My Second Chance

Chapter-4

After 3 years

Alayna

It's been 3 years since that fateful or rather a sinful day. After I told my conditions and signed the divorce papers, Andrew has never bothered me until now. I see him every now and then on the news and occasionally in the diner I work at but that's just it. I was devastated when he signed the divorce papers without giving them a second glance, not even bothering to ask the conditions, nor did he even ask me if I really did sleep with his brother or if it was a cleverly planned strategy to split us up. Much to their delight it worked, good for them and the worst for us. Well, I don't really know what to do now.

I begged him for a week to listen to my side of the truth rather than him accepting whatever he saw, but him being the arrogant guy he is, he never listened. After the week, he stopped coming to our home and started residing at his condo and denied me the rights to visit him over there. When I went to his office, I found Stacy at the reception pacing the corridor and sweating profusely. When I questioned her, she simply said that he was dealing with a big client and might take time for him to complete the meeting and much to my horror I saw Annabelle coming out of his office with wrinkled clothes with a wicked gleam on her face clearly indicating that she had sex with him. I barged into his office after she left and he just shrugged saying that needs a divorce. I did not give up even then and asked him another chance to let me explain what actually happened but he denied everything coming out of my mouth and asked me to leave at once. After a month of that argument, he sent me those divorce papers and much to his happiness, I signed them placing my conditions.

He truly doesn't know what he has lost. Even before I was signing the documents I begged him to trust me, but no he was hell-bent on giving me a divorce and getting rid of me. His exact words were "that I was not worthy of him" and I was a "cheating whore who opens her legs to anything with a dick". He did not even ask me if I did that when he accused me of the second time he stated it as if it was a fact. When I was explaining to him he fixed it in his mind that he won't accept that I did not do anything. After signing the papers I went to his house which was once our "home".

Ironic isn't it? How we think we can't live without a certain person. Even when he accused us of cheating when we actually did nothing but caught in a web of well made up lies? I thought maybe I heard him wrong when he showed me the pictures. I thought of doing the same editing to his pictures and say that they aren't true pictures. But when I said that they are fake he just got even angrier and stormed out of the room. Anyways when I went home into our room which will now be his, I found Annabelle in his bed and both of them naked under the sheets. Pathetic isn't it? When I opened the door and saw them, he saw me but he just gave me a vicious smirk and continued pleasuring her.

I was devastated, but he did not stop what he was doing. I just stayed in the guest room silently and made arrangements for my stay at an inn nearby. I had up to about 30000 dollars from my previous job. He doesn't know though. I just know that he withdrew all the money in my present bank account. Even my money which was 70000 dollars along with his millions. Thank god that I created a new account at the time of my job and thought of savings. If not I don't even know what would've been of me. The person I trusted the most crumbled it and threw it away. I don't even know who sent those pictures to him or why his brother was there in our room and how I was naked. I sure don't know how those people caught me and his brother having sex in the photographs when we actually did nothing.

When I confronted David about what really happened that day. He just shrugged and said even he doesn't remember, as he was drugged and was not able to recollect what really happened that day. I was devastated as to how casual he was about the fact that he let his brother's marriage into shambles for a simple reason that he doesn't remember. He did not even recall as to how did he reach our house and why did he come out wearing nothing but a towel or to why I was naked.