MY EX-HUBAND WANTS US BACK, I SAID NO

Mia's POINT OF VIEW

"I'm here to see Liam," I told the receptionist when I got to Liam's company.

"Okay ma'am, you can go in. He is less busy right now," the receptionist informed me. I thanked her and walked into his office with the signed divorce papers with me. I should have known he didn't love me, I felt so used and worthless.

For the past 3 years I spent with him, he has always been cold towards me. I thought I had found someone who loved me after a series of heartbreaks from different men before I married him. I thought Liam was going to be the man for me, the man of my dreams, the man I am ready to spend all my life with, but I was wrong.

The first few month of our marriage, he made me feel loved, the love I have never had from my family, not even my step-siblings. Losing my mummy wasn't enough, he didn't even wait for a few weeks after my mum's burial, and neither did he think that I was carrying his child. Our blood before he gave me the divorce letter. I felt serious pain in my heart like I was going to have a heart attack. I had difficulties breathing properly, and I didn't know how to explain how I felt right now.

I stood at the entrance of his office as I took a deep breath in and out. I didn't want to feel vulnerable, I didn't want him to know that the divorce had much effect on me. I knocked on the door, and I heard his cold voice asking me to come in.

"Come in" he said, as I stepped into his office, he raised his head to look at me, and we maintained eye contact for a few seconds.

All I could see in his eyes was the cold, wicked, nonchalant look that I had always seen for the past 3 years. I tried to make this marriage work, but I think it is better off as we are separated now.

He cleared his throat and said in his usual cold, emotionless voice. "What do you want from me?" he asked me as he moved his eyes back to his laptop.

"I've signed the divorce letter and I have come to drop it at your office because I have been calling you, but you didn't pick it up". I put down the brown envelope with me on his office desk.

He looked at me, then back at the envelope and picked it up. He took out the contents in the envelope and went through it. The silence in the room was suffocating. It felt like I had spent more than an hour standing in this room with him. The tension in the room was so strong that I couldn't wait to get the hell out of there.

"OK, you can go," he said with a cold voice that echoed in the room.

"I will be paying for your bills till you put you to bed. I will do my responsibility as a father for the child," he announced, as he dropped the envelope back on the table, signaling me with his hands that I should walk out of his office.

"Well, I don't need your help with the bills, and I don't want my child to know she has a wicked man as a father. I can pay them myself, Mr. Billionaire." I gave him the piece of my mind before walking out of his office

As I got to the entrance of the door, the door went open, and I was shocked to see my step-sister, Sliver, in a very short and revealing outfit cat walking into Liam's office with confidence. I am not going to deny that I was so pissed off, like my step-sister?? I was so shocked that I stood rooted to the spot unable to process anything, that I didn't know I was blocking the entrance.

"Hey bitch, can you leave the door?" she said as she gave me a weird look, as I excused myself from the door and gave her passage to enter Liam's office.

"Hey babe," she called excitedly, as she walked towards Liam happily and sat on his lap, I was beyond shocked.

How come I did not notice that something was going on between my step-sister and my ex-husband? I knew he was having an affair with someone outside our marriage, but I never knew it was my step-sister. I looked back and saw the warmth, love, and affection I had never seen in his eyes. He always looked at me with a cold look, but now he is looking at my step-sisters with love. I felt stupid at that point, I felt used and useless.

I wasted 3 good years with Liam, I thought, as I felt a sharp pain in my heart. It felt like they were the only ones in the room. I didn't want to break down crying in their presence, I didn't want them to feel like they had won. I rushed out of the office the fastest way I could, with the thought of coming back stronger.

When I got to my car, I broke down in tears. My heart was tearing apart, I felt like I was losing my breath, I felt so weak and unable to control my tears. I felt stupid, betrayed, numb, vulnerable, you can call it whatever you like. But I haven't felt like this in years, even my mother's death didn't make me feel like that, but seeing my step-sister with my ex-husband broke me even more.

I tried to show him enough love, not knowing he was getting the love elsewhere. My love for him is just like pouring a bucket of water inside a well, no matter the amount of water, no matter the number of years I keep pouring the water, it is never going to get filled.

(FLASHBACK)

I was feeling weak that very day, and I also noticed that I missed my period, so I went out to buy a pregnancy test kit.

