Vivian POV
As usual, Max didn't pull out of me, he released his seeds inside me. Sometimes, I wondered why he did that when he clearly didn't want a child from me. He went into the bathroom to wash up and later he walked out, tying only a towel. The water dripping down his torso made him look even more enticing and I gulped down the lump in my throat, surprised at my own feelings for someone who just got roughly banged by her husband. Get a hold of yourself Vivian! I shook my head, waving off the thoughts from my mind. "Vivian" He suddenly called and I shifted my gaze to look at him, wondering why he had called me. "Ruth would be moving in here tomorrow, I suppose you know what that means right?" He released the bombshell and my ears twitched in their corners. What did he mean by that? Horror I never felt before suddenly enveloped my body, my heart raced faster than ever this time around, my fists clenched tightly beside me. "What.... What are you talking about Max?" I inquired, even when the answer was evident in my heart yet I refused to register the thoughts. "Do you want me to spell it out for you Vivian? I said Ruth is back and is moving in here tomorrow and at this point, I think we should come to terms with the contract, don't you agree?" He asked with his usual cold indifference, not minding if his words affected me or not. I shut my eyes tightly, forcing back the pent- up emotions that already whirled up inside me. "Just like that Max?" I asked with a cracked voice, I was almost close to tearing up. "Yes, Just like that Vivian, we agreed to this already and it's already high time" He added as he quickly walked towards the wardrobe and slid out a paper from one of his pants pockets. "Here, it's Divorce papers, sign them already, a good amount of money would be sent to you for your service for three years." He said further, placing the paper in front of me as well as a pen. I looked at the paper in front of me and boldly wrote on it was "DIVORCE AGREEMENT" and Max's signature was already there. My service for three years? Had I only been a service to Max? "Was that all I was to you?" I couldn't help but ask with a pain-filled voice and he arched his eyebrows at me with spite. "Did you think you were more than Vivian?" He replied with sarcasm and I nodded my head. "Then why? Why did you just have sex with me then Max, if you were going to end the contract Now" I demanded in a shaky voice, my mind reprieved with regret of how my body had reached to his touches earlier, how much I had craved for it even when he was rough, still I loved it every bit of it. Truly, I am shameless right? I couldn't believe that my marriage was already ending in such an unlikely manner. So after three years, I couldn't even achieve a good home or even a good husband. The tears I've been holding finally slid down my cheeks. My heart was broken, not at the fact that the contract marriage between us was already ending but the fact that I had wasted three years of my life loving a man who was in love with another woman. Ohh... How stupid I am. I just realized that now. My heart stung with immense pain only at the thought of it alone. Max hadn't even considered my plight for once. Am I that disposable to him? I hadn't realized the level of his hate for me not until now. Wiping my tears with my hands, I looked up at him. There was no need to shed tears, it wouldn't even change anything. "Before signing this, can I get at least fifty thousand dollars Max?" My voice quivered with pain as I gripped tightly on my palms. "You'll get more than that after you sign the contract Vivian," He answered and I shook my head in denial. "No, I don't need more, just give me that exact amount, transfer it now, I'll sign it" I said and quickly took the pen and signed the contract. Who would believe that I just got Divorced in the bedroom after having sex with my husband. Max was stunned at my behavior, for the first time, I felt a different kind of feeling wash over me; peace. Normally, he might assume I would back out without a fight. "Please transfer the money Now, I've signed it" I said again, pushing the papers towards him as his eyes rested on the part where my signature was. He took his phone from the table and within a few seconds, I got an alert notification. "Thank you" I said as I quickly got up from the bed and quickly dressed up. I felt his eyes on my every movement, but I cared less at the moment. Spending more time would only make me feel pain, we have already signed the papers and I needed to leave as soon as possible for the hospital to pay for my mother's surgery, that was my priority for now. Casting one final glance at the room to check if I wasn't forgetting anything, I sighed and walked towards the door but then his voice halted me abruptly " Isn't there something you're forgetting, something I should know Vivian" He demanded and in that moment, my heart skipped. Did he already find out about my baby?Vivian POV The doctor's words whizzed in my ears as I sat frozen with surprise "Are you sure doctor?" I asked with mixed feelings and he smiled. "Of course Mrs Vivian, You're four weeks pregnant and you would be needing more rest since it's the gestational period for the baby, congratulations once again" He repeated the news once more and in that moment, I didn't know if I should be happy or sad. How would Max react to the news? There was every possibility that he could even kick me out of the house or perhaps, ask to get rid of the pregnancy or worse more, accuse me of infidelity. Right now, I don't know if I should be happy or sad, if I should laugh or cry. Why would a baby come at this time? Just when our marriage was nearing the peak of exhaustion. Max had sternly warned me not to give him an heir that he didn't want a child born of me rather from his first love. He believes that I had taken advantage of him and tied him down with marriage by manipulating his father. "Thank
Vivian POV I had flagged down a cab to the hospital, it wasn't the same as the one where I went for check- ups and within minutes, I arrived, my hair disheveled which made me attract a lot of stares but I cared less. My mother was my utmost priority at the moment and other things were second to it. Ever since my father had taken in another wife, he became distant to me and my mother and when I had stubbornly agreed to marry Max, he swore never to have anything to do with me. My mother fell sick and was diagnosed with stomach cancer. I had handled her chemotherapy bills with the money Max paid me as his secretary but right now, I've spent every penny I had for her medications. Should I ask Max for money? Would he even give me? I was yet to pay him back the hundred thousand dollars I borrowed from him with the excuse that I wanted to use it to fund my best friend's business. Max had no idea about my sick mom because I didn't tell him. He already saw me as a burden and there was no ne
Vivian POV As soon as Mary walked in behind the men, I realized what the situation was all about and got up, blocking their path with my hands. How did they even get past the security in the hospital? Do they even realize this was in a hospital? Oh I forgot who my father was. One of the most influential businessmen in the city. My father was rich but wouldn't compare to Max who was inextricably ten times wealthier than he was. I guess that was my father's prejudice for his hatred towards me- the fact that I married the son of his enemy which was Max's father. "Teach the bitch a lesson!" Mary yelled immediately at the men and they rushed further to cease me. As long as they took me and nothing would happen to my Mom then it's fine. I braced myself, ready to take the roughness of their pull at me. "Lay a finger on her and each of your fingers would be chopped by the end of today" A feminine familiar voice raced across the room, immediately making the men halt on their tracks and t
Vivian POV Mature contents ahead, skip if you're not comfortable. "Come home now, Vivian" I received the text message from Max and had quickly ended my discussion with Sofia, she promised to look after my Mom till I was back. I quickly hailed down a cab and got in, my mind racing with different emotions, questions and thoughts. Max's message seemed to have brought out a hidden kind of fear in me, one that I have never felt before in our marriage. Did he need something? I asked myself throughout the drive until I arrived and quickly dashed into the mansion. Getting in, my senses were greeted with the raw scent of weed. Did he smoke? Max rarely smoked unless he was bothered about something. I quickly climbed the fleet of stairs and straight to the bedroom. On reaching, I pushed the door open and walked in and the first thing I was greeted with was his stunning sight, smoke oozing off his nose and mouth. He noticed my presence and turned sharply to face me, his gaze burning on ever