Roseline After two years with Sinclair, all I want is a divorce, I want my freedom back. It's obvious now that he'll never love me. I've snapped out of my delusion, I want out! But when he tells me he can't give me what I want I'm frustrated and devastated. I'm determined to leave by hook or by crook, he still doesn't let his claws off me, he chases me and I don't stop running. But when my cold, impassive, depressed ex-husband kneels in front of me, I'm at a loss for words and I wonder if I can still pretend to hate him.
View MoreRoseline POV.No matter how I tried to hide, the truth will come throwing itself at me.A few days ago, After I refused to go to the hospital, Anthony insisted I attend a clinic center, which I eventually did.After the check-up, I was asked to come back for the results.On my way back, I saw a strawberry cake which happens to be my father's favorite. At that moment, I thought of him; I hadn't set my eyes on him since I ran away from him."Are you interested in buying?" The middle-aged woman asked, showing the warmest smile I've ever seen."Huh? I will respond as I move closer. I might get the chance to see him because of this. An idea pops into my head, and I smile proudly; my father always ordered this cake on a particular day.Checking the time, the delivery would be made in the next few minutes. The distance from here to his company is just twenty-five minutes which indicates that I can still buy time for myself before the delivery arrives."Can you please wrap the cake up? I'm in
Sinclair POV.It sounds like a joke. It felt like a mystery but all is reality. When I heard the word "Court,” I thought I'd got in trouble with my hearing, and I couldn't deny the fact that my heart skipped a beat. However, I never expect much from Jonathan at this point.The very thought sent a surge of adrenaline coursing through my veins. I had never imagined it would come to this. My heart raced, not just from the threat but also from the gnawing absence of Roseline.Who could have thought I would have to face such huge consequences because of her absence? It seems it's a great thing to appreciate others. I now realize the worth of her presence around me, but I never cherish it."Are you going to take me to court over this?" I managed to ask, my voice steadier than I felt. Jonathan leaned back in his chair, his expression a mix of smug satisfaction and barely restrained fury."Don’t play games with me, Sinclair. You signed a contract, and this is your chance to make things right.
Sinclair's POV.Eating the food doesn't feel like one when my entire world is crumbling to my face. I didn't feel like myself while Roseline was in front of me but she felt like someone different."Are you okay? Is the taste bad?" I heard Mother Theresa's voice as she asked me after noticing my reaction.I quickly wore a smile, I was about to respond when my phone rang out."I'm fine Mom but I need to pick up this call""Sure go ahead"When I turned my phone upside down to see the caller's ID, my heart throbbed in pain as the name on the phone screen appeared to be Jonathan, Roseline's father."Bro, Is something wrong?" Anthony questioned, and I could see his concern all over his face.With a fake smile that looked real, I stood up. "It's a business call, I gotta go!" With that, I rush out without waiting for any response.What I know for sure is that Mother Theresa won't let me off easily without packing the food for me. However, I escaped this time.As soon as I got into my car, I dr
Roseline POV.The morning light spilled through the curtains, casting a warm glow over the room. Time was fast passing. I didn't know how night turned into morning and I woke up again with my tears and fear.I had barely slept, my mind racing with thoughts of Sinclair and the inevitable confrontation looming ahead. The fact that he was sleeping in the same department as mine kept my heart racing.After a quick shower, I dressed in a simple outfit, hoping that the mundane act of getting ready would ground me. The tension in the air was thick, and I could feel it in my bones. I didn’t want to think about the past, but it hung over me like a storm cloud.As I made my way to the living room, the sound of voices reached my ears. I froze, recognizing one of them immediately. It's Sinclair!"Is this a joke or what are you trying to say?" When I heard Anthony's voice, I drew myself closer and listened to their voice. Keeping my heart alert as sweat broke out of my body."I'm sorry for causing
My heart almost stops beating when someone holds me, I'm pretty sure that my soul already left my body by then.Roseline!” Anthony’s voice broke through the tension, and I felt an immediate rush of relief. He stepped inside his expression with a mix of concern and confusion.“What’s going on?” he asked, taking in the panic etched across my face. “I heard you talking to yourself”When I realized that it was Anthony who held me, my body shook, and I almost lost balance."Easy on yourself!" He warned me before he carefully held my waist as he helped me sit on the bed."Are you okay?" Anthony asked the concern in his voice palpable.I let out a breath I didn’t realize I was holding, feeling the tension in my shoulders ease slightly. “I thought… I thought someone was outside,” I stammered, pointing to the window. “There was a shadow. I thought it was...”“It's a tree” Anthony finished for me, his lips quirking into a small smile. “You know, the branches can play tricks with the light.”I s
