Chapter 6: Eric’s Game

Eric’s POV

I stumped out of Emily’s presence with so much rage but I did try to keep it cool. What a struggle!

“One could likely think I am bipolar. Luckily I haven’t been diagnosed with that. Yet.” I thought to myself with a slight grin on my face. But who on earth does she think she is!? 

Well, to be fair, I was the one who asked for a divorce in the first place and that's only because she caught me cheating.

Typical Emily! Always snooping around places she isn't meant to be.

I tried to bring my anger down to about thirty per cent before I walked back to her face again.

A part of me felt elated to see her frozen and still gazing at me as I paced around the house to cool off. 

What an awesome sight to behold.

“I do not want a divorce anymore.” I smiled as I walked towards where she stood.

“But why? You asked for this. And I am giving you what you asked for.”

“You made me beg Eric. I begged you to stay. I was willing to stay. But you pushed me out like I murdered your mother.”

“And now you want me back like nothing happened? No Way Eric! I am not some piece of paper that you could toss around just like that. She said shakily.

“Well, you are my piece of paper Emily. Just like one of these pieces on the floor”

I picked up one of the pieces from the divorce papers I had just torn and waved it in her face.

One could clearly see the tears build up in her eyes as I waved the torn paper in her face. 

“She deserves this, right?” I tried to strongly convince myself.

Because women are meant to submit to our instructions as men but not Emily. Emily was too outspoken. Almost like she tried to challenge me every time I spoke. 

It was obvious that she sensed that I was cheating but she finally outdid herself by snooping around the places I took as my comfort zone.

“I don't get it, Eric. why don't you want to let me go?” 

“Because I am still in love with you Emily. You must be so blind to not have guessed that.”

I needed to tell her something. Love was far from what I felt for her. But a part of me knows that I can have her just at the tip of my fingers. It was very easy to control Emily.

All these other ladies out there want a part of my money. But Emily, all she craves for is the love and affection from any man who could give that to her, and I can give that to her. I guess.

‘This is not love. And I know that I do not want this anymore.”

“How do you plan to defend the fact that you weren't the one who tore the divorce papers yourself?” I successfully tried to show her that no one was ever going to believe her.

“But I had signed them. I already signed them” She pointed to the torn pieces on the floor again.

I stared at her as she looked through the torn pieces on the floor to find some sort of evidence or whatever it was she was looking for.

“Look at this. I signed this because I was finally done with you” She finally found the part that had her signature on it.

Waving the piece of paper in front of me, she eagerly waited for a response in return.

A smirk grew on my face out of pity for her ignorant self.

“It’s your word against mine and we both know who is going to get favoured with this”

“Have some more water if you like. You look dehydrated from all that crying” I headed for the couch. My legs had had enough of the standing.

She picked up some of the torn papers and shoved them into her bag immediately. 

What did she think that would do for her? I thought as I watched her soak into her misery.

“Eric, please. I think it was evident that this marriage is over from the day you threw me out and it had been difficult for me because I did love you”

“How about now!.. Do you still love me?”

She struggled to utter a word. It was obvious a part of her wanted to scream a big no to my face. Her lips parted as though she was about to say a word but she couldn't.

“That's what I thought. Well, at least you got the message and you're here.”

I could see the disgust written all over her face even though she tried so hard to hide it. But the self-pity in those eyes made me even happier. 

“Eric, What do you mean?”

“The messages. Were you the one behind it?” she took a few slow steps back like she had just seen a ghost.

“Surpriseee! I thought you should have decoded that by now. Are you that slow?” I let out a slight chuckle at the sight of her tears.

“But why? Why would you go the extra mile to send those kinds of threatening messages to me?” her eyes blinked quickly and tears finally rolled down those cheeks.

“Because you deserve it, Emily!”

“Can't you see? We could have been a happy home if you sat in your place and maintained your position as the woman of this house”

“I made sure you were comfortable. I gave you everything you needed! The money, the food, the sex! I know for a fact you can't deny how goooood the sex was Emily. You loved every bit of it” 

“I worshipped your body like it was gold. The sight of your thighs alone made me thirst for you. I loved you!”

“Did you!? Is this what being loved feels like?” Her voice was so shaky from the tears she was struggling with but I had to interject.

“I do all this for you Emily and what do I get in return? A snooping wife!”

At this point, I drew every response I gave from the piled-up rage I held in me. Yet, surprisingly the sight of her weakness made me want her back again.

We stared at each other nearly face to face. My fists clenched from the anger and frustration I had just released. I won't deny that a part of me felt like I was enjoying this.

“I need to leave. I have had enough of this.” She tried to pick up the rest of the torn pieces from the floor.

Her eyes were swollen from all the tears and the veins on her neck popped out like she had screamed her lungs away. 

I'm certain she was this close to yelling out the whole anger at me but she kept it cool. 

How was she able to do that, despite how extremely cold I have been to her today? She must have grown quite stronger than I thought she was.

Well, she definitely needed some time out because of the way her forehead wrinkled out of anger, I was certain it could give me a nightmare if she did not get out of here soon.

I uttered no word to her as I watched her pick up those papers but I knew for a fact that I still wanted her with me.

I took very slow steps as I walked up to her. My eyes looked down on her as she silently gathered the pieces. She stood slowly up and her eyes stared dead into my soul.

“We are going to work this out together Emily” I ran my fingers down her cheeks and tried to wipe off the slightly dried tears from her face. 

She froze at the moment she felt my touch.

“I don't want the divorce anymore because I realised that I truly love you,” I told her one more time as my fingers slowly detached from her cheeks.

“THIS IS NOT LOVE!” She forced the words out of her mouth with her teeth still clenched together and she stomped out of my house.

“Finally!” A loud sigh of relief left me as I heard the sound of my front door shut.

I paced around my house at the thought of the episode that had just happened. 

“Emily was my wif… is my wife. I shouldn't have asked for this divorce in the first place. The thought of her belonging to someone else is driving me nuts”

I thought to myself as my pacing slightly increased. 

She did not fight this divorce as hard as I thought she would. It was just yet another threat like those messages but she took this too seriously.

This can’t mean she has most likely found someone else in just a few days, could it?

Nah. that couldn't be possible. I'm the only man she had ever known all her life, how fast could she have gotten over this?

My hands were fixed on my hips as I kept pacing around the living room. 

“Tearing those divorce papers was definitely a good move right?.” I muttered under my breath.

But I need to solve this before it gets out of hand. She already decoded my threat messages so I can't make use of that anymore.

The subtle screeching tyre sounds that emerged from my driveway interrupted my thoughts.

“What the heck, hadn’t Emily left already?” I rushed to my window and tilted my curtains a bit to see who this was.

“Oh shit! This visit was not meant to be now!.. Was it? 

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