Nine

May’s POV

I had turned all night long after the exchange with Asher in the kitchen, coupled with being drenched from the rain, I had felt so sick I didn’t think I would be able to get out of bed this morning.

I had eaten dinner alone because Asher had left the house after that and I had not heard anything from him since then. That was his way though, going out without informing me, acting like I didn’t matter and I wasn’t someone he could call to let know where he was or how his day was going.

And all I ever did to deserve this was to be married to him, and tried as much as I could to show him that I cared. To him, every thing he saw was fake because he had tagged me a gold digger. Whatever got I was digging though, I hadn’t turned a millionaire from it, because if that was truly who I was, I sure would have taken the money he offered me just to sign the divorce papers.

As I thought about that again, my heart tightened and I felt the corner of my eyes wet with tears that leaked from t