Roseline's POV.I sat on the edge of the bed, my heart racing. The soft glow of the lamp barely illuminated the shadows creeping into the corners of the room, amplifying the eerie silence that enveloped me. I couldn’t shake the feeling of dread that hung thick in the air, a palpable reminder of my earlier encounter with Sinclair.What have I done?It's the truth that I'm a liar, but I never thought of acting so smoothly when my heart would end up aching. I never thought it would hurt this much.If he didn't want me and chose his dead girlfriend instead, why was he looking for me? This wasn't what I expected, I only ran away to give him space.The moment Anthony had mentioned Sinclair’s name, my stomach had dropped and I knew something like this would happen. I had wanted to scream, to run, but instead, I had played along, pretending she didn’t know him. The way Sinclair looked at me earlier, he seemed desperate, searching, which sent chills down my spine. I had felt the weight of his
Sinclair's POV.I stood outside Anthony's house, my heart pounding against my chest. The evening air was thick with tension, and I could feel the weight of the confrontation ahead. I had to know the truth about Roseline. Anthony's claims had twisted my stomach into knots, and I couldn't let this go unanswered. Even if it is possible to have Roseline's lookalike, it wasn't possible enough for them to have the same name. There was something wrong somewhere, and I needed to find out.Taking a deep breath, I knocked on the door, the sound echoing in the stillness. Moments later, it swung open, revealing Anthony, surprise etched across his face.“Sinclair? What are you doing here?” He looked wary as if he sensed the storm brewing within me.“I need to talk to you. Now,” I said, pushing past him into the house. The familiar scents of home wrapped around me, but they felt different today, feeling charged and hostile. I'm not ready to beat around the bush, it's something I must confront.“Wai
Roseline POV.My heart almost popped out of its place when I caught a familiar figure on the phone with Anthony. I couldn't control my heartbeat as I nearly developed sudden coldness.However, this new Roseline pretends like nothing happened. Ever since I lied about my identity to Anthony and his mother, I have discovered some new things about me. Not only can I lie successfully, but I can still control my feelings and pretend as if I'm not aware of anything. Just like I did to Sinclair a few minutes ago.Although the emotion can't be controlled perfectly, I still make sure I act naturally."Oh my goodness! My heart almost ran wild" I touched my bouncing chest as I muttered to myself."Roseline? Are you there?" I heard Theresa's voice from her bedroom. It was at that moment that I realized the drugs were still with me."Oh, Mom! I'm coming." I rush out instantly; I need to meet up with her medication time.On getting to her room, she has already strode out of bed. I rush to her side a
Roseline POV.Settling into Anthony’s apartment felt surreal. The warmth of the space wrapped around me like a blanket, a stark contrast to the cold, suffocating atmosphere I had left behind. His mother, Theresa, welcomed me with open arms, her kindness a soothing balm for my frayed nerves.I guess leaving Sinclair for now is the right choice, and meeting someone like Anthony is a blessing from above. If not because I saved her mother, I would still be wondering round the street.Theresa did more for me as a stranger, despite the fact that I have no mother, she make me taste of motherly Love. Both mother and son has the same line of kindness.“Make yourself at home, dear,” Theresa said, her smile genuine and warm. “You’re safe here.”Before long, I got adapt to them. I found comfort in the routine Anthony and his mother had established, a simple breakfast, shared laughter, quiet evenings spent watching TV. Yet, even in these moments of joy, a part of me felt hollow.As the days turned
Roseline's POV I stare blankly at my coffee mug in front of me.Tears of anger and pain roll down my cheeks, mixing with the untouched coffee that's been situated in front of me.I can't eat anything these days without throwing it up the next minute.I've lost my appetite for happiness.I took a step of faith two years ago for the first man I ever loved and all I've gotten since then is pain and betrayal, he'll never love me, I should have realized this earlier.I hear footsteps approaching and I lift my head to see.“Good morning!” The blonde girl my husband brought in last night greeted me in her shrill tone.For the first time in my life, I don't feel guilty for snubbing someone because they disregarded my feelings first.I can't continue like this.The blonde lady walks into the kitchen with an appalling boldness.Her beauty is so outstanding that for a moment I feel Sinclair didn't fall in love with me all this time because he finds me unattractive.“Please pardon my behavior, m...
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