Mr Ceo's Pregnant Ex-Wife

Slap! 

The red imprints of the blow were evident on his face, I looked at him with my gaze void of emotion wishing at the same time I have done something worse and even more painful than slapping him. 

I want to claw his face and rip it apart to make him suffer the same kind of pain that chainsawed my heart into two. But I wonder if there was any kind of physical pain close enough to describe the horrendous pain caused by his unjustified accusations against me. 

I never once cheated on him nor I have ever looked at any other man the way I look at him. He was like a planet and I was his satellite, my whole life revolved entirely on him that I loved him too much to the point I forgot about myself. A million stars dazzled the sky but for me, there was only a single star that existed,  it was Ace.

"Why did you cheat on me Phoenix?"  A dark,  foreboding scowl darkened his face. He jerked my fingers and held them in a punishing clutch that left me wincing in agony. "I thought you loved me,  why did you cheat on the first year of our marriage."

His accusations cut so deep that I want to hurt him the same way he did to me. I never hated anyone the way I hated Ace now.  For that moment I wished him dead in the most brutal way possible. Only that way could I extract my sweetest revenge without getting my fingers dirty. 

I shot him an icy look,  cold enough to freeze the burning depths of hell. "You're a fucking liar,  a cheater, a coward," I spoke in a soft and gentle tone,  I was surprised by my calm demeanor since all I want to do was gave him a thrashing. "I never once cheated on you and I will never do it inside the sanctity of our marriage even if someone will put a shotgun on my head. I'm not like you, Ace.  If you don't believe me,  the problem lies on you, not me."

His clutch on my wrists tightened but the pain was almost gone... Only numbness. His ocean blue eyes held a threatening glint of rage as he kept my fiery eyes captive. He was trying to keep his temper under control and like an active volcano boiling with magma any moment from now it could erupt into a perilous rupture.

He raised his arm in mid-air and my eyes snapped shut as I braced myself from the impending pain that will come after the blow. He wasn't content with hurting me mentally and emotionally now he was about to resort to violence. 

However,  the blow I waited to sting did not arrive.  Instead,  I felt his tight grip loosened its hold against my wrist. My fragile legs gave up and I stumbled to the floor overcome with tears.  I did not recall signing up for this complicated life. I'm questioning myself why I end up like this.  When I married him it did not occur to me I would suffer miserably as his wife. 

He said nothing and quickly strode to the door and the last thing I knew,  the door slammed shut leaving me wrapped into the deafening silence of the room. I got up from the helpless position I fell into and sat on the edge of the bed with swirling thoughts filling my head while tears swam down my flushed cheeks. 

The solitude did not improve my mood.  In fact, as time passed by the depression seemed to deepen and I fell harder into the pit of dejection. I want to run away and escape all my sufferings but I was left with no choice but to stay for a little longer since I have no money left in my savings bank. It had been emptied up to the last drop with mom's hospital bills. 

The soft knock coming from the door woke me up from my musings. I dried my tears quickly with the back of my fingers. I got to my feet and opened the door.  I was greeted by a female hotel staff wearing an elegant royal blue uniform with a pencil-cut skirt that ends just above the knee. Her hair was neatly pinned on her back with a blue ribbon.

"Good afternoon Ma'am." She greeted me amicably, her angelic face brightened and I can't help but smile back. At least this woman was genuinely kind,  I thought, and let her enter the room.  She pulled the heavy trolley inside and I watched as she took the contents and settled them above the round table with the kind of natural elegance I wished I possess. 

"If you need my assistance please don't hesitate to call the front desk Ma'am." She gave me a respective bow before turning to the door and I swear I never saw anyone walk gracefully as she did. The woman was gone for a while now but still, I haven't recovered from her simple act of kindness that left a great impact on me. 

My gaze drifted to the food settled on the round table.  A frown emerged from my face as I checked the contents with curious scrutiny. I did not recall ordering some food but this can't be some kind of mistake.  Maybe Ace ordered his staff to bring some food before leaving to see Angela. I accidentally saw her five miscalls on his phone when he mindlessly placed his phone on the top of the table. 

My starving stomach growled at the delightful sight of the freshly cooked mushroom soup.  The mouth-watering aroma reached my nostrils and I nearly closed my eyes at the sight of my favorite soup. 

Holy moly!  I mumbled when my eyes caught sight of my favorite steamed mixed vegetables with rice,  roasted chicken leg, and beefsteak. Then there was a slice of dulce de leche mocha cake that left me moaning with delight to pair with it,  there was a bottle of expensive vintage red wine. 

This is heaven!