Chapter 137: Chapter 137

(Avery’s Thoughts)

“Dear Avery - My Loyal Wife,

When you came into my life and agreed to be my wife, that was the best day of my life. That day, on our sudden wedding day, I promised that I would cherish you more than anyone else.

I swore to protect the smile on your face, a smile so genuine when I first met you at that hotel five years ago.

Avery, I know you’ve been trying so hard, and you never once failed fulfilling your duty as my loving wife, even if it means putting your heart aside. You’ve been so good to me, and you’ve been faithful to me like you promised me.

But sometimes kindness and compassion aren’t enough when love is forced. Eventually, the true feelings will immerse.

With so much regret, I’ve seen you fallen right in front of my eyes. I’ve witnessed how your bright spark faded when you married me. I’ve become the reason why you lost yourself.

I let it happen. And I can’t forgive myself for that ever again.

You were forced to love me. I forced you to love me.

And now, I am forcing you to bear my child despite your health condition. I hate how it took a toll on you, but I want to be honest here.

I want a woman who can give me a family of my own. With this, I can’t be with you anymore. I’ll find a woman who can give me what I want.

And just go back to the man who you are supposed to be with, right from the very start.

I love you, but I want a family. And now, I am breaking my vow to you. Don’t look for me anymore. I won’t answer any of your call. Don’t bother my parents either, if you at least cared for them in the short period of time we are married.

Goodbye.

Your Loser Ex-Husband,

Jeff Tales”

My muscles are still shivering from the shock of reading Jeff’s letter. He left it on the kitchen table just like that, and beside it is the signed divorced paper.

I scoff and curse, “Damn it, Jeff! What the hell happened last night? Did I do anything wrong?”

I question myself as tears wouldn’t stop flowing. I called Kendra a while ago, and now, I am waiting for her because I think I’ll have my panic attack anytime soon.

Why? Why did Jeff leave me? I did everything I could. I sacrificed everything I have to be with him. But now, he is leaving? No! He already left, he left his wedding ring, and these pieces of shit!

“Why me? Why does it always have to be me? Why are you punishin me? If only you had given me a child, this wouldn’t have happened, would it?” I look up the sky and curse God.

I try calling his number multiple times, but it is now unreachable. I will wait for Kendra and then we will go to his workplace.

A few more minutes and she finally shows up. She has a spare key so she goes straight to me, “Oh god, Avery. What happened? Is it true? Did he really leave you?” she asks worriedly.

I nod and point to the letter on the table. She takes some time to read it and almost crumples it.

“Bullshit, Jeff! This is bullshit!” she curses at him, too. She then takes out her phone to dial a number but I halt her and tells her I tried it a while ago.

Then she embraces me tight, “Oh, dear. I am so sorry! I really am!”

She then leads me on the bed so I could rest for a bit and she sits beside me, “D-did you two fight big time lately?”

I shake my head, “None that I am aware of. I just know that sometimes we have arguments over petty things, like a normal couple would do. But K, I swear, I didn’t do anything. I–I just told him yesterday night what the doctor told me about. And I thought he would accompany me to another one, but then when I woke up, he’s gone. What should I do?”

Kendra doesn’t answer but she massages her temples and nosebridge. She takes a deep breath as if she wants to say something.

“Is there something in your mind? Do you know something? K, please, I am beggin you. My husband left me. I am alone! Please?” I beg her while squeezing both her arms.

“Actually, Jeff met me a few days ago, he looked exhausted and somehow different, but I thought it was just an ordinary thing. I thought he just had a bad day at work, and just needed a friend to talk to,” K says.

And I continue listening to her.

My heart retaliates with every word I hear. If he loves me, why did he leave me? If he cares for me, why did he want to divorce me? If he wants me to be happy, why isn’t he here with me? Why?

“So, I should acept his decision? Is that what you are saying, K? That I should just let my husband divorce me becuase of it? He’s my fucking husband for fuck’s sake, K. Why didn’t you just tell me. So I can at least show him that he’s the one I want to spend the rest of my life with, at least I c–”

But a slap kisses my cheek, “Enough, Avery! Enough!” K cries.

She kneels down on the bed while holding both my cheeks, “Stop pretending anymore, Avery! Please! He’s no longer here! He gives you the freedom that you can’t give yourself! He chooses to give you the happiness he thinks he can never ever give to you!”

I scowl and hiss at hr, I push her away, “What the hell are you talking about? What the fuck, K? You knew me! I was faithful. I never talked to him a–anymore,

“ I gasp for air before I continue, “W-when I got married, I didn’t see or even talk to him. So–so I d-don’t understand, Jeff. H-how can he doubt me?” I cry aloud.

But K gets up and shakes me, “Avery! Please. Stop! Look at you, just look at yourself! You’re stressed, depressed, and you wouldn’t even notice it. Why? Because you don’t even know it yourself!”

I look at myself in the mirror, and for the first time, I see imperfection, a lot of flaws in me, tired, thin, and derailed. I cry seeing my true self.

“W-what happened to me?” I ask.

“Because you are suppressing your happiness, and you are trying to hide it for a very long time. You’ve been longing for someone’s love, and we all know who that is? And Avery, I am sorry! I am to blame to,” she exclaims.

“Blame? About?” I ask her.

“I didn’t tell you the truth when I had the time, I hid the truth about DeAndre so you could focus in marrying Jeff. I thought it would give you a happy married life. But I was wrong. Because after all these years, your heart is still beating for his name, Dmitri!” she cries and asks for my forgiveness.

I couldn’t speak, but my mind feels like exploding, “My bestfriend lied to me. She hid that one piece of information that could have changed my life, why?”

“Why Kendra? Why?” I scream at her and for the very first time, I hit her, punch her, and hit her again, and she just hugs me back.

“I am sorry. Nik was right. Nik was right all along, I gave you the pain that he has been carrying for a long time! I am sorry, Avery. Please forgive me! Please!”

I push her away, off of my bed.

“Get out! Get the hell out of my apartment!”

“Avery! Please!”

“Just get ouuuutttt!”