When I turned around to wash my face and get ready for bed, Samuel said, “It’s not because of her.”
Those words came out of nowhere, but I understood what he meant.
He was saying that he was not divorcing me because of Mia Louise.
But that was no longer important. I did not want to be with a man who cheated on me.
“You’re sleeping in the guest bedroom today.”
I locked the master bedroom, and the tears I had been holding back finally fell.
I had thought that Samuel was joking when he asked for a divorce, but that was far from the truth.
…
The next morning, I packed my luggage, ready to move out.
When I walked past the guest bedroom, I instinctively looked inside.
Samuel was not there.
It seemed the sounds I heard last night were not in my dream.
“You’re scared? Alright. I’ll come over right now.”
That was followed by Samuel’s hurried footsteps.
He walked to the master bedroom and stood in front of the door for a long time before leaving.
Samuel had never lost his composure because of me during our three years of marriage.
Once, when I was out on a social gathering, someone got handsy with me, and I immediately called Samuel to ask for help.
But he only said, “You have to grow up. This is something you can take care of.
“My time is precious. Don’t call me for such stupid things.”
Yesterday, I kept trying to convince myself that I was dreaming, but when I looked into the guest bedroom, I could no longer lie to myself.
After I stifled my sadness, I moved all of my belongings to the apartment that I had lived in before I got married.
To my surprise, when I arrived in front of the courthouse on Monday morning, Samuel did not show up.
I called Samuel, but no one answered the phone.
Refusing to give in, I called him repeatedly until the call finally went through.
“Why aren’t you here?” I immediately asked.
But Samuel was not the one who answered the phone.
“Are you looking for Samuel? He’s in a meeting. I’ll ask him to call you back once the meeting ends.”
The moment she spoke, I knew it was Mia, the woman who went with him to the concert.
She had responded to Samuel’s confession during the concert. I could never forget her voice.
Even so, I was not expecting Samuel to have found her a job in his company.
“Who are you?” I could not help and asked.
“Mia Louise, Samuel’s secretary.”
Secretary?
I sneered.
I had once argued with Samuel and demanded that he let me work at his company. I was even fine with a small job.
I just loved him too much and wanted to see him every day.
But Samuel rejected the idea immediately.
“I might be the company president, but I can’t abuse my power like that.
“If I hire you, how will the other employees look at me? Dawn, don’t make things hard for me.”
For his reputation’s sake, I never spoke about it again.
