How To Get A Divorce From A Billionaire ?

Episode 17

_"i miss you"

Eliyas whispered to my "sleeping" face.

I felt the blood racing to my cheeks immediately, thankfully it was impossible for him to see my blushing face, and for this i shall make many attributions: to my insightful brain who decided to turn off all the lights in the house, to the broken street light, to the lazy worker who always forget(refuse) to change the bulbs no matter how we complained, to the dark moonless sky.

Except for blushing i thankfully had no additional external reaction to Eliyas's sudden confession thereby my act of sleeping was not affected.
As for the atmosphere inside my heart after hearing those words.. I was in a chaos!

I was so happy yet so annoyed and sad, i didn't want to be affected but i was, Immensely, Affected.
Because i missed him too, i must be a masochist but i hell miss that man so much.

I miss all about him.. Even the way he annoyingly puts his slippers orderly beside the bed instead of tossing them just wherever, i miss that.

I'm not sure in what category i should put this unexplainable and irrational longing, but i really hope it's not in the "love" category.

Eliyas didn't say anything else, few minutes later his steady slow breaths started fanning my face indicating that he has fallen asleep.

It was only then when i finally opened my eyes to look at him, although i could see nothing, i still looked at the dark silhouette lying beside me and somehow i felt so reminiscential,
I would be called a liar if i say that i have not thought about Eliyas in the past three years, however, my line of thinking was rather strange: for example whenever i was in the market and my eyes spotted the basket of hawthorns, i would remember how he always hated this little sour fruit and said it caused his teeth to hurt so i would buy a whole bag of them just to eat them later rejoicefully. Or i'd remember how he always hated coriander so much that once when the chef sprayed the little green leafs above his soup by mistake he demanded a whole new bowl, when i asked him not to be petty about it and just pick the leafs out of the soup he absolutely objected saying that even if he picked all of them, one leaf or two must have drown inside the soup and he would eat them, i had avenged this so much that at one point i was eating Jari ( a traditional algerian soup ) and i was not sure if it was a soup or just a generously sauced coriander salad.

