Miserable Wife

I could see the joy in her eyes and he hugged me tightly. I just swallowed my saliva because I knew what I said was a lie to her.

"Finally you have chosen a man for you, daughter. I'm so very happy for you," he said with a smile.

"Why didn't you let him enter our house first?" she asked me.

"Uhmm, he's also in a hurry, mom" I answered.

"Unfortunately, I still want to meet him," Mommy said disappointedly.

I sat on the sofa and there was a trace of curiosity in her eyes. She also sat down and asked what I was thinking.

"You should know something, mom," I said bravely.

"What is that, Mila?" she asked.

I took a deep breath and gathered the courage to admit my pregnancy and my marriage to Ransom. But all I can say for now is that I am getting married.

"I'm getting married, Mom," I admitted.

She was very surprised by what I said but did not get angry. Instead, she was very happy to hear from me.

"A..Are you kidding, Daughter?" she asked in disbelief.

"I..I'm serious, mom" I stammered.

"Ohhh okay, wow,!" she said with a smile, obviously surprised by what I said.

"I was shocked by what you said, Mila. I just found out that you have a boyfriend and now, you're going to tell me that you're getting married?" she asked in disbelief.

"But maybe I should be happy because you are getting married. You're going to start a family and if that's what makes you happy, I'll be the first person who will be happy for you" she said gently asking me.

"I thought you would be angry, Mom" I responded.

She just smiled at me and caressed my back. Her face showed happiness at those times. And every time I see my mother happy, that feeling is so priceless.

A few days later, Ransom's parents invited us to a party. I was also given a beautiful dress so I feel like a very lucky woman in the world.

"You are very beautiful, Daughter" she praised.

When we arrived at the mansion, there were a lot of guests. The decorations and lights were very grand in every space of their vast garden. Ransom's parents greeted us. They greeted mommy and mommy did the same to them. My eyes were searching for Ransom because I had never seen him.

"Uhmm, where is Ransom, Mom?" I asked.

His mother smiled sweetly at me and looked at the stage. I was stunned to see Ransom in front. He was wearing a dark purple Tuxedo with a black long-sleeve underneath. His beauty and whiteness appeared more because of what he was wearing. Oh my God! My fiancé is very handsome.

"I want you to meet my soon-to-be Mrs.Crosby, Camilla Garcia," he announced in front of the guests.

I was very surprised to hear it from him. I didn't think he would introduce me as his fiancé in front of many people.

He invited me to go to the front with him. I can't explain what I was feeling at that time. My heart beat so fast while he held my hand and kissed it. Is it true? Is what he showed me true?

Days and months passed and the day of our wedding came. I didn't think twice about marrying him because I could see the gradual change in his attitude. He has been kind to me compared to before, even though he often doesn't say anything when just the two of us.

I'm now in front of the church, waiting for the door to open. I took a deep breath and I can't explain what I was feeling at that time. It was a mixture of joy and excitement because I was finally going to experience marriage. My mother felt joy, and she was even happier.

While I was walking down the aisle, I was just smiling while looking at Ransom. Even though this man's face was serious while looking at me, he was still very handsome. I didn't think that one night's mistakes could be right.

When I got close to him, he immediately offered his hand and supported me. He made me sit on the chair before he sat next to me. There was silence between the two of us as we faced the priest.

The ceremony started until we exchanged vows and rings. This is the most romantic day that has happened in my life.

"I, now pronounce your husband and wife," the priest announced.

The crowd stood up and applauded. I couldn't help but cry because of the joy I felt. But he's still so very serious.

"You may now kiss the bride," the priest announced again.

We looked at each other and his eyes were staring at me seriously and kissed me. I think that kiss lasted only two seconds, but I could feel the warmth of his lips.

After our wedding ceremony, we left the church. We got into the Limousine and there was silence between the two of us.

When we arrived at a very nice hotel resort, he got off first and opened the car door for me. He offered his hand, and I accepted it.

We walked into the resort and the guests greeted us. The surroundings were so beautiful because it was surrounded by lights. Again, this day was one of the happiest days of my entire life.

But it all turned out to be just the beginning of my miserable life with Ransom.

After our marriage, he didn't treat me well. Our relationship was cold as ice and he often abused me even though I was pregnant.

"Camilla!" he shouted.

It's obvious that he's angry again and it's not new to me. He talks badly about me every day. But I just ignore it. I don't want it to affect the child inside my womb.

"What is this?! What did you do with my clothes?!" he yelled at me.

"I didn't mean it, Ransom. Suddenly the iron overheated so I accidentally burned the side a little." I explained.

“Do you know how much it is?! Huh?!" he yelled at me.

"I really didn't mean it. I'm really sorry," I apologized.

His face was about to explode with anger, and he threw his clothes down hard and cursed.

"Damn it! Stupid woman!" he cursed.

He stormed out of the door and I was left alone in the room. I couldn't stop the tears from falling in my eyes. Is he going to hurt me like this again and again? Is he going to insult me again and again? Why doesn't he want to accept an explanation? Why does it seem so easy for him to hurt me?

I held my stomach and caressed it. I was talking to my baby while trying to calm myself down. I didn't want her to be affected by the pain I was feeling right now.

Months passed and my husband still treated me coldly and arrogantly. I did everything to be a good wife. I served him even though I was pregnant because I knew it was my responsibility as a wife to take care of him. But he didn't appreciate it, or at least seen it. Instead, he always curses me whenever he is angry. He only acts nice whenever his parents are around. But when it's just the two of us, it's the opposite of what he shows them.

In the evening I helped their maid, Lydia, prepare food. I don't want to act like a princess, so I am doing my best to help with house chores.

"I'll help you,Lydia" I volunteered.

“Oh! Don't, Ma'am Camilla. Your pregnancy is not a joke, so you better be careful." Lydia denied me.

"But Ransom might be angry with me. I don't want to be a burden here," I insisted.

"Why would he be angry, ma'am? He knows you are pregnant so he has nothing to be angry about. You are his wife and not a maid here," Lydia replied.

"Can you stop calling me Ma'am?" I asked.

“Oh! That's not possible. They will be angry with me, Ma'am." Lydia answered.

I just sighed at what Lydia said to me. She noticed my worried face at those times.

"Ma'am, do you have a problem with Sir Ransom? Why do you seem afraid of him?" he asked me curiously.

I was surprised at her question and think of what I'm going to answer. But before I could answer that question, I looked behind me when I heard Ransom's arrogant voice behind us.