Not Mine but His Mate (Completed)

Chapter 1: Ms. Scott 🐾

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    "Ms. Haynes, I hereby grant you, your divorce from Mr. Scott. However both must abide the following terms; Mr. Scott, since your infidelity is the causation of the divorce, you have therefore broken your contract regarding spousal support and consequently, I'm ordering that you pay Ms. Haynes one-hundred thousand dollars a month for five years. Once the five years are done, the cost will lower down to fifty-thousand dollars every month for fifteen more years. Then maybe, you can finally feel the hurt, agony, and embarrassment you put Ms. Haynes through. That is my judgement, it is so ordered, and this court is adjourned," said the judge, before hitting his gavel against the sound block.

I stared absentmindedly at the wooden table in front of me as I listened to now ex-husband scream and fuss about the ruling. His fussing filled my ears from the right side of the room. Through everything that was going on, I still managed to have an ear for his voice. Every sniff to every curse word--I heard him loud and clearly.

I felt a hand land on the back, in which I assumed it was from my attorney, but I didn't budge. Then I felt two hands land on both of my shoulders, turning me around.

"Hazel?"

"Hazel!"

I looked up at my best friend's brown eyes, "Hmm?"

She stared at me with sympathy and worry in her eyes. I could see her trying to read my face but couldn't understand why there wasn't a smile there.

S**t, I didn't know why there wasn't a smile from me. I just won this seemingly never ending battle. So why wasn't I happy about it?

The truth was, I've been fighting my ex-husband in court for fifteen months now. He's a well known director, one of the youngest directors to ever win as many Oscars as he, by the age of twenty-two. So needless to say, he had lawyers out the a**.

I, coming from the streets of Detroit, barely had anyone to support me that wasn't afraid to go against my ex-husband. I barely had any connections coming into the marriage, and all of the connections I thought I had, had vanished once it was found out that our marriage was ending.

But little did people know, that although my ex had pitbull lawyers, it didn't matter in this fight. I couldn't lose no matter what they barked about, because my ex-husband couldn't keep his d**k into his pants, and as a result of his numerous infidelities....well you heard the judge.

Unbeknownst to me, his numerous infidelities preceded our marriage and carried on throughout. It was told to me that the leading ladies he would cast, were his favorites.

Yes I was hurt when I found out he was cheating.
I was devastated.

To know that the man I said my vows to, could easily d**k down other women behind my back hurt me deeply. So deeply that the pain was numb and the hurt transformed into anger. I was so angry. I was angry for so long, and all of that fire fueled me into fighting with him in courts.

I was stupid in love, but was still smart enough to finish school with a science degree, so I had that to fall back on at least.

But that didn't matter now, because the anger I had turned into sadness and ultimately drained me. Not only physically, but it drained me as a person. It drained me of who I thought I was and who I wanted to be--and whom I wanted to be for my ex-husband.

The emotional rollercoaster that came with the divorce process, isn't something I was mentally and emotionally prepared for, so by the end I was exhausted. By the end, I didn't even want the money or anything else I deserved. As far as I was concerned, he could have had it all but my attorney and best friend convinced me otherwise.