"Be my wife, I'll give you everything you want." Sheila never expected this offer from her ex-boyfriend whom she abandoned a few years ago for another man. She had just come out of prison heartbroken and was thinking of how to put her life together. Her beloved husband sent her there, after divorcing her to be with her best friend. She's not interested in jumping into another marriage but is pressured into accepting the offer for a short period. He already signed an agreement with her parents, and she was the price. Their marriage is based on a set of rules which enabled them to live peacefully with each other until an intruder sets in. Would she stay married to her ex-boyfriend until the contract expires? Or would she leave and damn the consequences?
Sheila's POV:
"Baby," I yelled, closing the doors as I entered the house. Allen was sitting on the chair, his face grim.
"Baby. Guess what I'm about to tell you."
"It's good news, try guessing," I added but he was still quiet.
"You seem to be in a bad mood, but this would cheer you up!" I chirped excitedly.
"I'm just coming from the hospital and the doctor said that..." I wasn't able to finish my statement when Allen interrupted me.
"Sheila." Allen cut me off, his voice cold.
"Mhm?" I stopped speaking, wondering why he called me like that.
"If you won't go straight to the point, then I'll tell you mine. I have bad news for you."
"What?" I wondered what was coming next.
"We're getting divorced." Allen continued, avoiding my gaze. For a second I thought it was a prank.
"What? Divorce, what are you saying? Are you trying to act out a TV drama? You're so funny." I laughed at his words and was about to sit near him when he pushed himself off the chair and gestured toward the papers on the table. The big bold words written on the top of the paper almost gave me a heart attack.
"What's this? Why are you giving me divorce papers? What did I do wrong?" I asked, shaking. On the table were divorce papers, already signed by my beloved husband. His beautiful handwriting which I had so loved was on divorce papers that I was a recipient of.
"Don't you get it? I'm divorcing you, so you better sign those papers before I get back home." Allen said harshly, his narrowed eyes narrowing even further.
I stumbled, my legs giving out as I fell to the ground.
"But why? Why are you divorcing me? Shouldn't you at least tell me what I did wrong?" I queried, my eyes locking into his. A smirk rose on his lips, his eyes turned hateful.
"Because I never loved you." His answer was merely one sentence, but my heart shattered into different pieces.
"What?" My eyes were wide with shock, "You never... loved me? So... what have we been doing together all this while?"
My lips trembled, "You must be joking, if you didn't love me, then how come you got married to me? You were the one who proposed your love for me? You begged me to be with you, remember?!"
Allen let out a scary laugh that made me jerk in fear, "I remember nothing, Sheila. Do you know what I like the most about you? You are so naive, you believed everything I said and swallowed it hook line, and sinker. You never questioned my words, even though I wasn't a very good actor. You ignored all the red flags just because you were stupidly in love with me. Thankfully, it all worked out well and I was able to get married to you."
He was smiling from the beginning until he finished what he said but suddenly, the smile turned into a frown and he came towards me and gripped my shoulders tightly, shaking me.
"But I never expected that you would throw away your family name just for me! You destroyed all my plans! I thought I could use you since your family was rich, but after you got married to me, your family never gave me anything! They didn't even allow me to go near your family house!"
Allen slammed his hands on the table, anger oozed out of his entire body.
Meanwhile, my head was blank, I couldn't think of anything other than the words he just said. I was naive... Did he marry me just because of my family's wealth? My lips twitched.
"So... Let me get this straight... You got married to me because of my family's wealth, not because you loved me? How did I not see any of the signs? I was carried away by your promises, I thought I had found myself a soul mate, someone who loved me for me. I now see how wrong I was." I looked at Allen in horror.
"You finally understand? I guess you are not as naive as I thought you were. Now that you finally understand, how about you sign those divorce papers and let's get this over with? I'm done pretending." Allen put down the pen that was in his pocket on the table, the cap was already open.
"A... Allen," I stammered, tears streaming down my eyes, "D... Don't, please... Allen, you know how much I love you. You know I would die for you, I let go of my family name just for you, you can't do this to me. You can't!" I cried, crawling on the ground to hold the hem of his trousers pants, I smiled bitterly as I looked up at him.
"Allen, look here," I said. I wanted to tell you something when I first came in. I visited the hospital earlier, and the doctor said I was pregnant. I'm pregnant with your baby, Allen. After we tried so many times, I'm finally pregnant, you can't divorce me. If it's because I wasn't able to birth a child for you that makes you want to divorce, we don't have to do that anymore. I'll forget about what you said earlier concerning my family's wealth, let's make our marriage work, please. Look at the scan, isn't he so cute?"
My hands trembled as I brought out the pictures of the scan and handed them to him. He took them from meand stared at the pictures.
I hoped that the news about my pregnancy would make him rethink.
"You're going to be a father, Allen. Isn't that..."
"Be quiet. Sheila, do you think I'm stupid?"
I watched as Allen tore up the pictures right before me.
"You have always been such a slut, why did you think I would believe that the child you are carrying is mine? Look here, Sheila. I'm going out now, and before I come back, you had better have signed those papers, and you must have packed your things out of this house. Don't let me come back here and find you still here."
And with that, Allen walked out of the house, leaving me a sobbing mess on the ground, my cries echoing through the house. After a while, I stood up, walked dazedly to the papers, picked them up, and tore them apart in anger.
Then I ran out, hoping to see where Allen went, hoping that maybe he was still waiting outside for me. But he wasn't. Allen was gone.
Without a destination in mind, I ran and ran and ran until I got to the bridge where we first met. Where Allen had professed his love for me, where he had proposed. Before I knew it, tears streamed down my eyes again, I was unable to stop.
My screams echoed in the air, my knees buckled under the pressure.
As I sobbed, I heard a voice from behind me, "Miss Sheila?"
I turned around and saw two policemen. I didn't even have the decency to clean my eyes and my snotty nose.
"Your ex-husband said we might find you here since you weren't at home. I am Inspector James and this is my colleague Ryan. You are under arrest for the suspected embezzlement of a sum of Seven Million Dollars from D&S company." James said as he put a handcuff around my wrist.
"What?" I was in shock, "I am a suspect for what?"
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