Should Elena still fight for her marriage?
RonanSeveral Hours Ago: “What! Are you serious?” I blurted in shock, grabbing my phone tightly. I didn’t wish to believe what I was hearing, but it’s Elena and David Spencer we’re talking about here.“Calm down, Ronan. A college friend just gave me the information. I don’t know if that’s true, but many people know how close they were. Maybe someone just overreacted. Go and see for yourself..” Darcy’s voice sounded hesitant, and I felt it as she tried to hold back more information. Even at a time like this, she still tried to speak up for Elena. How could Elena despise someone as accommodating as Darcy?I disconnected the call without bidding Darcy goodbye, because her attempts at defending Elena were getting on my nerves. Those two had history, and I would be a fool to believe that this was merely a coincidence. Opening my tracker app, I quickly found where Elena was, and drove to the hospital after entering the GPS coordinates. Along the way, a thousand and one thoughts run thro
RonanMy mind conjured images of Elena in David’s embrace. How dare she do this to me? Yes, I don’t love her. However, I never led her on. In our three years of marriage, I never tried to raise her hopes. Elena, on the other hand, didn’t stop reminding me how much she loved me. She always told me I was her first and last in everything, and I felt my heart swell whenever she made those comments. I guess the only thing I beat that Spencer guy in was being the first man to take her virginity.“Why am I so pissed off about Elena being in the hands of her old flame?” It must be because she had been lying to me for the longest time. I wished I could get to hit that David guy once again. I should have beaten him to a pulp and broke some bones, even. Then I’ll see how he’d dare to touch my woman again. “Shit!”I quickly swerved an oncoming vehicle just now, and would have been involved in an accident if I didn’t react fast enough.“How dare you occupy my head like this, Elena Jones?” I pack
ElenaIt’s the third day of being admitted to the Saint City General Hospital, and I must say I had a lot of rest. My mind hasn’t been so at peace in a long time. I feared I might even grow too many pounds from lying here and eating all the good food that Benson brought daily.The doctor didn’t want me to go home until everything was okay with both the baby and myself. I wouldn’t blame him for trying to be careful. After all, whenever we met, I was in terrible shape.“Okay, Mrs Simpson. You are free to go home now.” Finally! I get to get to leave this bed. It’s so funny how the doctor hasn’t allowed me to step an inch out of my ward or watch television. He even made Benson cease my phone, saying I only needed to sleep and get my pressure to reduce before I left the hospital. Now he was finally ready to release me.“Thank you, doctor.” “Don’t thank me, Mrs Simpson. Just take good care of yourself. I really wish I could say I don’t want to see you here again.” We both chuckled at his at
Elena“Elena, dear, it’s so good to see you.” As soon as I stepped through the door, Uncle Simpson’s exaggerated reaction alerted everyone to my arrival. He looked much more relaxed, as compared to how I met him five days ago. Standing before my father-in-law right now, I felt guilty for not visiting him since we left the hospital. “Uncle, I’m so sorry for not coming to see you all…” I was about to say more when he beat me to it. “Come on, Elena. Why must you be so hard on yourself? You’ve brought me flowers every single day I spent in this hospital. Who cares if you couldn’t be here for only two days?” What? Me? Flowers? When did I send him the flowers, and how did I only leave out two days? This man! He was clearly lying with such a straight face. Even I wouldn’t have detected the lie, if I didn’t know better. “Come over here, my child. Don’t just stand there.” Uncle Simpson held my hand tenderly, unconsciously taking my mind to how my father used to hold my hands. “Don’t be too
Elena“Ronan, what is happening there?” Uncle Simpson probed, his face ashen with shock. He was speechless at the scene on our screen, just like I was. Haven't I cried enough? Haven't I complained enough? Haven't I loved my husband enough? What was it about Darcy that I could never surpass? “Ronan Simpson, I am talking to you!” Uncle growled in a suppressed voice, gritting his teeth. I could see he was doing everything possible to control his anger. He took a deep breath to calm himself down. “Dad, it's nothing. No need to get yourself worked up. It’s not what you think.” Ronan spoke in a terrifyingly calm tone. I felt like a block of wood that Ronan had absolutely no regard for. “Are you listening to yourself? Ronan, do you think having women swoon over you is what makes you a man?” Uncle still suppressed his anger a bit, but when Ronan didn’t respond, he became more forceful. “I've been with your mother for more than thirty years, Ronan. In all those years, I have never looked