When recalling such things i realise that Eliyas Filladi has somehow been on my mind the whole time, be it in such a twisted weird way or in an actual "i wonder what he's doing now"way, that man has always lived inside my thoughts like a parasite,
Then, what should i do more to get rid of all of him?
_" how dare you sleep so comfortably you scum" i whispered looking at his dark sleeping silhouette.
Then after few sleepless minutes of tossing and sighing i decided that it was not fair that his almighty sleeps well in the comfort of MY bed under the roof of MY house while i stare restlessly at the dark, so i logically decided to wake him up.  I extended my hand to search for his nose in the dark, when i finally touched his edgy tip i pinched his nose between my fingers to block his nostrils, he started to gasp for air immediately after that then consequently woke up.
_" Noursine! Are you crazy!" He spoke through his closed nose.
I freed his nose then proceeded to pinching whatever my fingers could grab from his face in the dark.. I pinched what felt like his cheek, and i said:
_" no one told you to come sleep beside me on the bed.. I turn into a pinching monster in the night"
_" are you never going to stop this habit?" He started to laugh.
Unlike his happy mood, i actually felt weird after he said this.
Because i realised that Eliyas too.. Remembered my strange habits, he too.. Remembered me in this way.
_" stop pinching me or i'll bite your fingers" he threatened while grabbing my hand joyfully.
So i stopped, not because i was intimidated with his threat but because i lost interest in teasing him for longer.
Few minutes later i opened my mouth again:
_" if you want to move in then buy me water boilers to replace the stove, the apartment already has little oxygen so with you here we will both suffocate because of the stove."
_"anything else?" He asked with his voice filled with laughter.
_" you're not allowed to put your clothes in my closet"
_"and?"
_"i'll think of other conditions later."
There was no point in pushing him away, i had figured out this sad fact after such a long battle, The only way to get a divorce from that man is to let him walk away with his own free will.
When i woke up first thing in the next morning to the alarm, I found that Eliyas was already awake.. He was sitting beside me on the bed working on his laptop:
_" you woke up?" He asked not even looking my way.
The only creature that my phone alarm fails to wake is a dead person.. Of course i was awake.
I didn't feel the need to answer the obvious so i just ignored him.
I got up .. Searched for my slippers and when i was trying to flip them with my feet to put them on Eliyas raised his eyes to look at me and said:
_"you go wash up and then we'll have breakfast"
I just ignored him again and made my way to the bathroom.
After i finished washing up and i ran towards the stove to dry my hands and my face with the towel which i usually hang there to keep it dry and warm, i finally remembered something:
"Isn't this man acting exactly like the way he used to when we lived together in the villa?"
Well yes, this is exactly what he does every morning!
He wakes up so early as if he needs to go help raising the sun in the sky, then he works on the bed or on the sofa, and when i finally wake up when a regular person is supposed to wake up he never says words like "good morning" .. He just acts bossy!
Well.. Not in my house!
I relentlessly went back to the bedroom and i yelled while standing at the door:
_" your laptop is not allowed on my bed! I was already generous and merciful to allow you to sleep there because of the cold weather but your laptop is only allowed on the sofa.. If you want to use it that bad then you follow it there!"
He nodded with a smile.
Seeing that he had no intention of arguing with me i lost interest in quarreling with him as well, I looked at the watch, then i went directly to the kitchen to eat whatever sweet thing that i have.
I know it's very unhealthy.. But i'm not a morning person, i usually have my cup of coffee and milk around 10am, it was 07:09am then.
After i finished eating i noticed that Eliyas was strangely standing at the door of the kitchen.. I was not sure when he came, so i just kept eating the biscuits ignoring him.
_"is this your breakfast?" He finally asked.
_"yes"
I thought he was going to scold me for being unhealthy and the sort because that's what he does, unexpectedly though, he said:
_"then where's mine?"
_" i told you to buy your own food last night" i replied indifferently.
Well, although i acted harsh and heartless, i still ended up giving him half the biscuits that i had few seconds later, with a  frown on my face while mumbling:
_" it's an exception today."
I had always hated this gullible character of mine, i always failed to keep my stance be it in the simplest or most complicated of situations, especially with this man, since he actually was the closest relationship i had with a human being after my relationship with my father, i had always failed to keep my serious facade with him. For example i remember once we argued about the annoying fact that he always criticizes my living habits, it took me loads of courage to speak up about this matter, i yelled and stumped and said it was impossible to live with such an impossible creature, i had made my point clear: that if he criticizes me ever again i will never speak with him again.
In the end not only i forgot all about my threat, he even criticized my uncivilized way of expressing my mind and i had stupidly apologized for yelling at him.
I always ended up acting exactly the way he expected me.. Except for one situation.
Surprisingly, the only situation in which i had never gave up nor changed my mind was my decision to leave him after losing my child.
It must have been very confusing to him to see how stubborn i could get, and he probably didn't know how he should act.
What is sad about knowing someone so much is that we don't expect this person to change, and we fail to accept that this person has indeed changed so much. The Eliyas of my memory is the same Eliyas who was standing in front of me in the kitchen crunching the biscuits, but i was so hurt by him in the past that the youthful nonchalant me had long changed, still he kept treating me the same way he treated my old self expecting the same results, doesn't this only show how desperate he is?
I changed my clothes, got my self ready, while leaving i put the house keys on the counter in front of him and said:
_" send the keys to me later at work"
My cohabitation with Eliyas was just like this: slightly different from the way we used to live back when we were together at the villa, and slightly different as well from the time when he shamelessly embarked to my old apartment when i left him, We hang in the middle between them.
He eventually changed the stove into boilers dispersed everywhere inside my apartment, when i asked him where the central heater was.. He said it was on the roof of the building.
He brought another closet for his clothes as well and squeezed it inside my small room, and filled the kitchen with all sorts of food.
He strangely started having a permanent good mood, he didn't even mind the pettiest and most unreasonable of my demands and just strolled around the house happily even when i made him work on his laptop in the dark on the sofa and kicked him out of the bed.
Such behavior can only be explained by the fact that he was a masochist as well.
We were sitting on the sofa together, him working on his laptop and i watching the TV when i asked:
_"does your mother know about you moving in with me?"
_"why should she know about this?"

