" All this years. I have tried to be a dutiful wife hoping you will love me eventually. No matter what effort I put on this marriage, you never really gave me a chance... Am I really this hateful? You never really listened to my end of the story about that night. All you do is listen to other people..." She laughed as she looked at the pen next to the drawer
Maria's voice trembled with a mix of sadness and anger as she continued, "You believe every word that comes out of Ivonne's mouth, don't you? You've never bothered to hear my side of the story, to understand the truth. You've let her poison your mind against me."Thompson's eyes narrowed, his face contorted with rage. "Don't you dare bring her into this! This is about you and your deceitful ways. I trusted you, and you betrayed me!"
Maria's laughter turned bitter, her eyes glistening with unshed tears. "Betrayal? You think I'm the one who betrayed you? Thompson, you have no idea what lengths Ivonne went to in order to trap you into marrying her. She orchestrated that night, she manipulated everything. You were not the target. I accidentally went into your room while trying to run from them but you never cared to listen to my end of the story. Even if I told you everything now, it will not change anything. "
Thompson's grip on the table tightened, his knuckles turning white. Confusion flickered across his face as he struggled to process Maria's words. The anger that had consumed him now mingled with a hint of doubt.
"Why would Ivonne do such a thing?" he asked, his voice laced with uncertainty.
Maria didn't answer him. If he wanted to know, he would've found out about long time ago. It has been years and nothing can be changed. Her marriage was dead even before it begun. The negative beginning was set to fall eventually. She was trying to hold on to the little hope of better future with him. There was no point being tied to a man who has no feelings for you. Her miserable life with him was enough for her.
Thompson's gaze wavered, his anger slowly giving way to a flicker of doubt. He had never considered the possibility that Ivonne could be behind the turmoil in his marriage. But as he looked into Maria's eyes, he saw a glimmer of truth and pain.
With trembling hands, Maria didn't wait to read the whole divorce paper and just signed it. It does not matter what he offered. She didn't want any of it. She just wanted to get out of hell she has been living. She signed and gave them to Thompson. That's what Thompson didn't expect. He thought since she married him for his fortune, she would fight for the marriage.
He somehow felt dissatisfied and pained. How could she just accept to sign the divorce just like that? What was she planning. From what he gathered form the people around her, she was a gold digger and would do anything to remain as the young madam of the Brown family. She was very manipulative that's how she got his father and mother to accept her into their home. But he had to accept what he got was somehow different from the woman he had seen over the years.
She was quite and always by herself and not an outdoor kind of person. How could such a person be manipulative? There was a hint of doubt but he them thought of how they got married in the first place.
" Just as the papers say, I will leave this house for you. I will also transfer 200 millions into your account tomorrow for your upkeep." He though she would be pleased but she didn't even answer him. He could see tears dropping down her cheek. and at the sight of clear water going down her cheek, he felt his heart pained. This was the first time he saw her tears. Though he heard her cried few nights in the room when he came in late from work.
" No need. I will move out of your house. I also don't need the money." She said as he walked out of the room in anger. How could she think of manipulating his feelings at this moment. He thought she was joking and trying to change his perspective of her. He smirked and walked away
Sitting in the dining room all alone, Maria thought about her life over and over. She cried bitterly silently all alone. She didn't even have anywhere to go. Ivonne and her mother had taken all the assets her father left behind after his death a year ago. The only thing under her name was the company that was going bankrupt. She didn't want to have to tire herself with the fights with the mother and daughter and handed over the company as well. She thought she could rely on Thompson all her life.
She didn't see the divorce coming.
And so, as the clock struck midnight, Maria extinguished the candles one by one, symbolizing the end of an era. With each flicker of the flame, a spark of determination ignited within her. The journey ahead would be arduous, but she knew deep in her heart that she deserved more.
As she left the table behind, the remnants of an anniversary dinner untouched, Maria took her first steps towards a future filled with hope and the promise of a love that would never again be shrouded in darkness.
She went to their room and she didn't find Thompson in the room. She sighed with relief thinking he probably left to his study and would not come back till morning. She had encountered the experience over and over. Her cold nights were all she knew. Not once
She went to their room and she didn't find Thompson in the room. She sighed with relief thinking he probably left to his study and would not come back till morning. She had encountered the experience over and over. Her cold nights were all she knew.Looking at the empty bed, her tears could not help but fall. She was lonelier that any single woman. She had a husband but she was all alone. A man that is supposed to protect her is the one fighting her. A man that is supposed to trust her is the one doubting her loyalty and motives. The man that is supposed to be her shield has turned out to be the one exposing her. She didn't have the strength to cry in darkness. She wanted to pick the little pieces that is left of her life and start over. That was what she thought. But Maria would never have thought her life will take a turn for the worseShe walked to the closet and changed into her pajamas. She didn't need to put too much effort into her pajamas. She raised the duvet and sli
“I’ll... make my own, then,” he muttered, feeling a strange sense of loss. It was just breakfast, but it symbolized so much more. He moved towards the kitchen, fumbling with the coffee machine and bread. He could feel Maria's presence in the garden, strong and distant. Her silence weighed on him. As he prepared his meal, Thompson’s mind raced. He had grown used to being in control, but this morning, he felt like a stranger in his own home. He had never seen Maria so resolute, so ready to move on. For the first time, he realized how much damage had been done, how deeply she had been hurt. But thinking of what kind of a woman she was, he knitted his brows. Were it not for the call he received in the morning he would not stoop so low to try and keep her a little longer. He was so angry when he received the call that he fell sick while he was a way, Maria was in deep thought and confusion. Between last night and this morning, what happened to this man. he seemed changed. His behavio
Tonight was a special day for Maria Brown. It marked the third anniversary of her marriage to Thompson Brown, a man who seemed to have everything: wealth, success, and a prominent presence in the business world. From the outside, their life together appeared to be a fairytale, a picture-perfect union of power and prestige.But behind closed doors, Maria's reality was far from idyllic. The opulent mansion they called home was filled with an eerie silence, a haunting reminder of the loneliness she endured day after day. Thompson, consumed by his own ambitions and desires, had little time for his wife. He never introduced her to his colleagues or appeared by her side at social events. Instead, he kept her hidden away, like a dark secret he was ashamed to acknowledge.As Maria prepared a lavish anniversary dinner, her heart ached with a mixture of anticipation and trepidation. She had spent the past three years yearning for the love and affection she believed she deserved, hoping that ton
" Today is our anniversary. At least have dinner with me. I prepared it for a long time." she said as soon as he got out of the shower. He looked at her for a moment and then it struck him he had never looked at her that closely. Maria is a woman of medium height, standing at around 5'6" with a graceful posture. She has lustrous, wavy chestnut brown hair that falls just below her shoulders. Her eyes are a warm hazel, often sparkling with curiosity and intelligence. Maria has a heart-shaped face with a sprinkling of freckles across her nose and cheeks, giving her a youthful and approachable look. He could not deny the slight emotion he felt when he looked at her and then he remembered he had something to discuss with herHe nodded as he watched her frail body move. He could remember the woman he met the night he was drugged at the silver star hotel. He met a woman lying on his bed and the next thing he knew he had slept with her. What made things worse was the fact that their photos w