RonanI was excited to finally see my father being his former cheerful self. Even though he ignored mom and I, we couldn’t blame him too much. No one could touch his dear Elena, after all. I always wished Elena could be as truthful to my father as he was with her. He loved her more than his own son, but Elena never saw beyond her schemes and ploys. Dad truly deserves someone better to dote on than her. Sometimes, I wonder what her true face looked like, because I couldn’t tell who Elena was anymore. I watched her grow up, and I thought I knew her, but I didn’t. The Elena Jones I grew up with would never have done all the despicable things she did and still paraded herself around like an angel. I couldn’t explain it, but I wondered if she got hurt in the wrist. I noticed how badly she tried to hide the pain, but Dad wouldn’t allow me to touch the wheel chair. To top it all off, he only wanted to be with Elena, and he just had to praise my wife for being beautiful. It was a good thin
Elena“Dad, do you know I was so scared back there? Why would you do that to us?” I was standing in front of my father-in-law, my arms crossed in front of my chest. I could tell something was amidst, but it took me a white to understand what it really was. “What? Sweetheart, desperate times require desperate measures.” How could he say such words so easily? Ronan thought I was a manipulative person who always cooked up stories to win his father over. How would he feel if he found out that the stunt Uncle pulled in there was all fake? “Calm down, Elena. You are my daughter, and I would do anything to protect you.” I could feel the sincerity in Uncle’s words, but my mind was already wandering everywhere. This wasn’t supposed to be what marriage looked like. It was supposed to be a union of two loving people who would do anything for each other-like Uncle and Auntie. “I don’t want to be desperate, Uncle. I thought of a happy home with Ronan. I wanted to spend the rest of my life with
ElenaOur drive back home was relatively quiet, and I couldn’t look for the right words to speak. Ronan didn’t try to speak to me either. However, Uncle’s words kept ringing in my mind, and I couldn’t believe how silly I have been all these years. While trying to be the perfect wife, I lost myself in the process. Now, I would ignore everything Ronan did to me and try to make my marriage work while being true to myself. There was no need to be somebody else that I wasn’t. To please the man who’s heart was set on another, I became cowardly, someone who agreed to Ronan’s every word, and would never question him, not even when I was suspicious of his deeds. I was the meek and dutiful wife who never raised my voice to my husband. In short, Ronan’s wish has been my command. I literally worshipped the ground on which he stepped, all because I hoped to make his heart beat towards me. I guess I enede up shooting myself in the foot because Ronan didn’t even like meek girls who didn’t have op
Ronan“What the fuck did you say?” I fired out in anger, losing my composure. I was pissed with the douchebag for calling me out so calmly. I don’t believe this dude had what it took to mock me in the current situation of things. He was surrounded from all sides by my men, and no one else was at the car park. If I wanted to, I could silence him for good, just by a snap of my fingers. Despite all this, he had the guts to rub it in my face like it was nothing? Who told him I was divorced from Elena? Who said I accepted her divorce? Who said he had the right to be with my wife when I didn’t? Ronan, what are you even saying? I couldn’t understand my line of thought anymore. I was supposed to be happy because Elena walked out of my life. She signed the divorce agreement without giving me a heads up. She even threw the alimony in my face. To top it all off, she never spent a dime of the money she got from my assistant over the last three years. Elena totally cut me off.All along, I th
Ronan“Excuse me, who are you?” The damn doctor had the guts to pretend he didn’t know me. Was he trying to make a fool out of me or what? How could he ask me who I was? My men were on alert, awaiting my instructions for the young man. If I told them to beat him to a pulp, his own mother wouldn’t recognize him tomorrow.Wait. What if he was Elena’s fling as well? With her kind of lifestyle, I wouldn’t be surprised to find out she run away from David Spencer, just to satisfy herself in the arms of this doctor. Could Elena really have gone that low?”Doctor Fischer, I smell something fishy between you and my wife. So, if you don’t want to know the consequences of my suspicion, you will start talking. Where is my wife!”I couldn’t understand why he was still playing dumb with me. He dedini knew my wife’s whereabouts, so why would he look so lost at my words? “Who is your wife?” Oh, he just didn’t. The douchebag had the guts to ask me who my wife was? What the heck! “Don’t tell me you
RonanI don’t know what came over my men, but they seemed to be giving me too many contrary reports. At first, they said Elena left, then they called me again to say she returned to the hospital after a few hours. After that, they claimed to have lost track of her after she entered the hospital building.Apparently, she didn’t return to visit her father, since she didn’t go to his ward. I was lost in thought, wondering why she was here, and who else she came to see. Even her father’s doctor said he didn’t see her. It means she didn’t go to him to find out about his condition. What else could she be doing here?Before I reached the hospital, my men called back to say Elena left the hospital with one of the doctors. When they described him to me, an image flashed in my mind, and I went to the hospital’s site to confirm my suspicions. There he was, the young doctor whom my wife supposedly came to see. I tried to get my hands on the CCTV footage of the hospital, but I wasn’t successful.
