4 - It's Over

4.

Daniella's POV 

— TWO YEARS AGO —

"Make sure you're well dressed and you are of your best behavior Daniella. I don't want you to give me a reason to send you away." Mom said and shut the door. 

I sighed and sat on my bed. I know mom's really serious about sending me out of the country to live with my aunt in a faraway country if I mess things up. Not that I don't like the offer but, my aunt's husband is a real pervert. 

I don't want to put my aunt in a bad situation. She's blindly in love with him that she doesn't know the kind of person he is. 

I went there a year ago and he kept giving me bad signals. I knew he was hitting on me so I tried to give my aunt a hint. 

It didn't go well because my aunt accused me for disrespecting her husband. She reported me to my mother and I left a few days later. 

Before I left, there was a time he almost raped me. Thank goodness my aunt forgot something and came back, so I offered to follow her. I did not allow myself to be alone with him since then. 

So I just dressed up like a good girl, packed my hair in a bun like always and waited for mom to come get me. I'm also not expected to come out unless I'm asked to. Isn't my life just the perfect definition of a little old lady?.

After waiting for a long time and playing games on my phone, she finally came to get me. 

"He's here Daniella. I want you to put on your best behavior, don't make me repeat this again." She said for the umpteenth time. 

I rolled my eyes secretly. 

"I know mom." I replied. 

They didn't even ask if I like that jerk or not. I've not even see what he looks like but I know we are both being forced to get married. I already know he's a jerk from what I've heard about him but I was hoping for a change when he meets me. 

Mom walked ahead of me. I slowly got down from the stairs and saw three people seated with my dad. That's when I saw him, our eyes met. I held on to the stair rail tight so I wouldn't fall off. 

My eyes aren't deceiving me right? Why do they always have the good looks? He has a jet black curly hair and his shape is just too athletic. He stood up when I came there. I politely bowed to his parents. 

He looks like his mom and his green eyes are just so perfect. I tried my best to maintain myself and not embarrass myself in front of him. He's just too damn hot. 

"Your daughter is really beautiful. She's the perfect match for William." His mother said. 

I smiled and bowed again like this is some royal family.  

My husband to be did not say a word. My mom pushed me to sit with him. He has such an intimidating personality and figure. He's so much bigger than me but I won't let that scare me. b

"Don't you think we should leave them alone so they can get to know each other better?." My dad suggested. 

" I think you're right. Let's go talk about it in the garden." 

His mother whispered something to him and they left with my parents. I was left alone with him in the living room. There was an awkward silence around us, I don't think he will say anything if I don't talk. 

I stared at his perfect smooth skin and his lovely eyes. I don't know why but I'm suddenly liking the idea of having this man as my husband. Until... 

"A picture lasts longer." He finally said making me feel embarrassed. 

What a proud peacock. 

"Ummm.... I'm Daniella. Nice to meet you." I said awkwardly. 

He scoffed, "I'm not pleased to meet you either. You can drop the formalities." 

I realized he's not my type. He just has good looks but he's nothing compared to what I imagined my dream man to be. 

"Hey I'm only trying to be nice. Who says I like you anyway?." I replied rudely. 

I think I'd rather go to Asia than spend the rest of my life with this idiot. 

"The feeling's mutual then. I hope you can tell your parents why I refused to marry you. I'm getting out of here." He stood up to leave. 

I am in deep shit. My parents would really be disappointed in me. What am I going to do?

"But you started it. Why make it look like my fault?." I retorted. 

He turned to me with a smirk, "And who's going to believe that?." 

What's he trying to do right now? Maybe I should just apologize to him and not have to go to my aunt? Or perhaps that is the best place to be right now. 

"I'm sorry. Please don't tell my mom." I apologized even though I shouldn't have. 

He smirked making me wanna wipe it from his face. Jerk. 

"You should prepare to face something worse than what your parents would do to you. I'm not in the mood for any commitments, you can always back out." 

I scoffed, "You don't scare me. I'm ready if you are."

