Divorced My Husband, And Married His Enemy

We didn't stay inside for long, I just let him know the change of my decision.

As I walked out of the hospital, Asher finally said, “What are you planning to do now?”

“Divorce.” I said with no emotion.

I had given up everything for this month. Eight years. Eight years of my entire youth, I spent on him, never stopped loving him. I was the one who helped him with his company, when no one was here for him. I was also the one taking care of his family. I even went against my family just to marry him, but in the end, I was abandoned. Just her coming back, and he was ready to leave behind everything we did. In the end, my parents, and brother were correct.

Asher broke my thoughts as he just politely took my hand, and went to the garage where his car was parked.

“Does he know?” he finally spoke as we got inside.

I shook my head. “Funny thing, except for my doctor, you're the second to know.”

He frowned. I could see the pity he felt for me in his eyes.

“I planned to tell him today, but it seems like I had finally woken up from a long dream today. I'm happy, look. He can finally be with the one he loves.”

He stopped, and cast a glare. He didn't say a word, but I immediately stopped what I was saying.

Asher drove me back home, and as I got out, I saw Ace, and his friends coming inside, drunk.

“Look, here she is! After all, she can't be without Ace!”

“Looking at her face makes me disgusted. How did you end up marrying this scheming woman? She's the one who schemed against you both, getting between you and Elena.”

My eyebrows shot up. What did he mean by I came between them?

Ace frowned and walked nearer. “Apologise now for what you did back there, or just get the heck out of my house.”

I sneakered, looking away, holding back the tears.

“What the heck are you doing?” he scorned as I entered inside.

“I'm leaving.” I said disdainfully as I stormed inside.

Hastily, I picked my dresses, jewelleries, and everything that belonged to me, that I bought by myself.

And, it fit all in one bag.

Ace had given me some bags, and some luxurious items, but I was going to take none of them. I wanted to cut him off completely.

But my heart still throbbed when I thought about the photos. Over the years, I created an album, containing every memory of ours, and I couldn't help but look at it for the last time.

It was the last time I comforted myself as I started looking at the photos.

However as I was looking, my eyes fell on a distant album.

“Was this ours too? I don't remember seeing it before.” I asked as I took it out.

The album was neat, no dust has fallen on it. It must have been opened regularly, or recently.

Curiously, I opened the album, and my heart sank looking at the pictures. I gulped, and looked through every page.

It was Ace’s album. All the photos belonged to him, and Elena. Worst, all the places we had been together, and even his favourite restaurant were their date spots. And, it wasn't his favourite restaurant but Elena’s. All along, Ace had just taken me as a substitute.

My heart completely shattered. I laughed seeing the pictures as I placed them back at the same spot.

I had been stupid, ignorant.

Rubbing the tears off my face, I took my bag, and stormed out of the room.

Walking out, I saw Ace, and his friends were still there.

“How do you stay with this woman? Divorce her already. Elena is already back, and she still loves you.”

I laughed. “We're getting a divorce. But, it's me who's divorcing him.”

Ace frowned, massaging his forehead. Where are you going now? What drama is this?”

I didn't reply to him, instead, I said, “My lawyers will soon send you the papers. Please sign them, and be with your sweet Elena.”

Ace scoffed. “I'd like to see how you stay out there. Don't take my money, and anything.”

“Don't worry, I haven't touched anything that belonged to you, and I won't be taking any of them.” I said, walking forward as I heard them making a bet.

“I bet she's returning in two days.”

“One day.”

Ace cold-heartedly replied, mocking me. “I bet in an hour.”

Gulping, I bit my lips as I let out my tears. He was wrong. I wasn't coming back anymore. This time, I won't be living into his whims.