Chapter 17
Dean:
I watched as Mariana approached me slowly, wanting to help me with my shirt, and I raised an eyebrow, knowing that she rarely ever did so. It was something that Iris did on a daily basis, whether the two of us were arguing, were on bad terms, or were on our best, it didn’t make a difference to her. She would come and help me with my shirt and would walk me to the door, come and greet me at the door with a beautiful smile, it was something that I couldn’t help but miss knowing that I lost it because I was being foolish.
The fact that she could tell that our marriage has been rocky for months was not something that she liked and appreciated. The woman was scared of what was going to happen, and I knew that in her mind, she feared that i might tell her that I wanted to end things. In truth, the only thing stopping me right now was the fact that it was me who fought to be with her.
That fact alone was enough to have me standing down with filing a divorce file. I knew that people and the media would be questioning my decisions, and the last thing that I could need right now is to be the talk of the media in a
way that would make me lose more stocks than I could afford. I already risked losing a lot when I chose to divorce Iris and marry Mariana. I couldn’t go back to repeat the same process again.
“What are you doing, Mariana?” I asked, shaking my head at the woman whose eyes dropped to the ground as she kept her hands on my shirt’s buttons. It was something that Iris did for me all the time. The woman was doing it whether or not we were on our best terms, and at times, her gentleness was what had me somewhat softening toward her as a husband.
“The two of us need to start solving things between us, Dean. I don’t know what is bothering you with me as a wife, but I can’t fix it if you’re not willing to talk to me about it. I know right now that you don’t want to…”
“What are you trying to prove to me right now, Mariana? That you are suddenly caring about me as a husband?” I asked, stopping her. I knew for fact that she was just playing a game not to lose what she had. And that was the main reason why I resented her. The woman and I were nothing but a couple on paper, and I expected her to know
better than to come roaming around, thinking that she could get anywhere with her attitude. “Because if that is the case, then I do suggest that you stop. The two of us are well aware that I mean nothing to you as a husband, and that is something that I don’t want you faking. You have what you want…”
“You know for fact that I fought to get you, Dean. I fought for your heart, and I fought to earn your love. It is you who doesn’t want me, and despite that, I know that it is you just getting cold toward me that is the issue. I can help you with that, but you…”
“Let me go, Mariana” I said, putting my hand on hers, stopping her from saying another word. I removed my hand,
glaring at her, and she looked down at her feet, avoiding my eyes as her expression hardened, realizing that what she was trying to do was not working. I hated being this way with a woman. I hated treating her like she was nothing, though it was how I treated Iris, it was something that I was now ashamed of. “We have to go out and be together publically, therefore, whatever it is that you have of affection right now, you can save it when we are at the gathering.”
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“I was simply helping you with…
“I can dress myself, that is one. Two, You can’t expect me to believe that you would be helping me get dressed. Especially since you as a person barely know how to be a wife unless it is giving me your b*dy.” I said, glaring at her, watching as her eyes widened in surprise before she slapped me. I turned my face to the side before putting a hand on my cheek where she slapped me, and she shook her head. I glared at the wall that was beside me, controlling my anger as I knew not to do something that I was going to end up regretting. I didn’t want to end up hurting the woman, I wasn’t the type who ever laid a hand on a woman, and that was something that she knew very
well.
“I fought for years to get your love. I did not force you to marry me, nor did I neglect you. You are a man who could afford having a thousand maids to take care of whatever it is that you need. As your wife, I have satisfied your bed
and kept…”
“You know, Mariana, you need to know the duties of a woman, and not a hooker at a random club.” I said, stopping her, taking her by surprise by what I was saying. But as much as I didn’t want to admit it, it was how she was acting. She wanted me to be with her when she was acting like a random hooker who wanted to give me nothing but S*x; however, when it came to anything else that concerned her being my wife, it was like she didn’t exist. “If I wanted one, then I would have easily gone to a club. Therefore, unless you know the duties of being a wife, please do not speak to me. As for the maids that I can hire, I don’t think that I am married to a maid, I married you because I thought that I loved you…”
“Thought?” She asked, stopping me. I raised an eyebrow at the woman and shook my head at her and took a step back, no longer wanting to keep going with this conversation which was clearly going nowhere. I could tell that she was trying to start a fuss, and that was something that I did not want to deal with right now. I had enough on my mind to work with, and knowing that we were going to my parents, I knew that the last thing I needed was for her to pretend that something was wrong with her to attract attention.
“Get ready, Mariana, we are leaving in fifteen minutes.” I said, walking out of the room. I had my tie around my neck and knew that I would need to fix it before getting my phone and wallet. The driver was the one who would drop us off. He would drop Mariana to the house and I would take my car which was parked at my parents‘ place to the office. I had a few things to tend to there later and to be honest, the last thing I wanted or needed was to be at home after things escalated to the point that they had from here. Plus, there was the fact that I still didn’t know how to bring up Lillian who I knew that I would be wanting to see later.
The girl, my daughter, went to my school, and that was something that I couldn’t get off my head. Her beautiful and Innocent eyes stuck to my mind like a glue, and that was something that despite wanting to get over, I couldn’t help but feel pain as I thought about it. The way she looked at me, and the way Iris spoke when she informed me of her.
I couldn’t help but go back to the night when she signed the divorce paper. Did she already know that she was pregnant? The way she held her stomach as if she was fighting a pain that night. The night just played in my head as I saw so much pain in her eyes. I knew that she fought me against it, she fought to protect her home despite me being the one who was mistaken. It sickened me inside to think of it the way that I did, and it killed me to know that I broke her despite her wanting to willingly take care of me and the house.
And now that I knew about my daughter, I knew that I couldn’t just easily drop the girl. However, I still needed to
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talk to Iris. The woman and I still had a lot to both discuss and try to figure out. And knowing that it wouldn’t be
easy was something that I wasn’t stupid enough to think of ignoring. Iris was not an easy prey for me to toy with and I knew now that she was not the loving womah that I first married, if anything, she was the phoenix who rose from the ashes after I had burned her. Therefore, I needed to thread what I had to tell her carefully.
I just needed to find the right time to do so.
