KIMBERLY
~•~ “Are you sure I shouldn’t pack up the food and refrigerate them?” My maid asked me as she stared at me sympathetically while I sat at the dining table waiting for my husband to return. My eyes lingered on the wall clock as I responded. “Don’t worry about it, he’ll be back soon.” It was already past eleven and I had been waiting for him since nine o’clock. “You’ve said that for the past three nights, ma.” Caro reminded me, her voice laced with sympathy. Her words hurt but it was true. I couldn’t even scold her for it. She was only concerned about me. I took a deep breath, then another one, and another before responding. “You can go to bed, he promised to be back for dinner,” I told her, my voice cracking slightly. “I’ll wait a little bit longer.” “Okay, ma.” With that, she retreated to her room, leaving me alone with the variety of delicious food that we had spent our entire day preparing. Jackson and I didn’t have the perfect marriage because we didn’t get married because of love but because of a contract between our families. But throughout our three years together, he treated me with respect and I had grown to love him even if he didn’t feel the same way about me. He was a good man. He was handsome and caring. It would be rather weird if I didn’t fall for him. One of the other reasons he had gotten married to me was to give him an heir but throughout the years, I couldn’t conceive a child. We had gone to the best doctors in New York as well as some other countries to figure out what the problem was, but they all claimed there was nothing wrong with us and we just needed to be patient. I didn’t mind being patient but there was pressure from his family. They didn’t make it easy for me and his mother didn’t forget to remind me of how much a failure I was because I hadn’t given birth to a child after three years of getting married to her son. My eyes wandered to the clock again and I realized it was midnight. It was making it the fifth night in a row that Jackson had missed dinner. We always had dinner together but everything changed about five days ago. He claimed he was busy with work but when I called his office one day and asked to speak with him, they told me he had left earlier. He was hiding something and I had no idea what it was. I could only hope it was just a temporary phase and things would go back to normal soon. Frustrated, I stood up from the chair and packed up the food, before taking them to the refrigerator. When I was done, I went back upstairs to my room and drifted off to sleep with tears in my eyes. The sound of the creaking door woke me up the next morning. I looked up to see Jackson walking inside and I sat upright on the bed. “You spent the night outside?” I asked with a puzzled look on my face. He had been missing dinners but he never spent the night outside. Jackson didn’t say anything to me. He just walked to the closet and took his tie off. I watched him as he undressed, taking off his work clothes. He was just as handsome as I remembered from the first time I met him. His charming brown eyes and ruffled brown hair made me even more attracted to him. However, the sudden appearance of the brown envelope that landed on the bed, close to my leg, jolted me out of my reverie. “What is this?” I asked as I slowly stretched my hand to take the envelope lying on the bed. “Jackson?” I prompted when he didn’t say anything. “I can’t continue lying to you anymore, Paige is back in my life.” He turned to look at me. “I’ve already signed the divorce papers, it’s just your signature left to finalize the divorce.” Divorce papers? My heart dropped to my chest and I felt a painful lump form in my throat. I had never met Paige but I had heard about her. She was engaged to Jackson before I even met him but they ended up going their separate ways for reasons best known to them. I knew he loved her. I just didn’t know she’d ever come back and ruin our marriage. I had no idea why they didn’t go through with their marriage plans and Jackson found a way to change the topic whenever I asked him about it. After a while, I gave up on trying to figure out the reason they went their separate ways. Now she was back in his life and he wanted to end our marriage? “Jackson, please, you need to think this through. You can’t divorce me.” I pleaded, my voice cracking slightly. Jackson took a deep breath and looked at me. “We both know we didn’t marry for love.” He began and was about to continue when I interrupted him. “But I loved you, I still love you,” I argued, making my way out of the bed. “Please, you don’t have to do this.” He cleared his throat, speaking in a soft and firm tone. “Kimberly, I have treated you with respect all these years even if I was in love with someone else. You were fully aware before you agreed