  _" i had predicted that you forgot to tell her, otherwise she would have attacked my apartment already with her little fancy club of women and cursed me for steeling her son or whatever nonsense again"
_" she wouldn't dare speak ill to you again" he calmly commented.
I looked sceptically at him and i asked:
_"how is that even possible? Did she cut her tongue?"
He raised his eyes and explained to me as if it was not a matter that needed explanation in the first place:
_" because you're superior to her now, you're the wife of the CEO and she's just being fed of your generosity, even a dog doesn't bite the hand that feeds him"
Hearing him speak about his mother this way sent goosebumps all over me, still i rightfully reminded him:
_" well you're the CEO of the company inherited from her husband, if ever you upset her gravely she might as well ask your father to take back the company from you and the roles reverse again"
_"you're mistaken" he suddenly interrupted me.
He looked at me pensively for a moment then he explained:
_" i didn't inherit the company, i took over it, meaning that i forced father out of his position after acquiring all his shares and rights in the company , the shares i have now i bought them by my self and i am the CEO because i became the major shareholder singlehandedly and not because of someone else's charity, i was merciful enough not to announce such news of belguassem Filladi's bankruptcy to the public and saved his image, so rest assured.. The company is mine"
I turned violently to face him, i blinked my eyes in confusion then i asked:
_"are you that powerful?"
He shook his head.. He went back to working on his laptop then added:
_" i had gravely failed to keep my family.. In what way does that make me powerful?"
While observing him it suddenly occurred to me that he had mentioned this before, that he was taking over the company, but what do i understand in the world of business anyways.
It was during a fight that he had with his mother, the subject of fighting was mainly me, at the time i wrote some article about a friend of hers and this article which was published in the daily news led to a wave of media attention and later on to police investigations which resulted in seizing that certain friend's properties righteously. Anyways my mother-in-law scolded me until her throat turned sore from yelling and no matter how i tried to logically explain to her that this friend of hers was a fraud and deserved punishment from justice she still bathed me with her harsh words, she called me: " poor ignorant"
It was at this particular moment that i can say with certainty that Eliyas came back to the villa and that he was observing our quarrel silently so he naturally witnesses these two words being said, whether he was there earlier and heard more harsh things being told that i'm not sure about.
Coincidentally, my father-in-law who was present during the whole fight and haven't commented with one single word had only decided to intervene when his wife called me "a poor ignorant"
He said calmly addressing his wife:
_"you don't have to use such vulgar words to describe your daughter in-law, you made your point clear already.. There's no need to disgrace her"
I, being the one who was called an ignorant for just doing my job properly, was going to lose my calm and call her the ugliest of things as well to showcase how ignorant i can be when a hand patted calmly on my shoulder, and Eliyas who i hadn't noticed until that very moment stood beside me, then he said addressing both his parents:
_"this is how you treat my family in my absence? Poor ignorant?"
His mother enraged with his question immediately started to shout:
_"who are you calling family? This ridiculous girl? Well then you better educate your wife and remind her that she's living in my house and she better respects my friends in the future or else talking would not be enough the next time.. I will take different procedures"
_" are you sure you dare to threaten her? In front of me?" Eliyas asked as if he wasn't addressing his own mother, but as if he was speaking with a bug he wanted to stump upon.
His mother was rendered speechless, so was his father .. They both only looked at him with their faces turning grey.
As if that wasn't enough to scare them to the bones he further added:
_" don't be too sure about being the owner of this place, pretty soon you will be living under her roof.. Pretty soon you will be eating from my money, i will be taking over everything that you're standing on" 
At that time i thought he was so bold as to mention that he was the successor in front of the man who could simply disown him, i had no idea that what he meant was that he literally was going to snatch everything from them.
While sitting beside him on the sofa i further asked:
_"what about your sister? She won't inherit anything?"
_" i had already given her a property or two so as she could carry her pretentious facade in front of her acquaintances, but not enough for her to be any sort of trouble in the future"
_" and what about me? Just divorce me and shut me up with a property or two as well" i shamelessly offered.
He looked at me again.. Although my words were not proper but he didn't seem like minding them at all, he smiled and said:
_"why would you want to only have a fish when you already own the ocean?"