Dear Ex, You're Always MINE!
Ela Osaretin · Completed · 171.8k Words
Introduction
Cora Watson held onto her husband’s promise from three years ago and did whatever she could to please him.She loved him dearly even if he,himself forgot about his promise and shattered her heart,ruthlessly. Now,she’s had enough!She would get divorced from him and would never let him or anyone trample over her ever again!
Chapter 1
CORA
“Oh God,Tristan…ahh…more…fuck me…Oh.”
Those moaning sounds reverberated in my head as a watched her on top of my husband,riding his cock.The sound of skin slapping against skin filled my ears.
I watched as she bent her head and kissed his lips,while gyrating her hips at the same time.
She seemed to be in cloud nine as she rode him faster and harder.
My breath was stuck in my throat.Though I could only see his side view but I couldn’t miss the shirt on his body.
He was still clad on a shirt though the lower half of his body was exposed.
It was a shirt I had specially picked for him this morning.A custom made shirt that I had gotten for him on his last birthday and he was currently on it while being fucked by another woman.
Another pain fact was that the woman was none other than Phoebe Hudson,she was his ex-girlfriend and the fact that she had been in his life before had always troubled me because I felt that was the reason he couldn’t love me.
I always felt that he was still hung up on her and tonight,my suspicion has been confirmed to be true.
As her moans came from the phone again,my hands grew shaky and the phone fell.
To say I was heartbroken was an understatement.It felt as if something was pressing down on my chest and I was finding it hard to breathe.
Why was this happening to me?
Why?
I had always dreamt of him touching me,I had always longed for him to hold me just once but he never did.
And now,he was having all the fun in the world with that woman?!
On our wedding anniversary?
After all these years,did I not still matter to him?
Tears spilled from my eyes,I was unable to stop it as I cried my eyes out.
I had given all the maids a day off today and I had spent the whole day preparing to make our wedding anniversary memorable.It was a day that I had been looking forward to for the three years all because of his promise to me.
I sniffed as the memory flashed through my head.
I was on a wedding dress,it had been one of the happiest days of my life because I was getting married to the love of my life.
But Tristan Godoy was far from happy today as he slammed a piece of paper on the doctor.
“Sign it!”He had ordered.
I cocked an eyebrow.”What’s this?”
“A prenup.”
I picked it up and read through,the agreement stated that we would be married for only three years and after that,we would go their separate ways.
During our time of being married,none of us were allowed to cheat and we could also not have sex with each other.
The agreement had broken my heart.
I had thought we would be married for the rest of our lives and live happily ever after.
But he only wanted to stay married to him for three years and we won’t even be intimate?
I couldn’t exactly blame him though at that time because he was forced into this.
I had greatly been on help to his grandmother and she grew so fond of me that she told me that she’d do anything I wanted.
I had boldly told her that I wished to be married to Tristan.I was hopefully in love with him and I just wanted to be with him.
But he hated being forced to marry me more than anything.
Taking a deep breath,I concluded that I would use this three years to prove to him that I was worthy of his love and affection.
I would use this three years to make him love me.
So I signed the prenup just as he wanted and then I asked.
“What if you fall in love with me?Will you still want a divorce after three years?”
Tristan stared at me,scornfully.”If that happens which I greatly doubt then we’ll have no reason to get divorced.If I do find you likable after three years,we’ll become a real couple.”
I didn’t want him to get back on his words so I pressed on.
“You promise?”
He rolled his eyes.”Yeah,I promise.”
So I held onto that promise for three years.I had abandoned my dignity,I had kept my distance from my family and I did literally everything to please him.
Even if it hurt me deeply that he never took me out on dates and even touched me,I had thought that someday,he would become my Prince Charming.
My phone beeped from the floor.
Choking on my tears,I slowly picked down and picked it up.
It seem I was sent another video again.I shakily played it to see that they seemed to be done with their romp.
Phoebe’s hair was messy and her make up was smeared as if they had been going at it for hours.
I didn’t want to watch anymore but I couldn’t help it.
“Cora,Cora…”Phoebe called,smiling evilly on the video.”Now will you finally let him be with him?Will you stop forcing yourself on a man who doesn’t want you?”
I couldn’t bear to watch anymore and I couldn’t stand the sight of her caressing Tristan.
I threw my phone away and held my head in dismay.
It was as if I had finally snapped out of my delusional state.
Tristan didn’t love me,he didn’t respect me and he never planned to.He even forgot that our anniversary was today.He still hates being married to me.
And what the hell have I been doing?I gave up my life,gave up my title for a man who didn’t regard me at all.
My anger turned to pain and I screamed as I destroyed everything in my reach.
My anger turned to pain and I screamed as I marched into the dining room to dispose the food.He didn’t deserve to eat my good meals anymore.He didn’t deserve everything I had done for him.
I was done trying to please him!
No matter how painful this was,I had to put an end to this madness!
I was nobody’s fool!
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