Tears dropped from my eyes as I stared at the test strip in my hand, which marked two red dots indicating that I was pregnant. My heart wrenched in pain as more tears rolled out of my eyes and down to my mouth, making me feel the saltiness of my tears. How will Liam react when I tell him I am pregnant? Will it make him love me more, or will the news make him hate me? This question occupied my mind but I couldn't get an answer until I told him.

I took a deep breath in and out before walking out of the bathroom to the bedroom. I saw Liam sitting on the bed with his back against the bed rest while working on his laptop.

"Uhm.... Hi," I said nervously, hoping he wouldn't snap at me like he used to do.

"Hummmmm," he just hummed as his eyes didn't leave what he was doing on his laptop.

"I want to talk to you. Please, I need your full attention," I voiced out while playing with my fingers.

"Yes, what is it? If you don't have my attention, I won't be responding to you right now." he answered, as he looked up in my direction, his cute blue eyes piercing deep into my soul.

"I have good news Liam," I stated, and he just hummed.

"I'm pregnant," I revealed, and I gulped down nothing in fear of his response, as I watched his facial expression change.

"Liam, you are not saying anything," I pointed out, hoping for him to at least react happily to what I just told him.

"What do you mean?" he asked, as I was looking kind of confused.

"I mean......." I stuttered, unable to complete my words because I was nervous and scared.

"You are going to abort that child in your womb, 'cause I am not ready to be a father. And I don't need any child with you, not in this loveless marriage" he stated, without an emotion, and I felt a sharp pain piercing through my heart. It looked as if my whole world was crumbling.

"Abort my baby?? We waited for 3 years to have a child. Now that we have finally had one, you are asking me to abort?

"It can never happen, Liam, it can never happen. I won't abort my baby, I'm not going to abort this baby in my womb, Liam." I said, as tears rolled out of my eyes and placed my hand on my tummy in a protective way.

After a while, he walked out on me and walked into his closet, only for him to come back with a brown envelope.

He stretched the envelope to me and asked me to open it.

"What is this?" I asked with a shaky hand.

"Open it and don't ask a question" he responds rudely.

I took out the contents that were inside the envelope, and what I saw made me break down in tears.

Tears streamed down my eyes, as I was unable to process this divorce letter I was lost staring at the divorce letter with me, I wanted to make this work, and I was determined to do anything to keep my marriage.

But at this point, I can't describe how I felt. He never loved me, I was just deceived, I was the only one in love with him. The feeling was never mutual, which I knew, but I was only trying to deceive myself by believing he loved me too.

He rejected me and my child. Well, maybe it is for the best for my child and me. At least, my child won't grow up in a loveless marriage, or a loveless home, I thought.

"What did I do??" I asked him, as I stared into his cold blue eyes with no emotion in them.

"What does it look like? I know you can read" he replied, as he broke eye contact with me.

I have to beg him even though I know I don't deserve the divorce, but all my pleads fall on deaf ears. He is determined to get a divorce by all means.

"Mia, you are going to sign the damn paper because if you don't, you know how toxic it can be, and I don't want to lay my hands on you," he said, with no emotion in his voice, his brown piercing eyes filled with anger and hatred.

"But I haven't done anything to warrant this, Liam. I have been tolerating this for years. Even if you don't love, I won't fight back for you to do it, I won't even beg for love. As you can see, I'm not requesting your attention or your love. But please let me just keep this child." I muttered, as tears streamed down my eyes. I felt the saltiness of the tears in my mouth.

"Liam please, at least for the sake of our child," I fell down on my knees holding his legs, but he pulled his legs out of my hand, making me fall in the process.

"Mia, if you know what is best for you, sign the papers and let everyone part ways. About the child, you can make the right decision by aborting it before it is too late" he told me, and I looked up at him, looking straight into his eyes.

"I am not going to abort this child in my womb. That will never happen when I am alive," I replied, with determination in my voice.

"Well, we will see to it then," he added, as he walked out of the room picking up his jacket and his suitcase.

"Don't forget to sign the paper, if you know what is good for you," he shouted from the staircase, and I broke down in tears.

END OF FLASHBACK

I was still lost in my thoughts when my ringing phone brought me out of my thoughts. I looked at the caller, but it was a strange number.

"Hello," I said tiredly and weakly.

"Wait, what?? Hold on, I will be there soon," I ended the call, shaking and panicking. Immediately, I started my car and drove off.

The ride to my father's mansion was a long one. Different thoughts ran through my head. As I drove I felt like I was being stalked. I got extremely scared when I knew that my suspicion was right. I place one hand on my tummy unconsciously.

What?