MARCUSI couldn’t believe what I was hearing, so, she decided to tell Nick about Samuel. She even called him her son’s real father, like I was nothing but a replacement. I saw how tired she was, and I went to call the masseuse, I had booked for her, Lupita, grandma and Jennifer.I wanted them to relax and be pampered. She and I had a long way to go when the baby arrived. I wanted to spoil her now before all our time was taken by the baby. I guess, she was eager for her and Nick to get back together. Maybe I was just wasting my time trying to show her that I only wanted to be with her.I turned back without saying a word going straight to our room. I laid down staring at the ceiling as if it was going to provide me with answers or great wisdom on how to deal with what was happening. I didn’t know how long I laid there for when the door opened.My beautiful wife walked in, and I could not help but take in the sight of her. she looks radiant but the look in her eyes was distant and sad.
JENNIFERI clenched my hands into fists. Olivia, what the fuck have you done now? Marcus was warming up to me and doing everything I wanted. Then you went and ruined it all. You are starting to piss me off and you don’t want me to be pissed off. there is a lot I can do to make your life a living hell.“Of course, I can run myself a bath.”“Do that then.” He was so cold to me, colder than I have ever seen him and it was all Olivia’s fault. That woman doesn’t like seeing other people happy, she thinks she is the only one who deserves happiness. He turned and started walking away.“She might be working all day, but I am the one growing a human inside me, your baby. I would think my job is more important than hers, not unless you don’t really want this baby then I will understand.” He stopped in his tracks and slowly turned to look at me.His face void of emotions and if looks
MARCUSI was going crazy; it was like Jennifer was possessed. The way she was threatening me, it made me wonder what happened to her, the woman we met and interviewed. Or was the person she was showing me now the real her and the woman we interviewed was fake.Was it all a lie? I did say there was something with her that I couldn’t put my finger on. I guess this was it, she was a psychopath and a pathological liar. There was no way a normal person could act the way she did. I feared for my wife as she didn’t seem to like her much.I feared for my baby even though she seemed to think that it was hers and mine. Just what kind of psychological test did the do with these women in the clinic and how did they miss that Jennifer was fucking crazy!When I was done with her feet she was yawning. I left when she was about to get out of the bath. I didn’t know what to do. All I knew was that I needed to tell someone. My wife? No, i
OLIVIAI trusted my husband, besides our recent disagreements about Jennifer. I felt like there was something else going on. I didn’t want to think he was cheating on me with her, he was not that kind of man. Well, I also thought Nick was not that kind of man.He said he never cheated as well, that nothing ever happened between him and Sandra. But in my opinion, what he did with her was far worse than cheating. He neglected me, trusted her over me and even sent me to jail. I had a criminal record under my name because of him.Then there was my current husband, he looked hurt when he said he would do better, when he said he thought he was better than only to find out that they were the same. Then he told me to always remember that I was his, that he loved me.That alone told me that something was going on with him, something that might make me doubt his love for me. I wished I knew what it was, I wished he would talk to me and tell m
OLIVIAMy blood boiled, “Excuse me, what did you just say?” Lupita was right, the woman did think she was the madame of the house. Where the hell did, she get the audacity to say something like that to me and in my own house. Treating my son like that in his home, she was the guest, and she seemed to forget that.“I asked what are you going to do if I call him a brat?” she repeated herself and I closed the distance between us. Marcus was quick to pull me aside. “Let us all calm down here,” he turned to Jennifer. “I know you are emotional, and little thing might upset you, but Samuel is a child. You don’t treat him like that.”She laughed as if she was a crazy woman. “Then what am I carrying Marcus? Is it not your child that I am carrying and trying to protect? Why would you even reprimand me and not this boy for being so careless? I could have been holding hot tea and it would have spil
OLIVIAI have tried, the Lord knows, I have tried. I have tried to keep the promise i made to my husband for the sake of our child. I have tried to be brave, to endure but it's too difficult. Each day I see less and less of my husband. Each day i lose a part of me, a part of my marriage, my happiness. I feel like I was never meant to be happy in this world. At least not with someone by myside, maybe my destiny is to remain alone, rasing my kids and working to make a life for them. One that will be way better than the one I had. Maybe I should just give up on love and focus on those who need me the most. My kids.I have desperately tried to love, first it was Nick, I gave him my all and he betrayed me. Now Marcus, the man is doing the most for the woman who came into my home as a nobody, just carrier for my child but now seems to own my home. My house no longer feels like home and I find myself not wanting to go back at the end of the day.I used to look forward to going home but now
