Ex Husband, Please don't chase after me

Earlier a few days of our marriage went in silence. He didn't talk to me nor did I take the initiative. I just received a call from the City's Hospital. They notified me that Aunt Georgia's medical bill of ten years was paid in advance including the charges of surgery she needed to go through. The next day I thanked him and he only replied 'Hmm...'.

Slowly, we began performing our duties of a normal couple. I used to cook food for him and take care of his home while he provided me with everything I needed. He would often come with several gifts. Sometimes he would say that they were sent by Grandma and sometimes he would say nothing. But, when I thanked Grandma about the gifts, she would be completely unaware of those items. I wondered who among these two were lying, Grandma or Christian? However, remembering what Grandma did just to tie our knot, I could only assume that it was Grandma who was lying to bring us closer.

Even though we married each other in a very awkward situation, both of us performed our duties quite well. There were times when we shared bed together as well. He didn't hesitate in showing his rights to me at night and also paid me with his loyalty. Out of many qualities, the one thing that I was fond of him was his loyalty. He never betrayed me or cheated on me even if I was just an option for him to marry until that day.

" Laura, Izzy has returned..." He said in an excited voice. My hands trembled while serving him dinner as I looked up into his eyes and said, "Congratulations, your love has returned for you. Should I pack my stuff and leave this place and you for her?"

" As you wish... I'm going to receive her from the airport." He said before leaving the dining table. He had taken a few steps before he stopped and turned to me, saying in a serious voice, " Don't do anything foolish. Have faith in me."

It seemed like he noticed what I said to him after a while and realized he said something wrong to me. That's why he stopped to clarify for me before he left.

Those were the words that stopped me from leaving him for too long. Despite his continuous betrayal and complete ignorance of our marriage, I stayed in this marriage for too long. He would often receive calls from Izzy and leave me in the middle of the night. He would return only in the morning and didn't find it necessary to explain to me. I would often smell ladies perfume from his shirt or worse see the lipstick marks. I endured everything just because he asked me to have faith in him. This was the only reason why I kept refusing his mother when she asked me to divorce him. However, when he asked me to do it, I had no reason to refuse.

He was never mine. I was a substitute lover to him and he was a bank balance to pay my foster mother's medical bill. I told this to my heart and signed the papers.

But, the life, that was breathing in my womb, was mine. I wasn't planning to share him with anyone. I would have left Christian and his world with my kid. I would have spent my whole life with my baby. But, he took the only happiness from my life. He killed my baby.

In just a second, he turned himself into a villain from being a crush to me. I hate him now. I hated myself because I loved this person once. He was a murderer. I wasn't going to forgive him in future. Never!