ONE : Vivian

I was back in the porch of my home after a long flight from Paris. I had gone for a business meeting with a client. The deal has been finalized but needed a few Paperwork and some adjustments, but the client, Mr Moree had to cancel at the very last minute due to some emergency with his daughter.

I run my hands through my bag trying to fetch my keys. A call comes in and I see my best friends ID so I answer it.

"Happy Birthday, vee ", Alice snarls as soon as she hears my voice from the other end.

"Thanks, Allie"

"So how are you celebrating?,I know the whole of Los Angeles will be present at your birthday party."

"You are crazy, you know that, but definitely not I just want some alone and special time with my husband today and I am not really in the mood for parties this year."

"Some alone time, huh? , Tristan is in for a threat today." She teases.

"Shut up, Allie."

My hands fishes out the keys from my bag. "Talk to you later, babe. Bye." I end the call and toss my phone into my bag, before sliding my key into the keyhole.

My heart beats in anticipation as I look forward to the look on my husband's face. We were both disappointed when I was preparing for the business trip. It was a three days trip and my birthday collided with the third day so we had to cancel all our plans so I decided not to tell him that I was back to surprise him. But to my dismay, he was not at home when I walked in. 'He must be at the office'.

I immediately went up to our bedroom to freshen up before he returns from work. After slipping out of my outfit, I went into the bathroom where I apply the facial cleanser and the rest of my facial products, before settling down in the bathtub. I allow the lavender oil I had put into the warm water to do its wonders to my skin.

Convinced that I had spent enough time in the bathtub, I step out and dried off the water on my body and hair, after which I reach for the bathrobe which was hanging by the cabinet in the bathroom.

I head towards my dressing table to apply some lotion.

I put on a red gown that was a little tease. I bet Tristan will be left breathless if he saw me in this. Next, I wear a pair of silver ear buds. I apply a little makeup and perfume.

Just as I was about to tie my hair in a messy bun. I hear Tristan's car drive in. I can pick up the sound of his car from anywhere in the world. Few minutes later, which is a long time to walk from the parking lot to the front door, I hear the front door open. Just as I was about to head out of our room an idea hits me with a bang.

So I quickly hide behind the closet waiting to jump out and surprise him the very minute he walks into the room.

I hear muffled voices. "She is not yet back from her trip baby." That was Tristan. What the fuck is happening. I also hear footsteps approaching the door but I can bet my ass that I also hear the sound of smooching lips. What the hell is going on?

Just on cue, I see the figures of Tristan and Trisha struggling to rid them of every piece of clothing they have on. It all happens so fast, the next minute, they were on the bed with Tristan's dick buried inside of Tasha.

Shock runs through my entire body with a paralyzing effect. I couldn't believe this even though it is playing right in front of me.

The room is filled with their moans and bed creaking nosies. The bitch sure is a loud one.

I stumble back knocking down a flower vase in the process. The bed creaking nosies and the moans comes to a halt. The brief silence is followed by frantic shuffling of clothes as they try to get dressed. Tristan's face looks like a child caught stealing a candy.

"Vivian, wait,"he says softly as he reaches out to touch me. I recoil from him, furiously shaking my head. Hot tears threatening to break free from my eyes.

"Please let me expl…., he continues.

"How long", I mutter out the first question that string together in my head, cutting him off in the process.

Tristan is silent, his breathing and eyes are unsettled.

"How long!" I yell, my voice nearly breaking

"For A year and a couple of months." Trisha who have been sitting on a sofa in the room, enjoying the drama taking place blurts out in a singsong voice.

My heart wenches at the words.

'A year and a couple of months'. Are you kidding me?, That's almost how long we have been married.

My husband and his ex.

Fucking

For a year and a couple of months while he was still fucking me.

Disgust runs through my veins at the mere thought.

I sprung around and head for the living room. Tristan follows as I run down the stairs, his mouth spewing all sorts of excuses like he was reciting lines from an awful cheating scene. ' I didn't mean for you to find out like this.' Bluh Bluh Bluh

"Enough, Tristan." I yell at him. His excuses suffocating me.

"Baby please wait"

"I said enough!" I scream as I turn to confront him, my hands colliding with his face in a dirty slap.

He winces as he steps back from me. "Fuck you, bitch" he curses at me.

"What did you say to me?". I can't believe he had the guts to curse at me after what he just did to me.

"I have been trying to play the good guy here but you have pushed me beyond my limits, Vivian". He says to me, walking over and sitting on a couch in the Living room.

This cannot be happening.

His figure emitted so much coldness that it made me jump. He had gone from being a loving husband to an asshole

I watch as he reaches his briefcase. He takes out a file and hands it over to me.

"Just sign the document in it."

His voice is cold, sending shivers down my spine. I stare at the file which is in my hands and flip it open.

The first words written in red bold letters on the document stare back at me, causing my head to spin.

DIVORCE AGREEMENT.

I look up at him, hot tears beginning to form in my eyes. I look down at the papers in my hands, my eyes traveling to the left corner of the rear end.

And there it was.

His signature and name.

He has signed the damn papers.

How dare try to divorce me when he has been cheating on me with another woman.

"Tristan , you have no right to do this to me" I manage to say, my voice cracking as the tears in my eyes were threatening to fall from my eyes.

"Just sign the damn papers, Vivian ."