I chuckled. I was the woman he had married,
and yet, they all called Sarah ‘Mrs. Sterling‘
and me ‘Ms. Lara‘.
Ever since I had stood him up on his attempt
to finalize the divorce, Jason had declared on
social media that Sarah was the only woman.
he would ever call his wife.
I had become a laughing stock in town.
I rolled my eyes, my neck still a bit tender.
“It’s his problem, call the Sterlings. Don’t call
me, I don’t care.”
And with that, I hung up.
I never thought Jason was capable of such
craziness, digging up a grave.
Ever since he got involved with Sarah, we
talked about divorce more often than we ate
meals.
But nothing ever got done. Either I wouldn’t
agree to it or she’d get Jason to run off on
some errand or other.
<
The most recent time was two months ago,
when Jason had offered me half of his
fortune to finalize our divorce.
I had agreed.
But then the day before we were supposed to
sign the papers, I found out I was pregnant
and backed out.
Jason blew up thy phone that day, and then
Sarah disappeared.
Jason’s grandfather got involved and had a
long talk with him. Jason may ignore
everyone, but he would never disrespect his
grandfather.
The next day, Jason called off the search and
had never tried to chase after her again.
<
We had never spoken a word, and no one had
brought up the divorce.
I had thought, even if he didn’t care about
me, he might care about the child.
But it turns out, using a child to tie a man
down was the dumbest thing I could’ve done.
I went for the procedure the next day.
I wasn’t that noble. I didn’t want to be a single
parent.
I may not deserve love, but my child deserved
to be born into a secure family.
The surgery went quick. That afternoon, I was
back home.
L
Now I didn’t have a child, the divorce was just
a matter of signing a paper.
Jason hadn’t shown his face since then,
which made sense, as he was probably still
looking for his lost girlfriend.
He just couldn’t accept that she was actually
dead.
Chapter 4
Seven years of marriage. I had a lot of things,
but not that many.
I called in some guys, set up a bonfire in the
yard. I wanted to burn it all.
Any jewelry or possessions I couldn’t destroy,
I would sell.
<
I didn’t want to take a single thing from this
house, I didn’t want to leave anything behind.
So I burned everything.
Jason came home just as I was throwing our
wedding photos into the flames.
I was surprised. I hadn’t seen him in over a
month, I had thought he might have tried to
join his lover.
The smoke curled around us, his eyes were
like ice. He looked at me like I was a walking
corpse.
He was clutching an urn. He walked past me.
Then, he shoved me. If the butler hadn’t
grabbed me, I would have been seriously hurt.
<
A chill ran down my spine. Jason had
completely lost it.
He was now using physical violence to get
back at me.
Jason clicked his tongue, almost
disappointed.
