Her Ex-husband’s Wrath

I DON’T know how many bottles of wine I finish since I arrived. I’m here at the bar section of our house when Agatha enters.

‘Please enough, please that’s enough I don’t want to hurt my husband.’

I threw the bottle of wine with too much force because I remember what I heard earlier when I left her and it feels it rang in my ear again.

“What’s wrong with you?” Agatha asked me annoyed but I just looked at her once and I averted my gaze. She just came in and that’s what she got right away. “Are you ok?” She asked in surprise but I did not answer.

“I want to be alone,” I said and I just heard her gasp.

“Asher,”

“Go, I want to be alone,”

I first saw her shook her head before she finally left the bar.

I hold the glass tightly remembering everything that happened tonight.

Fuck you, Ash!

Why did you come back?

Why did you show up to me again?

I’m ok and I’m starting to get up but damn, you come back. I was getting up but you came back to kick me again.

I thought you came back to get me back. I would still be ready to accept you even if you left me.

But why?

Why do you keep making me look like I am no longer your husband and I am no longer part of your heart and life? You are showing me that I am of no value to you.

Where am I lacking?

Where did I go wrong?

I gave everything to you but why did you do this to me?

“Ahhhhhhh!” I punched the table and throw all the belongings.

I will take her back in my own way. If this is the way for her to give up and come back to me then I’ll make sure she will suffer before her contract ends. I will torture her until she herself takes pity on me and return to me as my wife.

I need to get over her while she’s still in my hands because I need her. If torturing her will be my way to get her back, then I will do it again and again.

I will make her realize that her man can’t defend her and I’m still the one who defeated her and I’m still the one she needs. I should still be the one next to her and not that asshole.All content © N/.ôvel/Dr/ama.Org.

I will not allow her to left me again. When I will be nice to her, she will also leave me again after her contract. But if I humiliate her I am sure she will give up the pain and suffering while she is still in my hands and be with me.

She will beg for me to be my wife again and I will make sure that happens. Because I will not allow her to out from my sight now that I have seen her again. She can never disappear from my sight no matter what happens.

She’s mine again, she will be mine in any way so she can’t go to anyone else. I will take her back and I will not give up.

I don’t care if I run out of everything, I will pay her as long as I’m with her. I will do all the way I knew so she would just stay by my side.

Because I still love her.

Despite everything she did to me I still love her and I don’t want to lose her.

=ASHLEY’s POV=

It’s already morning when I woke up or let’s say my senses regained by what happened. There was nothing wrapped around my body and I was still lying on the table. I can still smell the juices that maybe comes out from Asher. I can feel the sticky fluid at my back.

While I look at the table there is some money on it. Maybe Asher left it for me.

I slowly get up and take some towels to cover my body. I lay down on the bed while crying thinking about what happened last night.

I feel pity for myself but it doesn’t matter to me anymore. Because no matter how many times I feel sorry for myself there is nothing I can do and nothing will change.

Maybe if it wasn’t for Charles I would have given up a long time ago. I have long since escaped this world as before.

I actually wanted to give up and tell to Asher the truth. I want to go back to him to stop my suffering in his hand. I know he won’t stop hurting me because he will always think I traded him for someone else just because I lost my love. He would not stop torturing me to make me feel the same pain he had gone through. My suffering will only stop if I go back to him and admit to him the truth.

But what I want is if ever I go back to him it is because he accepts me as I am. He would accept me as the wife who exchanged him for someone else as far as he knew. Not out of pity because of what happened.

I don’t like that nor I will be happy, US, because he will find it difficult to accept the truth.

Charles had very little left in his life. When he left me, my life would be even more meaningless. I want to be with Asher in my time of grief. But I know that’s impossible.

Massive impossible.

I fix myself for going to work.

What could Asher think after he saw my back?

He felt sorry for me or thought where did I get that or he thought something else?

Maybe he got even angrier and thought that this kind of bed game is what I want and he looked down even more at me. I can’t blame him for what he thinks about me. He picked me up dirty and cleaned me up. But I chose to tarnish my image in his eyes again.

For the good of both of us.

I just took a shower and eat a meal then left.

I had just entered the office when I saw Agatha but Asher was not here still yet. I advance thirty minutes now. I’m used to taking care of the paperwork in advance so that I can report something when he arrives.

“Good Morning,” I greeted Agatha and took my place.

“What’s good in the morning when you’re the one I sees?” In Agatha’s voice, she was obviously drunk. It looks like maybe she hasn’t come home yet and came from the bar and then went straight here. “Tell me? What’s good in the fucking morning if the face of an unfaithful wife of my brother greeted up to me?” Then she walked over to my table.

“Your drunk, I’ll call Asher to pick you up.” I picked up the phone when Agatha suddenly snapped it so it fell off.

“Why did you come back? Why are you messing with my brother’s brain? He’s started moving on but you still showed up. He’s happy, but why did you come back?” I didn’t answer, instead, I stood up to support her when I saw her almost fall.

“You can seat—”

“FUCK YOU!” she shouted once pushing me. “Damn you, why did you come back, Ashley? Why?!” That’s when I cried. Anger and pain are now seen in Agatha.

“Agatha,” I just said when I saw her crying.

“He has already started to recover. But you came back again to cause trouble. Why? Because you are no longer happy with your man? Then what? You will come because you know he loves you? What do you need huh! Money? Tell me and I will give it to you so you can leave my brothers.” Leanna’s hurtful word hits me.

We used to do that as a bully before but now it’s a pain to listen if you know that she said that because she’s mad at me.

“I’m not going back to cause a problem,” I explain. “I don’t want to cause trouble. I didn’t think this would be the effect of my return. I just want to apologize to you.” She shook her head and then wiped away her tears. “To both of you.”

“Then leave because we don’t need you anymore, go away and don’t come back. You’d better die so we can all be quiet. ”

“Agatha,”

“You cheated on my brother, he valued and loved you but you left him down because you went with another man.”

“I’m sorry Lean, I didn’t mean to.”