Semua Bab Delusional Jane: Bab 1 - Bab 10

"And I now pronounce you, man and wife," echoed the priest's voice in my head as I gazed at the shattered pieces of the glassware my husband had used to frame our wedding picture. It was the same glassware he picked up and shattered, as if it were nothing. One would think something so valuable should be treasured. But not in my case. I had considered myself a fortune, a prize, but it was all a delusional illusion. Was all this for a man who would never love me? I couldn't help but wonder. "Now that we are married, we can finally divide our shares and part ways as if we never met," he had said those exact words to me on our wedding night. I was dumbstruck, but I held onto a glimmer of hope. Winning his love was no easy task. He had already made up his mind that he would never fall in love or get married. Yet, there I was, entangled in my own web of delusions, trying to make him love me. "Men can only change when they want to change," my sister's warning echoed in my mind as i

I drove slowly to the gym this time, taking the opportunity to process my thoughts and calm down. I was feeling jittery, and my palms were still sweaty from the revelation earlier. "Your husband has been a liar all this while," the words of the doctor echoed in my mind as I clutched the result papers in my hand. It confirmed my suspicions, and I couldn't believe that my husband had been deceiving me for so long. "I told you so! I always knew something was off with that man," Sheba's voice rang in my ears. She had been skeptical of my husband from the beginning, and now her concerns were proven right. "I will tell mama," she had threatened, reaching for her phone. I pleaded with her not to involve our mother at that moment. It would only complicate things further, and I wanted to handle the situation discreetly. "Okay, fine. But you have to make that divorce process quick, or else," she warned, leaving me with no choice but to promise her that I would initiate the divorce pro

“Get away from me you asshole!” I screamed, pushing him hard away from me that he hit his back against the walls of the door.“What do you think you’re doing?! Don’t you have a wife?” I yelled in exasperation and even though, I wanted to feel that sense of love again, I really wanted him to get away from me. “It is men like you who ruin homes and drive their wives crazy, so the get a divorce!” I added and he just stood there, staring at me as though he had nothing to say but hell, I had more than a lot to say to him.“And so this makes me what? A bitch? A dry man who wants nothing but to be inside a wet pussy? Come on Jane! I don’t even have a wife!” He barked and I was shocked at his resounding words. What did he mean he didn’t have a wife.“Oh you’re a fine one to deny your wife. What did I expect anyways?” I scoffed, returning back to the sink to complete what I had started.“I mean it, I would never lie to you or to anyone else. Bianca is not my wife and I can prove it,” he said,

………..“What are you doing in my home?!” I thundered, catching Rick for the first time with a woman on our matrimonial bed. I had just gotten back from a visit to my sisters. And Rick and I had just made love the previous night. He had promised me the world, he had promised me he would change. But I was still seeing the same version of him before me and even worse. That was the umpteenth time he had promised me of a change. What was I thinking believing him all of those times? Or was that what it was? Maybe I just decided to ignore the fact that he wasn’t mine or maybe it was something more.“Get out! Both of you!” I charged at the both of them but Rick wasn’t having it. “Jane! Stop this bullshit! Leave us alone now!” He thundered and I stood there like a hopeless sheep in the woods. Did he just disrespect me in the presence of his mistress? Was it a crime to love someone? Did he just ask me to leave the both of them in my matrimonial bed?“In case you have forgotten so quickly Rick, t

“No no Jane,” she persisted, getting up from her seat and making me sit down. She offloaded the tray and nudged me to eat.“You have to eat first, so you won’t pass out. You haven’t eaten in days!” She yelled and I instantly felt really bad for her. She’s a very good and kind person and didn’t deserve this happening to her. I thought of over a million ways I could convey the message to her but it just wasn’t working. I couldn’t bring myself to do it. I couldn’t bring myself to deliver such terrible news. But I needed to let her know. Just hopefully, she wouldn’t be as delusional as I was in my marriage.“The food wasn’t cooked to be stared at now,” she pressed. She walked over to my bed and sat on the edge with a coffee in her hand. I was sure she wasn’t going to leave until I had eaten something. I took a quick look at my sister. Beautiful woman with short red hair. Her curves bulging out through that black trouser she wore with a red peplum shirt. She had a little tattoo on the back