NICKI sat on that jet with the image of Olivia's sunken face engraved in my mind. I wanted to talk to her, find out if she was alright but as soon as the pitch was over, she disappeared. I thought of going over to her house to find out what was going on. Use the excuse that she invited me over not so long ago. But I held back, if she still wanted to talk to me, then she would have done so at the hotel after the pitch. But instead she left, that meant she was not ready to talk yet. But the image of her walking around looking like the dead hurt me. What could have happened to her? It's only been two months since I last saw her and she was happy. "Sir, we are here." I looked out and saw that we were outside Luke's office. Did he know what was happening with his daughter? I doubt it, he would have been there for her if he knew. A sigh left me. Owen opened the door for me and I got out. When I got to his office, i knocked once and let myself in. "I knew it could only be you who would h
MARCUSI should have never suggested we have a baby, it is all my fault that this is happening now. If I didn't suggested it, my wife wouldn't be suffering, she, Samuel and I would be happy now. Going to the park together, trips, movies, dinners. Doing everything a happy couple should be doing. But I got greedy, I wasn't conted with what I had and I wanted more. Why, why did i want more, why couldn't I be content with things the way they were? Was it because Samuel is not my biological son? No that's not it. It was because I was afraid I would lose him to his real father when the truth came out.I wanted to have a child of my own so that it wouldn't hurt much when he left. Basically, I wanted a consolation prize which I was not meant to have. Now I am stuck with that disgusting woman and hurting my wife. As if she has not been hurt enough, as if the pain Nick caused her wasn't enough. Why the fuck aren't humans ever content? Men to be specific. We always want more.More money, more s
MARCUSI ran out of the hospital with Ethan following behind. I was like a crazy man outside looking around as if I was going to see her. “Come on, I will drive.” I didn’t know where he was driving me, I just followed, soon we were on the road heading towards Luke’s house. “Do you want to tell me what happened?”I didn’t know where to start, people like me turn to take things for granted thinking that they would always be there. I took my wife for granted thinking that she would never leave, that she would always be there and put up with my shit. I forgot that she was human too and had feelings. I put her through hell, and she stood by me.Yet, I didn’t even notice how hurt she was by my actions. “We are here.” I pushed the door open and rushed out. The house was dark indicating that there was no one in there. But still, I pounded on that door hoping for a miracle but nothing. “There is no one there.” Ethan stated the obvious, I wished I could take my anger out on him.Punch him a few
MARCUSIf I knew last night that today was going to be like this, I would have made better choices, done things differently and treated my wife better. In fact, I would redo the whole seven months if I could. I didn’t know how badly I have been treating my wife until she cried a few minutes ago while telling me all that I have done to her.Nick was right, I was not better than he was. I think I might even be worse. What kind of husband did the kind of shit I did? A bad one if you asked me. it hurt me to see her crying painfully like that. it hurt even more learning that she was not the mother of the baby I made her miserable for.I wished I could read minds and know what she was thinking. If she was willing to raise Sandra’s baby with me. it’s selfish, I know but what can a man do? I am deeply in love with my wife, and I don’t want to lose her. I might not have slept with Sandra and gotten her pregnant, but she was still
LUKEThe moment I found her crying in her ward looking broken, my blood boiled. I didn’t know what happened or why she wanted to leave. Or why she didn’t want Marcus to know. That was not priority to me, I didn’t care about any of it either. I care so much about her though, my dear daughter has been through hell and back.Whatever she does, she can’t seem to catch a break. Everything always goes down hill sooner or later. I think it is good that she is leaving. I have seen first hand how much she was suffering because of that woman. Marcus not even noticing the sad look in her eyes every time she saw them together.The longing in those beautiful eyes of hers when he would massage her feet as she watched. That angered me every time, but I kept my mouth shut because she loved him and wanted to stay with him. I knew if I did something to him, she would have never forgiven me for it.Now the moron has gone and hurt her
