Comeback to me, Wife!

PROLOGUE

''HOW THE FUCK WILL YOU COMPENSATE ALL THE THINGS YOU'VE DONE??!''

I was taken aback and was startled with him shouting. I kept my eyes staring at him. I was actually waiting for him in his study room. So I can talk to him about what he had longed to get from me. And the thought of it made me feel drained.

He smashed the things in his table. Leaving all things scattered in the ground, I groaned.

I saw how his face turned bright red and the veins bulging on his forehead and neck. I closed my eyes trying to take my piece of strength to retort. But again, I sighed in defeat. I tried to suppress my tears. 

I turned at my right only to see the ring he's been hiding from me, but that was he thought.

I knew it wasn't for me. Kundi para sa babaeng totoong mahal niya. I ruined his special night. His supposed to be proposal night. I clenched at the thought of him, having his mistress, while I was here, waiting for him to go back in this forsaken house for fucking three long years. And I guess I've had enough of it. 

''I see. You want me to compensate you? or your mistress?'' I asked, trying to act calm but God knows how I badly wanted to slap him.

I am his wife, his lawfully wedded wife! But he valued his mistress more than me. He looked at me with his blood shot eyes, at any situation, I would feel scared and have my way running away, but not at this moment. At least, for the time being.

He became cold and he sat on his table. He took something and waved it.

''Sign this and leave'' he said as if it was just a normal thing. '' Can you do that?'' 

He grinned.

He throws the brown envelope at the table. Seeing it made me want to just run and never show up again. My hands were sweating, my face paled. I knew he would ask me to sign this again, not that I was surprised, but it still hurts me.

I remember how I always hurriedly knelt and begged for him to not do this. As much as I don't like to lower my pride but I have to. I can't let him undo our marriage.

I remember how many times he have been forcing me to sign a divorce paper. I loved him, yes, that's why I didn't agree when he forced me to sign it. He never get tired of it actually, whenever he gets mad at me, he would offer the divorce paper. It's funny how I always gets scared when he forces me to sign the agreement, but he, on the other hand feels like it was nothing.

Well, this marriage wasn't out of love, like he always does, it was a forced marriage. I was happy at first, thinking that his feelings would change after we get married. That I'll eventually make him fall for me, but I wasn't lucky.

Maybe I got scared of him cutting ties from me, and my family. He supported my family's life, financially. But not about we, parting our ways, I guess I grew out of love for him. I get tired with all the dramas.

I took the envelope, unlike the way I always did, begging and kneeling, I took it actually. 

For the first and last time, I opened it and read the agreement.

It says that after the divorce, he would still support my family financially. All the things we owned were still ours, and he'll give me a sum of money as compensation of the the divorce.

I smile, meakly. 

''You don't have to give me money and my family as well. Don't worry we'll make it out of our own from now on. I'll sign this'' I said with a heavy heart, but concealed my crying heart. 

But then I felt a sigh of relief. I am not looking at it as a grave, I was actually seeing it as freedom.

Freedom from all the heart aches and pains.

I took the pen from behind him and signed the paper. I slid it again inside the envelope and handed it to him with a smile. My whole body went shaking, but I tried hard not to break down.

I don't know if it was happiness, sadness, or anything. It somehow felt strange.

''Now you get what you always wanted, are you happy now? If you are the, best wishes! I'll leave now''

I turned my back on him, not wanting to see the happiness he's feeling for finally making me sign the divorce paper.

I hate you, Russell. Damn you!