had never used such endearing terms before—it was always Jane or woman. This sudden change in behavior puzzled me. "Yes, I can see that, but
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Episode 5
“Get away from me you asshole!” I screamed, pushing him hard away from me that he hit his back against the walls of the door.“What do you think you’re doing?! Don’t you have a wife?” I yelled in exasperation and even though, I wanted to feel that sense of love again, I really wanted him to get away from me. “It is men like you who ruin homes and drive their wives crazy, so the get a divorce!” I added and he just stood there, staring at me as though he had nothing to say but hell, I had more than a lot to say to him.“And so this makes me what? A bitch? A dry man who wants nothing but to be inside a wet pussy? Come on Jane! I don’t even have a wife!” He barked and I was shocked at his resounding words. What did he mean he didn’t have a wife.“Oh you’re a fine one to deny your wife. What did I expect anyways?” I scoffed, returning back to the sink to complete what I had started.“I mean it, I would never lie to you or to anyone else. Bianca is not my wife and I can prove it,” he said,
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Episode 6
I immediately pulled out my phone and recorded the scene. At that point, the people in the room were begging. It was my sister’s husband. The same man we called severally to come pick his wife up. Is that how he usually behaved with her? Has my sister been hiding how shitty her husband is too? “Lying bastards,” I spat to him, the lady who was with him and my husband, Rick. Oh, how I wasn’t even moved by seeing my husband there. It was very normal and usual to see him. He wasn’t even begging. But I was indeed shocked to my marrows to see Vincent, my sister’s husband.“Wait, wait, Jane, don’t tell Sheba please,” he pleaded and I let out a very loud cackle.“What do you take me for? Like who exactly do you think I am? Not to tell my sister about how shitty you are? You must be mad,” I scoffed, still holding my phone up, recording.“It’s the work of the alcohol, I was drunk. I’m still drowsy from all the drinking and partying, it’s just an honest mistake, Jane please, don’t,” he pleaded,
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Episode 7
………..“What are you doing in my home?!” I thundered, catching Rick for the first time with a woman on our matrimonial bed. I had just gotten back from a visit to my sisters. And Rick and I had just made love the previous night. He had promised me the world, he had promised me he would change. But I was still seeing the same version of him before me and even worse. That was the umpteenth time he had promised me of a change. What was I thinking believing him all of those times? Or was that what it was? Maybe I just decided to ignore the fact that he wasn’t mine or maybe it was something more.“Get out! Both of you!” I charged at the both of them but Rick wasn’t having it. “Jane! Stop this bullshit! Leave us alone now!” He thundered and I stood there like a hopeless sheep in the woods. Did he just disrespect me in the presence of his mistress? Was it a crime to love someone? Did he just ask me to leave the both of them in my matrimonial bed?“In case you have forgotten so quickly Rick, t
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Episode 8
My sister was always an early riser while me, well I was just me. The incidents of the previous night just flashed like a movie in my head. I slowly got up from my bed, caressing my head because I had a terrible headache from my hangover. I was quite surprised my sister was up and doing that morning.“Hey, Jane. Good morning,” she cooed, smiling like a butterfly that had enough nectar.“Good morning Sheba,” I said, smiling dryly and slowly getting up from my bed weakly and trying to process what was going on that morning“Come, get up. You always wake up late! I thought you’ve let go of that habit,” she said, tapping my feet which made my eyes a bit clearer to look around my room and it was an absolute mess.“Sheba, I’ve got a huge headache. Please allow me to sleep for god’s sake!” I whined, slumping back into my bed.“Not on my watch missy!” She yelled grabbing me by my left leg and dragging me all the way off my bed.“Hey! I don’t want to fall!” I yelled, supporting myself with my
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Episode 9
“No no Jane,” she persisted, getting up from her seat and making me sit down. She offloaded the tray and nudged me to eat.“You have to eat first, so you won’t pass out. You haven’t eaten in days!” She yelled and I instantly felt really bad for her. She’s a very good and kind person and didn’t deserve this happening to her. I thought of over a million ways I could convey the message to her but it just wasn’t working. I couldn’t bring myself to do it. I couldn’t bring myself to deliver such terrible news. But I needed to let her know. Just hopefully, she wouldn’t be as delusional as I was in my marriage.“The food wasn’t cooked to be stared at now,” she pressed. She walked over to my bed and sat on the edge with a coffee in her hand. I was sure she wasn’t going to leave until I had eaten something. I took a quick look at my sister. Beautiful woman with short red hair. Her curves bulging out through that black trouser she wore with a red peplum shirt. She had a little tattoo on the back
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Episode 10
..................“No! You don't understand. I need you. I need you by my side all the time!” I pleaded with Rick. We had just graduated high school and it was time for us to part ways. Rick and I were high school sweethearts. We won couple of the year every single year till we graduated high school. I just didn’t understand why he wanted to move to a different city.“I know that beautiful. But my life is in France, pursuing art. We will still talk. We’ll still keep in touch. Our love won’t ever die,” he said cupping my face in his hands. I was already ruining my mascara with the tears pouring down from my face. He had invited me out to dinner with the text that read, “We Need To Talk.”I thought my love life with him was over and I was head over heels for him. I didn’t want to lose him to any woman at all. “You know that’s not possible. You know it’s impossible to keep up with loving you from so far. Who will get me flowers? Who will I hug and kiss when it’s winter? Who would I fuck
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