Chapter 3: A Divorce

Alexandra's POV

“Noo!!! This can't be happening!!” I screamed in my head hoping when I open my eyes, all that's happening will turn out to be a dream but the instant I opened those eyes, hoping to see my dear Asher and Theresa smiling at me, what I saw was Asher now holding Theresa in his arms, his hands caressing her tummy.

I fell unconscious for minutes that seemed like eternity but Asher didn't care about me, but his baby who his mistress was carrying.

“Barren” The word still echoed in my mind even when I tried to shake it off, he saw me as someone who's barren, he called me a BARREN WOMAN. I had never known Asher was so desperate to get a child. We never talked about it the hard way, we were never bothered by it but I was wrong, I was only being kept in the dark.

I stood up, my whole body feeling weak, I shook my head hoping to face reality but all that had happened came flashing before my eyes again. It felt too cruel to be true. Three years of loving him, two and half years of being loved back, six months of getting cheated, I ended up getting hurt.

I wanted to stay strong, confront them, fight Theresa for Asher and if possible, turn things back to how they were six months ago but my weak body couldn't do anything at the moment. Only if I could grab Theresa's hair and scalp it out for daring to sleep with my husband all because he wanted a child I couldn't give, but I couldn't, I was too scared of Asher's glare to be able to do anything.

I was too broken at the revelations to be able to fight back.

“Are you okay?” I heard Asher's voice as he turned to Theresa, taking his gaze away from me.

“I think I am,” Theresa replied, her hands rubbing her tummy.

I had just realized that Theresa was a snake, a bitch. All these while, I thought she was the only person who understands my plight but no! She was only putting on an act.

I'd tell her everything about me, and she has always done nothing but console me and made me feel better but it was all an act. I didn't push her enough for her to fall, she was pretending, acting like the victim.

“You both will regret this!” I said, clenching my fists as I turned to go, I had had enough to watch and I had to return home, staying here any further would only make my heart ache.

Telling them they will regret what they had done was something I really meant, but truly, I didn't know how, I couldn't figure out what I could possibly do to them.

I cleaned my tears with the back of my hand moving towards the entrance, just as I was about to exit, Theresa's laughter filled the room, making me stop on my track as I turned to look at her.

“Regret? How? What are you capable of?” Theresa laughed and I dug my nails into my palm, gritting my teeth as my gaze threatened to peel her skin off her.

“You have nothing, Sandra, everything belongs to Asher now” she smirked and I felt stabbed once again.

I had given everything to him but all he did was show me a cruel act of betrayal.

My gaze darted to Asher hoping he'd say something but he stood quiet beside his beloved who was pregnant with his child and I felt tears streaming down my face again.

His silence all these while would only mean he regretted ever cheating on me but his reactions say otherwise.

I stormed out of the room, leaving Theresa's word hanging in the air, she was right, I have nothing of my own as everything now belongs to Asher. I had given everything to him but all I got was betrayal.

Driving back to the house was difficult as I couldn't get a bit of focus, almost getting into an accident. I parked the car to get my shits together as I rested my head on the driving wheel, staying like that for a moment. After making sure I was okay, I resumed driving, getting to the house in minutes.

I fell to the chair in despair, my whole life flashing right in front of me. My eyes felt drowsy as I stared at blank space, all my thoughts focused on the relationship I maintained between Asher and Theresa.

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“Alexandra!” The faint voice made me squeeze my closed eyes as I tilted my head trying to cast the voice away from my thoughts.

“Alexandra! Alexandra!!” I heard again and I jolted back to life realizing that I had fallen deep asleep on the couch.

“Alexandra!” I heard again and Asher's image came to light. He had been calling my name, my gaze lifted to meet him and it was clearly visible that he was in rage, making me wonder who was supposed to be angry at the moment. He entered the room with some papers in his hand and threw them on the table in front of me.

“Sign them! Now!” Asher yelled.

I gave no reply to his words as I turned to check what the papers were first, taking a glance, my eyes widened as they almost popped out of their socket.

I could only read the first two words on the paper before I turned to him in shock.

“Asher, what is this?” I asked, my voice coming out in a crack.

“Can't you read, Sandra?” He snarled.

“No, it c-can't be,” I muttered, taking my gaze back to the papers.

Asher picked the papers up and shove them to my face. “They are divorce papers!” He said.

“Sign them before I come back” He said and dashed out of the room, going out of the mansion again.

I fell to the floor, sobbing silently on the cold marble floor, he wants to divorce me for my cousin. He wants to break me completely leaving my heart shattered.

He wants a divorce!!