OLIVIAI should have never gotten married again. I was too delusional and thought that this time, it would work out. That it would be different, that Nick was the problem and if I could just get rid of him, then I could get rid of Sandra and everything to do with the both of them.Little did I know that Sandra was not done with me. The recent events made me realize that it was never about Nick but about me. For some reason, unknown to me. Sandra hated me. I sat on the hospital bed, arm and leg in cast. Tears and snot falling. Thinking about the past when we were teenagers.What I might have done to her to make her resent me. but nothing came to mind. To my knowledge and from what I remembered, I always treated her well. My grandmother treated her well. Then why was she so resentful towards me?I must have done something really horrible in my past life to be punished like this in this one. I wished whoever I wronged could just find it in t
OLIVIAMy heart was breaking as John, the porter, pushed me to the elevator. I endured so much during the past months, taking Jennifer’s crap and having to watch my husband being nice to another woman in front of me. I thought it would all be worth it in the end. But I was wrong, there was no happy ending for me in the story.Just like before, I ended up with a broken heart and resenting Sandra. The woman sure knew how to break my heart and make my life a living hell. What was I thinking? She swore to make my life hell, and I didn’t believe her. I thought it would end with Nick, but I was wrong again. The woman was still not satisfied with the pain and misery she has caused me.“Olivia please, let us talk about this.” Marcus was following us. I was so disappointed in him, I was in an accident, he didn’t even bother to come and check on me. I stood up for him to my father, I didn’t know that he really didn’t care. I didn’t care what was happening at the time but the moment he confirmed
OLIVIAWhen I came to, I was laying on a hospital bed. My arm on a cast and my dad sitting by my side. “You are wake, good. You gave me a scare. Don’t ever do something like that to me again.” What the hell was he talking about? “What am I doing here?” he frowned. “You were in an accident Olivia.” I remembered leaving the mall and…The events that occurred came rushing back to me. “Oh, I remember now. how did you know?” he sighed. “I was calling you and a paramedic answered and told me about the accident.” Oh, I was supposed to meet him for lunch.“What time is it? you have to tell Marcus where I am, so he doesn’t worry.” My dad clicked his tongue. “It’s ten pm, that bastard knows you are here.” My frown deepened, why was he calling my husband a bastard. “Don’t call him that dad.” He laughed.“What else should I call him? the hospital called him countless times as your next of kin, but he didn’t pick up the call. They switched and used your phone but still, he didn’t pick up. I went t
JENNIFERI can’t believe how stupid I have been, I now regret forcing things with Marcus. It is now clear that everything I did to force him to take care of me, was not necessary. Marcus was now ignoring Olivia on his own and paying attention only to me. I should have trusted him; I should have known that he was a good man and will do right by me.I was too rush and now I regret it. seeing him take care of me like this feels good. It feels great because I didn’t force him to do anything of the things he was doing for me. A smile formed on my lips. “I am sorry Marcus.” He frowned.“What are you sorry about?” I sighed fixing the pillow behind me. “For everything I did to you, it was not right. I will not make excuses and say it was the pregnancy. Yes, it contributed to my unstable emotions but not to my craziness the past few months. I am sorry for all the trouble I caused you.” he looked at me for a while.“It’s alright, I am just glad you realized your mistake and even taking responsi
OLIVIATwo months have passed since the incident with Nick. He has not left New Village but also keeping his distance. The man has not asked to see his son after I accidentally told him. yes, Samuel was not around, but he could have asked when he was coming back but he has not. He has not even visited my father in my house since.He would call my dad, and they would meet somewhere but he never sets foot in my house. It’s not that I am complaining, it’s just weird not having him around when I was getting used to seeing him every time he was around. Maybe I should be thanking my lucky stars that he finally got the message and is staying away from me.Then there is Jennifer, she was now seven months pregnant. Two more months to go and we would be free from her. she was now behaving after coming back from the hospital. Now the roles have reversed. She doesn’t demand things now; my husband is the one doing things for her. I don’t know If he got used to doing them or what.He is always conc
NICKAs if I wasn’t hurting enough, Olivia went and kicked me in the gut. I felt the air in my lungs left me and I was left gasping for air and struggling to breathe. My chest not only tightened but the pain in it made me feel like my world was spinning. Just how much did Olivia hate me?The ground beneath me felt like it was shifting, and I felt myself falling. “Nick! Are you alright?” I could hear Olivia’s voice, but I was hearing it from far. I didn’t know what was happening, all I knew was that my chest hurt. The pain was so intense that it blinded me, making me weak and unable to focus on anything else.Five years I have lost with my son because of what I did. The more I thought of that the more intense the pain became. I don’t know what happened next but when I woke up, I was in a ward on a hospital bed. The events of earlier came back and my chest tightened with tension gathering all over.I did say that Samuel was my son, but Ethan convinced me that he wasn’t. The doctors I tr