Chapter Five

Zora’s POV

“What? How can that be possible?” He questioned with his eyes popped out in confusion and immediately he let out a frown. The look on his face gave me shivers, I am hoping it isn’t what I’m thinking. 

“What are you talking about? Derrick.” My voice was becoming weaker, my legs were shaking slightly. I felt feverish instantly. 

It really shouldn’t be what I am thinking. I kept repeating those words in my head. 

“What do you mean you are carrying my child? Do you really think I will believe that bullshit?” He questioned again with a low but thick voice. 

“You are getting me confused, you don’t believe I’m pregnant with your child?” I uttered with a shaky voice, my palm turned so sweaty, it felt like I was already suffocating. I bit my lower lip, trying to hold my tears from pouring. 

“How do you expect me to believe such lies, I haven’t even touched you before, so how did I get you pregnant?!” He shouted, looking so pissed already. 

“You don’t remember the night you were kind of drunk?” I found myself explaining with a weak voice. 

“You are clearly not in your right mind, go and search for the father of that thing in your stomach because I am practically not the father.” He spat and walked away, I moved back slowly trying to fathom what just happened and I fell to the ground, I can’t believe he said those words. 

He clearly didn’t accept this child, these were the thoughts I was afraid of coming to pass. My child won’t be loved here. I shouldn’t be here. 

So many thoughts rants through my head, I managed to stand up and walked to my room. 

Even if I can’t be loved by him, why will he also vent that hatred to my child, my unborn child. 

I cried my eyes out till the next morning. 

I walked up to his room and gave a knock, he responded and I walked in. 

“What are you doing here?” He asked without looking at me rather arranging his tie, facing his mirror. 

“The divorce papers, I’m here to sign them.” I wasn’t ready for any more pleading and too much talk, since he wants the divorce I am ready to face it. Immediately he turned and looked at my face as he stopped whatever he was doing. 

“About the divorce, we can talk about that later, you’d stay and have the baby, if the child is really mine, then there is no need for the divorce.” He explained and faced his mirror again. 

He has so much insecurity for this baby and that is very bad. 

I couldn’t say a word, rather I just looked at him with so much pain and regret. I held back my tears from falling. This is not the time to cry. I walked away from his room. 

After a while I realized he left for work. 

I can’t keep up with this, I can’t have my baby with such a man. My baby shouldn’t be treated like the way I am treated. He is still doubting this baby is really his. 

I have played so dumb all this while, believing he would stop all the drama and love me but nothing ever changed. 

He literally treats me like a stranger, someone who I claim to be my husband. 

It’s better for my baby to be raised without a father than a father who has so much hatred and enmity. 

I need a divorce, I can’t continue this way, I need to get over this man. I guess he is  not the right person for me and this child. I’ll have to get divorced. 

I immediately contacted my lawyer, and several hours later he brought in the papers. He advised me to think it through but my mind is made up, it’s for the betterment of the both of us, he is not in love with me, which I point out clearly to me and I need to get that into my head. Nothing is going to change him. 

“Mr Derrick knows about this?” My lawyer asked. 

“He clearly told me last night he wants a Divorce.” I answered. “I’d sign up these papers and leave the rest for him, he can sign too if he wants I do not care.” I added, taking all my emotions away and doing what was supposed to be done. 

My lawyer said a few more things and left. 

I signed the papers with so much regret, if I had known, I wouldn’t have ever agreed to get married to this man. I regret the day we met. 

I took the paper to his room dropped it on his bed and left. 

It’s better I leave now, what’s the essence of waiting here, I will just pack my things and leave already, I’ll train this child all by myself with so much love and care  he/she deserves. This baby can’t be raised in an environment like this. 

I packed all my necessary things and my clothes. 

“Mrs Derrick, are you leaving?” Elizabeth asked, the oldest of the maids in the house. 

“Send some of the maids to go into my room and pack my things, yes I am leaving.” I responded and she nodded slowly and left. They’ve probably seen or heard the havoc in this house, so she shouldn’t be surprised that I am leaving. 

They packed all my stuff into my car, I walked out of the house and promised myself never to make the same mistake ever again. I got into my car and drove out heading to my fathers old house. 

All I wanted now is to take care of my baby and forget Derrick ever existed. I’ll find my new life from now on and work hard to give my baby all  the love he/she deserves. 

I cleaned my eyes and walked into the house.