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FORTY FIVE (I named the chapters wrong before)
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MY ARRANGED HUSBAND IS THE MAN I CHEAT ON HIM WITH EIGHTY THREE
- ACE - I pace back and forth in a straight line axis, outside the room the doctor is in with the patient. The room door is wide open to give me a good view of what goes on inside. She has been inside that room with Lorelei for as long as I can remember and I am too overwhelmed to sit down through it. Someone walks up to me with. Standing in front of me is Isabel with two full glasses of juice. “I put a bit of alcohol in it. I heard it cools the nerves no matter how little. You may need the dulling sensation.” She says sweetly as she holds one to me. “Thank you.” I breath, taking the glass from her. I stop moving momentarily and drown the entire content in the glass down my throat in one go. I let out a satisfied exhale, that of one who has been consumed with thirst for quite a while before finally tasting a liquid down the throat. I drop the now empty glass on the small, cream coloured cushion table by my side then resume my pacing. My hand is folded across my chest whil
MY ARRANGED HUSBAND IS THE MAN I CHEAT ON HIM WITH EIGHTY TWO
- ACE - Lorelei is in my car. Isabel is with her in the back seat, ensuring she’s properly laid while Lorelei’s head rests on her thighs. I’m panicking. The worry I feel does not even make any sense to me considering this is a marriage of convenience. I do not even like her. I should not even care for her or care as much as I do, yet everything about this woman seems to burn deep into my soul. It seems to trigger and resonate some things in me, new things. Certain feelings that shouldn’t even exist for whatever relationship I have with her. She’s someone I wanted to punish, someone I wanted to make go through hell, yet when she’s experiencing that hell, every part of me shakes like the world is crumbling. Like everything is falling apart. Is this reaction of mine linked with the title she has as Mrs Ace Salvatore? Is my reaction because she’s my wife. . . my family, only family? Because I sure as hell did not feel this strongly, no matter how little, about her wellbeing till she
MY ARRANGED HUSBAND IS THE MAN I CHEAT ON HIM WITH EIGHTY ONE
- ACE - It hit me like a wave. I passed through the first stage of shock when her hand slipped away from mine and her body hit the ground. Lorelei collapsed. . . The distraught amazement took a considerable amount of time for me to process that I didn’t move for a while, not because I didn’t want to, but because I couldn’t. As people swarm in front of me to check in on my fainted wife, I just stand there, faced with guilt and what I assume to be regret. It happened in the twinkle of an eye. One moment, her stifled voice was the only thing I could hear, then the next. . . I no longer felt her warmth. No longer felt the heat that burned through my suit from her body. I no longer felt her weight against my arm. At first, when her hand slipped out of my arm, anger surged through me till I witnessed her body withdrawing backwards alongside. Then it stung me, deep. The woman I wanted by my side had lost consciousness. . . . and I was too stunned to react accordingly. To hold her
MY ARRANGED HUSBAND IS THE MAN I CHEAT ON HIM WITH EIGHTY
- LORELEI - Every delayed step I take feels like my legs are on fire. It’s not the heels that hurt my feet, no, my legs hurt due to the reaction of that drug Catherine gave me through the waitress. And I can’t even say a word to the person by my side because he has made it clear to me, no matter how my body feels, as long as I haven’t given him the satisfaction of achieving his wishes, I will keep doing his bidding. I swallow, bearing the pain. My throat burns and every fibre in my body craves rest. My entire being needs a quick yet prolonged reset to be back to normal yet I’m not having that. And from where I stand, not anytime soon either. He has refused to call me a doctor. I don’t think this man cares if I’m alive or dead. And that alone hurts my soul way more than I would’ve ever expected it to. Maybe it’s because he bears the title of ‘my husband’ or maybe it’s because my life rests on his hands and he does not care about me. I don’t know, I can’t tell. But it surely do
MY ARRANGED HUSBAND IS THE MAN I CHEAT ON HIM WITH SEVENTY NINE
- ACE - “Have you met her yet? I can’t help but be concerned, Ace.” Are the words that visit me at the door once I waltz in through the exit I followed Catherine through. Almost as if Isabel knew I had gone there and awaited my return. I don’t know what to say about this. “With the way you care about her, I wonder why you’re not sisters.” Is my response to her. Isabel has done no wrong to me to prompt such a bland reply but I’d rather not be pressured into doing something I intended to do, at least, not too long ago. Isabel makes a face. “She’s a woman, Ace. Somehow, you seem to forget that women are people too.” Isabel scoffs at me. Just immediately, the door behind me pulls open and Catherine walks out. I notice the distasteful glare Isabel passes my way when she saw Catherine before walking away from me. I want to stop her. I want to go after her and pull her back to give her an apology, to be nicer and possibly clear a doubt that may have brewed due to Catherine’s appear
MY ARRANGED HUSBAND IS THE MAN I CHEAT ON HIM WITH SEVENTY EIGHT
- ACE - The sound of heeled soles hitting the floor of an enclosed pathway resounds in the corridor. I’m hidden in plain sight, inside one of the ‘staff only’ rooms made for storing cleaning equipment. She’s here. She’s so close to me that I can perceive her perfume. It’s a pleasing fragrance, but since it’s worn on her, it has become detestable. I wait a while, counting seconds in my head with each step she takes forward, waiting for the right time. Catherine is standing before me. I reach my hand to put, grab her by the arm with one hand while using the other to conceal her mouth then pull her into the cleaning room, shutting the door behind us. Her back slams hard against the door as she is placed in front of me. “Don’t scream. No one would come to get you.” I say, looking deep into her eyes. She did not try to break out of my grip, nor was there any restraint. I wait till her heavy breathing calms before taking my hand off her mouth. “What is this, Ace? What the
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