Harriet’s mind raced with possibilities as she sat in front of her doctor, waiting to hear the results of her pregnancy test, which she had just taken. “Mrs Daniels. I am happy to inform you that you are three weeks pregnant.” The doctor said with a bright smile, and Harriet let out a breath she didn’t know she was holding. “Oh!” She breathed out, her heart racing with joy and excitement. With a marriage like her and Damien’s, the last thing she could wish for was a child, but God had other plans for her. “T-thank you, doctor. Thank you so much.” She cried as she placed her hand on her chest, unable to contain her happiness. She could not wait to tell her husband, Damien, this great news. As Harriet hurried to leave the hospital, all she could think about was how this child in her womb would be a turning point for her and Damien’s failing marriage. As much as she hated to admit it, it was true. In their three years of marriage, Harriet has never felt the joy of marriage.
“This isn’t possible!” She yelled. It was a picture of her and Adrian lying naked in each other’s arms on a bed. From the picture angle, it looked like they were being intimate. Adrian towered above her, and the lady underneath him resembled her. She had never slept in the same room as Adrian, so how was this possible? Someone set her up! With a frown, Harriett defended herself. “This isn’t true. It can’t be!” Damien didn’t want to hear any explanation from her. He felt betrayed, and the only thing he wanted was for her to leave his life. “The picture is pretty clear, Harriett. Don’t you think you should give up? You must’ve thought you could keep it a secret forever. Why didn’t you marry Adrian if you loved him so much? Instead, you’d rather go behind me and sleep with him.” Damien shot back, his voice not faltering. “I don’t love Adrian. I never have. Why would I agree to marry you if I was in love with your brother?” Harriett asked in a whisper, hot tears slipping out of her
Later that night, Harriet tossed and turned on her lonely bed. It was already 1am but, she couldn’t get herself to sleep no matter how hard she tried. Whenever she closed her eyes, all she could hear was Damien accusing her of cheating with none other than Adrian and also asking for a divorce. Her eyes were red and swollen from crying throughout the whole day. She needed comfort from someone because her heart felt like it would explode but, her husband wasn’t home. After leaving in the afternoon, he never returned home and Harriet knew that he was spending the night at Evelyn’s place. She wasn’t surprised. This was a regular occurrence. The next morning as Harriet sat at the breakfast table…alone as always, a strange thought came to her, one that gave her a tiny last hope. She wanted to fight for her marriage for the last time. She thought that he must be too angry to process everything and she wanted to explain with a last-ditch effort to try and save their marriage. She nee
Damien sat in the private room of an expensive club together with his best buddy, Eric. He had been staying at a hotel since he left the house as he didn’t want to see the face of his cheating wife. His grey-colored eyes narrowed at his drink as he clenched his jaws before gulping the entire glass of whiskey. His eyes lingered on the empty glass before he finally opened his mouth. “Harriett cheated…with Adrian. I’m getting a divorce.” There was an eerie silence, and Damien had to raise his head to look at his friend just to be sure he heard him. Eric had a blank expression on his face that made Damien wonder if he knew about it. “Wait. You’re being serious?” Eric asked when he saw that Damien wasn’t joking. A chuckle escaped his lips, and he sipped from his glass. “Did you catch them in the act?” Eric asked, placing the glass at the tip of his lips, and Damien shook his head. “No. Someone caught them and sent the picture to me.” Damien said through gritted teeth, but Eric sta
“I’m sorry to disturb you, Ma’am, but your friend is here to see you.” The maid said, poking her head into the room. She knocked but realized Harriet wouldn’t open up since she had been in a bad mood lately. “A friend?” Harriet asked in a low voice that almost went unheard by the maid. ‘Who could it be?’ She thought and dashed out without waiting for the maid to finish her sentence. When she arrived at the sitting room, she was both confused and angry as she saw Evelyn James, her husband’s mistress, sitting on the sofa with her legs crossed. “Evelyn? What are you doing here?” Harriet struggled to maintain her calm. How could she when she was in the presence of the woman who ruined her marriage? “Harriet! Good to see you! I know you are shocked by my visit, especially with everything happening.” Evelyn said, faking a sad expression at the latter part of her sentence. Harriet was mad! Red with anger and furious. She had barely recovered from the divorce, and now Evelyn was
As Damien pulled the divorce papers out, he noticed a small object in the envelope, and when he brought it out, his face saddened as he saw that it was their wedding ring. “She went this far?” He muttered, accessing the ring on his finger before looking at the shiny diamond ring his father got for her. Damien went from heartbroken to angry in two seconds, and before he could stop himself, he signed the papers. He felt like he lost this battle to her when she was at fault. How could she have signed the papers before he did? Yes, he mentioned the divorce to her and disappeared for a few days, but couldn’t she wait to hear from him before processing the divorce? Damien was confused. He was supposed to be relieved with her gone, but why did his chest feel tight instead? It’s not like he ever loved her. Right? His father would be furious with him if he were to find out. But then, he could always tell them that she cheated. That’s what happened, after all. He was no devi
“Finalize the deal with the second company on the list. They are a better choice.” Damien said, walking out of the plane with two bodyguards and his secretary behind. He had just returned from Hong Kong from a business trip and was now heading to his house. The eye bags around his eyes were covered with a dark shade, giving him an icy look instead of a gloomy one. Damien’s steps were interrupted as he stumbled into something….someone rather. It was a child. The child looked no older than five years, and he looked lost. The little boy looked at him, and Damien felt his chest tighten. The little boy had gray eyes and reminded him of himself when he was younger. He quickly shook the strange thought and stopped his bodyguards from shooing the child away. “What’s your name, cutie?” He asked with a smile, and the boy looked around, his mouth quivering like he would cry at any moment. “Are you lost?” Damien changed the question when he saw that the child was scared and was in no
Damien sat in his room, his eyes pale as usual. It was his best friend’s wedding, but he couldn’t share his happiness. How could he when his world was dark? It had been that way since she left four years ago. After countless failed efforts at finding her, Damien finally gave up and became a shell of himself. He was barely living, only surviving. One thing he did very well was drown himself in his work. It was the only thing that kept him alive. He also focused on it with all his might with the hope that it would take his mind off her. It didn’t work, of course. He stayed away from any public gatherings and even avoided his own family. To him, it was a way of punishing himself for what he did to her. But Eric was his friend, and his feelings didn’t matter. It was a joyous occasion, and so he wasn’t going to ruin it for Eric. So, he would attend the wedding and share in his friend’s joy. “I can’t believe you’re finally settling down, man. Your wife is something.” Damien said