Elena I sat in Harold’s office, awaiting his arrival. He said he had something to share with me, and I had a feeling it had to do with my father, though he didn’t specify. When Ruth informed me about how I missed his call earlier, I quickly called him back, only for Harold to request I meet him in his office. I knew he was busy, but taking time off his busy schedule to tell me something about my dad’s condition made me so anxious. I don’t know why, but I wasn’t sure of how I would handle whatever he had to tell me. It seemed like something important.“Elena, my favorite patient. How are you doing today?” Oh, Harold. He scared the shit out of me. Well, how would he even know I was here and not here at the same time? I didn’t even feel his presence until he spoke. I guess I got lost in thought again. “You’ve got to be kidding me, Harold. How am I your favorite patient? Don’t tell me you enjoy seeing me around here.” This is the first doctor I have seen who was glad to see a patient.
Elena“How do you feel, Elena?” Ruth probed in a worried tone. I could tell she was worried, but even I felt too helpless about my situation. I’m okay, Ruth. Thank you for being here at the right time. If you had not caught me…” I paused my words, allowing myself to imagine the worse. A lot of dangerous scenarios flashed past my memory, and none of the outcomes was good. “Don’t think too much, Elena. I’m here, am I not?” Yes. She was here. Ruth got here just in time to capture me in her warm embrace. “Thank you, Ruth. Thank you so much for being there for me.”“Stop it, Elena. You have been there for me. You made my bastard son and I a part of your family. Now, no one dares to piss him off anymore. For the first time in my life, people see me as a person, and it’s all because of you. I should be the one saying thank you, Elena. You really are a Godsend.”Looking at Ruth who had unshed tears in her eyes, I couldn’t push the memory out of my mind. I know she was trying so hard not to
Ronan“What did you say? You saw Elena at where?” I couldn’t believe my ears. Elena was just spotted at the hospital. I searched high and low for Elena. There was nowhere I didn’t look in my endeavor to find her, but she seemed to have vanished into thin air. I waited and waited, going home every single night for the last three months, just to meet Elena upon her return. To be sincere, I couldn’t even tell what I was waiting for. Initially, I only wanted to be there when she arrived, but I later found myself going back every night, just so I could sleep at her side of the bed. Whenever I wasn’t at her side of the bed, I was in the study, transfixed on our wedding photograph. I couldn’t tell what happened to me, but I found myself pining for Elena. I wanted to one where she was, find out what she was doing, and just be sure she was okay.I finally realized that's what she wanted. Elena wanted me to be miserable. She wanted me to be miserable. She hope I’d look for her with everyth
ElenaI don’t know how long I have been standing before the mirror in the ladies’ room, but I just couldn’t stop trembling all over my body. I was with my dad for the last time, and I could never tell how things would be for me after today. I had a fleeting thought to remain in Lockwood and accompany my father till my last moments, but I knew it was impossible. The peace I needed till I delivered my child would be distorted, and I would have to deal with Ronan and the schemng Darcy for the rest of my days. I just couldn’t take that. It was too much a blow for me to bear. I remained standing in front of the mirror, the tap running for as long as I could remember. My gaze was fixed on nothing specifically, and it was shocking to note that my mind just went blank after all the panic.Wehn I got here, I was a whole mess, wndering why my life was so difficult. I got slapped with one problem after the other, yet I didn’t even have enough time to face my troubles. I cried my eyes out till
ElenaMy heart beat violently in my chest, even though what Ruth said wasn’t anything scary. The implications of the words were rather what scared me. If I agreed to take father away, what next? “His condition is not stable, Ruth. We cannot move him from here.” I knew she hesitated about something, but I didn’t ask her anything. I wasn’t being particularly truthful with her, anyway. How could I tell her I feared what would happen when I take my father away and then I’m no more? How would I explain to Uncle Simpson when I finally move my father away from here? How would father cope when he eventually woke up to my absence? At least Uncle Simpson would do anything to ensure father’s safety. To me, that was better than how much I missed him. I would be too selfish if I took him away. He had people who loved him here, and that was enough for me.“Okay. What do you want to do now, Elena? I would have suggested that we come here every weekend to see him, but your condition isn’t the bes
Elena“Dad, meet Ruth and Blake. They have taken very good care of me, just like you would. I brought them here to say hi, dad. They are my family now, and I hope you can open your eyes and see them. They mean the world to me, dad-just like you do.”Blake fixed a heated gaze on me, and I could feel it. My words might have shocked him, but that's still how I felt. They have supported me without asking for anything I'm return, and if they were not considered family, I couldn't tell what else to call them. David has been away for the past two months, and these two have been keeping me company. Whenever I had any weird cravings, even at odd hours, Ruth was there to take care of it. I remember one night when I craved oysters in the middle of the night, but we had none in the house. Throughout the hours that led to daybreak, I couldn't get a wink of sleep. Ruth stayed with me, not complaining a single bit. Even when I told her to go to bed, she refused and still stayed. Blake went out wi