"You asked for it."

— PRESENT —

To think I'm the one who made a bet when we were introduced to each other. I never expected that I would ever fall in love with him or be in this situation. The beginning of the marriage was hell and I wanted to end things immediately. Everything changed after the honeymoon and we slowly fell for each other – or so I thought. 

It's hard for me to breathe for even one minute without thinking about the situation. I never even planned for this. What am I supposed to do now that I am losing everything and everyone I ever cared about? I can't even think straight. The fact that William left with another woman in front of me hurts me more than the whole divorce.

His first love? He still thinks about things like that? I never knew he had eyes for someone like Matilda. Does he not see how evil she is and what she has done to so many people in her life? How could he fall in love with someone like that? They're not even together anymore. How could he bring her back the moment we get separated?

Was he trying to rub it in my face, to show that he really wanted me to suffer? I don't deserve this.

I dragged myself home in a taxi, and when I finally got down, I realized just how bad things were for me. Should I just wait for him to get back so we can talk about this? I just can't live like this—not without finally confirming if he really wants me out of his life, if he's really not going to check for my innocence at all.

As soon as I got into the compound, I saw the car he brought earlier parked nearby. I immediately thought that he came back home. Maybe he dropped Matilda off, and now we can have enough time together.

I rushed inside the house to talk to him. I didn’t find him in the living room, so I looked around. I ran to his favorite place in the house—his home office. I barged in without knocking, and that was when I saw the heartbreaking sight in front of me.

This wasn’t what I was expecting to see, but it was right there.

William and Matilda were in an intimate position. She was sitting on his lap, and they were making out in the same house we live in together. He has no respect for me anymore. Does he really hate me this much?

"WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS?" I shouted at the top of my lungs.

They separated, and Matilda quickly got up from his lap, but he dragged her back, not even acknowledging my presence. This not only made me feel worse, but I was utterly humiliated.

"Who do you think you are, barging into my office? Have you packed your things? I need you out of here as soon as possible," he said, continuing to hurt my feelings.

I slowly walked towards him, tears welling up in my eyes. Matilda immediately got off his lap again and walked towards me.

"Daniella! It's not what you think. William and I are not like that..." she said. Then she moved closer and whispered in my ear, "Don't listen to what I just said. What you saw is true. William and I have been together for a very long time, and you are nothing but a past tense."

"What?"

"He doesn't love you at all. He's only ever looked at me. Right from the start, he has always been that way. You were just too stupid to notice it. You're already divorced, so you should get lost now. We don't need you here… Bitch," she smirked at me.

I couldn't hold in my anger, so I pushed her. She fell dramatically, and William immediately rushed to help her. I couldn't believe how fake she was acting.

"Daniella, what is wrong with you?!" William snapped at me.

"Daniella, I'm so sorry. I promise you that I'm not trying to take your man away from you. This is a mistake, and I’ll leave immediately. Please don't hurt me," she begged, acting like she was genuinely scared of me.

I scoffed, tears rolling down my cheeks. "You liar! After everything you said to me, you're acting like you did nothing wrong?"

William stood up and grabbed me, dragging me out of his office. He pushed me away, making me fall to the ground.

"I want you to pack your things and get out of here right now! I'll send you the money for the divorce, so you should never come back here!" he yelled at me.

"How could you do this to me, William? You're not even looking at me at all. Do you really care about her so much more than me that you badly want me out of your life?" My body trembled, and my voice shook.

"I want nothing to do with you anymore. Don't you understand? I need you out of my life!"

I slapped him.

"Why did you do that? Go ahead and hit me more if you want, if that's what it takes to make you disappear from my sight!"

I needed no one to tell me the truth anymore. He was serious when he said he didn’t want me. I was just holding on to some hope that wasn’t real.

It’s over. It’s really over.

I wiped my tears. "I’m going to leave like you wanted. But you should know that once I get out of here, I’m never coming back to you again."

"What?"

"I also don’t need your money. Let’s never meet each other again, you bastard!"