to get married to me.” My chest tightened as he continued. “Let’s just come to an agreement and go our separate ways without any drama.” He was right. He treated me with respect but I never imagined we would be going our separate ways. I always had hope that he would eventually fall in love with me one day. I had planned to spend the rest of my life with him. I was content with the way he treated me even if I hoped for more. But I guess my hopes were now shattered as I looked at the envelope he had thrown at me. Tears rolled down my eyes as I thought about what my life would be without him. “No, I can’t sign this. I am not going to sign it!” I declared, storming out of the room. Jackson trailed behind me. “The woman I love is back, and she returned with my child.” I froze and turned to him as I heard those words. “I have no use for you anymore! Just sign the damn papers, so we would go our separate ways.” I dropped to the floor and hugged my knees as tears rolled down my face. It was like a slap in the face being reminded of the fact that I couldn’t give him a child. What did he mean by Paige returning with his child? He never mentioned anything about him and Paige having a baby together. It felt like my whole world was crashing right before my eyes and I couldn’t do anything about it. Jackson went back into the room and returned a few seconds later with the envelope and a pen. “No amount of tears would make me change my mind.” He threw the envelope and pen on my body. “Sign the papers and let’s get this over with.” It was like he had turned into a different person. I couldn’t recognize him. The man I thought I knew was gone, replaced by a stranger devoid of empathy.KIMBERLY ~•~When I realized that Jackson had made up his mind and nothing I said was going to make him change his mind. I wiped off my tears with the back of my hands and pulled out the paper from the envelope. He already had his signature on it. I placed the pen on the spot where I was meant to sign but I couldn’t bring myself to do it. My hand was shaking and my lip was wobbling. I couldn’t do it. I wouldn’t.Confused about what to do, I tore the papers and squeezed them into a ball before getting up from the floor. “I’m not ready to get divorced, we will find a way to make it work.” Jackson's face twisted in disgust as he watched me throw the ball of paper at him. He caught it mid-air and stared at me in disbelief. “What did you just do?” He asked angrily. “You think this is going to change anything? I have more copies and the earlier you sign it, the better for you.” I needed to think of something else to do that would make him rethink his decision. I wasn’t ready to be divo
JACKSON ~•~After successfully getting Kimberly to sign the divorce papers, I went downstairs to grab a bite before heading back to the hotel where I left Paige and my son. It was hard letting Kimberly go but I had to do it because Paige was back and she requested I divorce Kimberly or else she would move back to Chicago. Paige and I were engaged even before Kimberly came into the picture, but we had to call it off because her parents requested she move to Chicago to manage their business. Paige and I were already having minor issues and we both agreed we couldn’t do long distance, so we had to go our separate ways. I was surprised when I ran into Paige some days back at the restaurant during lunch and was even more surprised when she revealed to me that she was pregnant when she left for Chicago. I had informed my mother about Paige’s arrival five days ago. She was excited about her return and also at the fact that she had a grandson all this while.My mother and sister also ad
KIMBERLY ~•~I found myself in an unfamiliar room when I opened my eyes. The last thing I remembered was being in the room with Emily and her mother. The sterile smell and beeping machines brought back memories of my countless visits to fertility clinics with Jackson, searching for answers to our struggles of making a baby. But I hadn’t been admitted to the hospital in forever. My mind raced with different questions about how I ended up in the hospital. Finally, the door creaked open, revealing a doctor who had some files in her hand. “Mrs Clarke, you’re finally awake.” She said with a big smile as she walked towards me. I wanted to correct her but I didn’t want anyone to know Jackson had just given me divorce papers earlier in the morning. “Who brought me here?” I asked, trying to sit up straight on the bed but the doctor stopped me right away. “You need to rest for a little while.” She instructed as he gently pushed me back. “A young woman brought you in.” She was referring
