Sweetest Revenge

Chapter 1

Alexandria Rossi

POV

Today was my fourth anniversary I’ve cooked something for my husband I was so excited to show him, I rush to his office. I thought he’d be back from his meeting by now.

I see the state of his office. I sigh and place the food on the sofa. I make my way over to his desk. I clear off the paperwork sorting them for him when I pause.

My family trust?

What was my personal trust doing here? This paperwork is supposed to be with my lawyers not him.

The money…

What happened to my family’s trust? My entire trust fund can’t be… There’s no way he could have, right?

We’ve been married for four years; we’ve been dating for three years before that. I’ve known Benijamin my whole life.

I rush out of the office. I needed to speak to my mother. Or the bank. Either way I can’t let Benjamin get away with stealing the money my father spent his whole life saving for me and my family. That money is for my baby.

I touch my stomach as she kicks. I smile. My little girl was nearly here, I was eight months pregnant.

When I get to my mother’s house, I walk right in.

“Mom! Mom where are you?” I scream out.

My mother walks out. “What is it dear?” she asks. as perfect as ever. I’ve never so much as seen a hair out of place Brenda Simpson. It was always perfect. Not a single flaw.

“I’ve found documents in Ben’s office. Mom he’s been stealing from us. He’s been taking money out of my trust fund without my knowledge. My trust fund is depleted…”

My mother frowns. “What’s the problem. You’re married. He deserves that money. It belongs to the two of you…” My mother argues.

“He took it without asking me…” I argue.

“Like your mother’s said the money belongs to the two of us. I invested the money in the company…” Ben says walking out hands in his pocket.

“If you wanted that money all you had to do was ask me. Why did you have to go behind my back?” I ask. I couldn’t believe he would do something like this.

That was our baby’s money.

“Why would I need permission for my own money?” he asks condescendingly. “If you feel so strongly about this. Let’s just get a divorce. Since you have no trust in me…” Ben threatens.

My eyes widen. "Tell me you’re joking..." I said through tears.

He replied, "You don’t trust me, calling me a thief, when that money belongs to me. So, let’s divorce..."

"What about our baby?" I barely got it out of me.

"What baby? That’s not my baby!" Ben scowled. "There’s no way it’s my baby. You must have cheated on me..."

“Alexandria how could you do that?” My mother gasps.

I shake my head not believing this. “How could you say that. Of course, the baby is yours. I would never cheat on you. You know me Ben…”

"Get out! Get out of my house. I don’t have a daughter like you. Divorce Ben, at least give him a chance at happiness. Such a disgrace!" My mother shouts.

Two of her servants pushed me out of the house.

“Mom! Mom. Don’t do this. I didn’t… Mom… Mom you have to believe me. I didn’t…” I cry.

The gates closed and I was outside all alone.

I clench my fists. Tears ran down my face. What am I going to do now?

I was pregnant, I’m set to give birth next month. I’ve got no money to my name.

“You!” A man shouts.

When I look up, I don’t recognize him.

I back away slowly.

“Stay right there! Don’t move!” he shouts.

I look around, but don’t see anyone in the streets. I ran as fast as I could, it was hard when I was eight months pregnant. Everything hurt. I ducked to every alley and places I could hide. I was not going to outrun him but at least I could hide.

It was getting dark, and it was starting to rain. I’d lost my shoes on the way,

I sharp pain has me biting my lip to stop myself from screaming out.

There was nowhere to hide, I don’t even know whoever they were, were still following me.

“Baby just hang in there…” I cry silently…

“Please don’t come now…”

I held my stomach as pain ripped through me. A gush rushed down my legs…

No…

My eyes widen. No, baby no. You can’t come now…”

A silent cry of despair left my lips. I was doomed. My baby was on her way, and I was basically homeless. My husband didn’t believe this baby was his. There were strange men after me. My own mother didn’t believe. I had nothing… Nothing but my little girl…

It hurt… It hurt so bad…

I made my way down an alleyway. Settling here for the night to block the rain was the best for now.

Tomorrow. If the baby waited until tomorrow morning, I’d find a place…

I couldn’t believe my life had turned out this way at twenty-six years old. I’ve known Ben since I was six years old. I trusted him with my life. I gave my life up to support him and his career.

I’ve known I was going to be his wife since I was ten. I’ve loved him my whole life. How did he change so much? I barely recognized him today.

If he was still the old Ben. He never would take money from my dead father. He’d know I wanted to keep it for the baby. He’s changed so much since taking over my father’s company… A company my father created with his own hands.

I didn’t even spend that money because I felt it was for our baby. Now my baby had nothing…

If I had known he would do this to me, I would never have married him. Ben has always been good to me. It’s why I’ve never worked. Why I never worried about having food on the table or a roof over my head. He provided for me.

I guess it was my first mistake. Depending on a man to provide for me.

I let out a moan as the pain hits again… It felt as if I was bleeding profusely. It was too dark in the alley to check. I reached down and felt with my fingers, it felt sticky. Was it my blood?

I cried out. There was no use crying over the past, I needed to focus on my baby right now. Benjamin would get what’s coming to him one day…

I bit down on my lip so hard; I tasted blood.

Pain ripped through my entire body… I tried moving to stop the pain, but it didn’t help much. I tried the breathing exercises I learnt but that wasn’t helping either.

I had been blind to fall for the wrong man. This was what happened when you fall for a man who will use and abuse you. he’ll leave you alone and leave you to be a sorry figure.

I felt something push down there.

Oh God. She was coming. I ripped off my coat. I did everything I could from the birthing classes.

What felt like years.

She was finally in my arms. I wrap her in my thin trench coat.

I kiss her forehead…

I’ve never been so happy to hear little cries. She was okay…

She was alive…

“I love you…” I breathe out before everything goes dark.