CHAPTER 45
ALIA’S POV
When Neal has advised me to set up the meeting with Adami, I was prepared to face any situation that may come my way.
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However, little did I know that things would turn in this manner.
At first, when I had seen Adam steppling into the restaurant, from far, he seemed to be in a great mood. I could see the smile on
hisdace, until he drew close and saw Neal with me
“What’s he doing here?”
As he persistently questioned me about Neal’s role in my life, a sense of armusement washed over me. It was almost entertaining to witness the torment etched across his face, his Inquiries betraying a hint of jealousy and insecurity.
“Arla?! Who Is he to interfere between us? Is he your new guy?”
The sight of him grappling with the possibility of someone else occupying my heart brought a wicked satisfaction, a small measure of revenge for the pain he had Inflicted upon me. Did he forget how much I was in love with him and how every time he
was close to his Sophia It pained me?
He murdered those feelings I had for him that day when he announced the birth of his child and how he cheated on me whilst
being in the marriage.
In that moment, I could not help but relish the opportunity to turn the tables, to make him confront the consequences of his.
actions. The irony of his discomfort, juxtaposed against my new–found sense of freedom, filled me with a twisted sense of
satisfaction.
It was a small victory in the face of adversity, a fleeting moment of triumph amidst the wreckage of our falled relationship.
The funniest part was that he never wanted to be with me and now when he saw me with new people, it was killing him inside. Adam has always been selfish and will always remain so. I was convinced. He repeating the same question over and over again, questioning my relationship with Neal showed how frustrated he was.
“In spite of being in an unfulfilled marriage, I never went to search for consolation elsewhere, like you.”
Consequently, I let him know that I was not like him; a cheater. I could see the shock on his face when I remained calm. The shocked expression was way too strong for me to detect any feeling of guilt In him. Well, this kind of person never have any
remorse, do they?
“Why do you want to divorce me?”
The audacity of his question leaves me incredulous. Yet, in a moment of defiance, I decide to indulge him, seizing the opportunity
to lay bare the truth
With a steely resolve, I begin to enumerate all the reasons that leave Adam baffled. In that moment, I reclaim my power, refusing
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to be silenced or diminished by his intrusive questioning. It is a defiant declaration of my autonomy, a bold assertion of my right to pursue happiness on my own terms.
As I speak, I cannot help but feel a sense of liberation wash over me, as if each word spoken is a step towards reclaiming control
over my own destiny. While I was the daughter–in–law in this house, I was treated worse than a maid.
As I confront him with the harsh realities of my past, I hold nothing back, each word dripping with the weight of years of
suffering. I recount the endless torment I endured at the hands of Adam’s family members and so–called friends, the relentless
bullying, slander, and mockery that became a daily ordeal.
“I’ve been called names; gold digger, maid, loser, leech, thief, manipulator… All because of you!”
With each painful memory dredged up from the depths of my consciousness, I feel a rush of righteous anger coursing through
- me. It is a reckoning long overdue, a moment of catharsis in which I refuse to be silenced or diminished by the injustices of the
past.
In that moment of vulnerability, I lay bare the scars that still linger, the emotional wounds that have yet to fully heal. It is a proof
to the resilience of the human spirit, a defiant declaration of my refusal to be defined by the cruelty of others.
As I speak, I can see the impact of my words registering on his face, a flicker of understanding dawning in his eyes. It is a small victory, a glimmer of recognition that my pain is valid, my suffering real.
“I’ll sign…”
To my surprise, after I have finally removed the burden from my chest, Adam silently signs the divorce papers.
He really got intimidated by Neal’s threat. I know that Neal is a big shot in the business world, but I don’t expect Adam to fear him this much. His threat alone makes him sign the divorce paper. I have begged him so many times before but he just didn’t budged.
I believe it was a good idea to bring my brother and the powerful aura that Neal emits has worked wonders.
Of course, Mr. Adam Miller has always been concerned about his business and it comes before everything in life. So, my brother has warned him about losing lucrative projects, it must have shattered Adam to the core.
Coming to think about it, Adam did not care about me or as he had mentioned earlier, that he loved me. Love? Does he even know what love is? Love is what I lavished on him selflessly. He claiming he loved me now and has realized his mistake is all bullshit.
As I get the paper back, I notice a tear drop on it, which baffles me. But then, I think maybe it is something else.
Since he has left without looking up at me or even looking back, I think, he is finally done with me.
Well, eventually, I am free! Who cares about feelings and forgiveness. I have buried all my feelings for this guy, promising myself
never to look back
As far as forgiveness is concerned, he deserves none. This marriage was nothing and this divorce is everything I need to step into
a better life and a new role.
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