KIMBERLY~•~Jackson didn’t even let me respond before he left the hospital room, leaving me alone to wonder how the hell he changed overnight. It seemed like he was done with me and I didn’t even do anything wrong!For the second time that day, I started sobbing uncontrollably. I couldn’t believe what was happening to me. How did I find out I was pregnant right after signing my divorce papers? Was life playing a cruel joke on me?When the doctor came back in, I was forced to clean my tears.The doctor looked at me sympathetically but didn’t say anything more about my situation. After letting me know that nothing was wrong with me and that I just needed to rest well, I was discharged a few hours later.I laughed bitterly. I was getting discharged yet there was no one to carry me home. I wasn’t even sure where home was at that moment.I knew Jackson said I shouldn’t go back to his place but I couldn’t help myself. I had the papers to prove my pregnancy. Maybe I could get through to him
KIMBERLY~•~Not wanting to add to my embarrassment, I left the house before the guards could throw me out. It had been a very long day and I needed rest before I would think about what to do next.I hated the situation I was in. I hated Jack for treating me the way he did, but I couldn’t do anything about it. I hated Paige for ruining my marriage. I even hated her son for being born! It was because of his existence Jackson divorced me. I didn’t know where to start and how.Wiping my tears, I found another taxi and went to my parent’s place. Jackson said my stuff would be waiting for me there. I didn’t know how he could be so cruel to throw me out like that without even giving me time to prepare myself to face my parents.The ride back to my parent’s house was short.It seemed like the universe was not done laughing at me because when I arrived home, I saw all my suitcases outside the door. I frowned. Were my parents not home when my stuff was dropped off?Moving them to the side, I k
KIMBERLY ~•~Sunlight streamed through the window, casting a warm glow on my face, making me realize that I hadn’t closed the curtains before I slept last night.I blinked repeatedly and tried to adjust to the brightness. With a yawn, I sat up on the bed and looked around. It was empty and my suitcases were by the side, reminding me about all that happened yesterday. My heart ached as I realized how much had changed.I was no longer waking up in my husband’s house as Mrs Kimberly Clarke. I was crashing at my friend’s place because I had nowhere to go, not even my childhood home.I shook my head, not wanting to think about that so early in the morning. I took a quick shower and threw on a pair of sweatpants and a loose sweater, hoping to find comfort in the soft fabric. For a second, I considered taking it off since it was bought with Jackson’s money, but I thought better of it. I didn’t have much to my name. If I had to change my wardrobe, I’d go broke immediately.I stepped into th
KIMBERLY~•~I didn’t know if I was stupid or brave, but I found myself standing in front of Jackson’s company. We hadn’t properly talked after I found out I was pregnant and I wanted to try one last time. I wanted to know what our new dynamic would be. I had accepted the fact that we were now divorced, but I wanted to know what it would be like for our child.I looked down at myself. I was dressed in an elegant red dress and a pair of silver heels. My makeup covered every trace of crying the previous nights. I looked good, far from what I felt inside but I acted like all was fine.I took a deep breath and walked into the building. I had come here a lot, but this was the first time I was coming in as Jackson’s ex-wife. Luckily for me though, his employees didn’t know about that yet.“Good morning, Mrs. Clarke.” The receptionist greeted and I didn’t bother to correct her. “Mr. Clarke should just be rounding up a meeting. You can go up.”I smiled politely and took the elevator to the t
JACKSON~•~As I led Paige away from Kimberly, I felt very bad, but that was the only right thing to do in that situation. Paige was the mother of my child and if things went according to plan, she would bear more of my children. I couldn’t watch her being hit by another woman, even if that woman was my ex-wife.Kimberly, on the other hand, was acting very strange. She used to be the sweetest woman ever, which was why I agreed to our marriage, but since I told her we should get divorced, she was acting like a different person. She had turned… vile.She was even willing to go through the trouble of lying that she was pregnant. That wasn’t the Kim I knew. We were married for three years and she never conceived. How come she was suddenly with a child after signing divorce papers? I didn’t know if she genuinely needed help from a professional at this point.“Jack, are you even listening to me?” Paige’s voice reached my ears.“Yeah, I’m listening.” I lied because Paige could be a handful.