One More Chance by Jaycelle Rodriguez

Chapter 52: I am his wife

~~~I can't find a reason to let you go even though you've found a new love and she's what your dreams are made of. But I can give you one good reason to show you love's not blind, she's four and you know she adores you, so how can I tell her you've changed your

mind?

-The Chicks-

"Husband? You called him your husband?"

"Yes, because we're married! We have been married for more than four years!"

She laughed again and deep inside I swore that if she did it again, my bag would surely fly to her direction.

"Oh, yeah, of course, I know you're married, but I also know that your marriage was just on papers and he doesn't have feelings for you. He told me he never had feelings for you even in those four years that you're living in one house together."

-'ouch!'- my heart screamed silently inside. That was a hard blow.

"It's none of your fucking business whether he learned to love me or not because the point here is that we're married, just as simple as that. I have his last name and we have a daughter!"

"A daughter? You only had a daughter because you seduced him."

"How dare you!" I slammed my hands on the table.

"Why? Isn't it true? Do you think I don't know the truth four years ago? You seduced him that's why you had your daughter and that's only the reason why he married you, but he never loved you!"

"Oh, is that what he tells you, huh? Well, you know nothing! You don't know the truth and what really happened that night, so stop acting as if you knew everything! I'm telling you this again, stay away from Luke! He already has a family and he already has an obligation to this marriage and to my daughter, so stop being his mistress!" "For your information, I am not just his mistress! I love him and we love each other!"

The laugh that came out of my throat echoed in the ears of the customers sitting inside the cafe. And it became louder when I noticed that her expression couldn't be painted when she looked around and saw that almost everyone was looking in our direction. "You love each other, but he 'married' me."

I shooked my head as I remembered the same line from my husband three days ago when we talked in his study room.

"And ohh...if you're not his mistress, then what would I call you? Because as long as I can remember, I was the one who carried his last name which means 'I am his wife'. So if I am his wife, then who are you.. his other woman? His number two? His mistress? His side chick? His illicit lover?"

"Stop it!"

"No! I'm not yet done!" My voice came out loud this time. "I still have names in my head! How dare you call yourself not my husband's mistress, then what should I call you? A homewrecker? Paramour? Bedswerver? Seducer?" "I said stop it!"

"Tell me who are you? If you're not his mistress, then are you his kept woman? His kerida? His concubine? I am not asking you a favor, Cherry Petterson, I am warning you. Stay away from my family! Stay away from my husband!" "What if I don't?" She asked raising an eyebrow.

formed

a relationship before you entered the scene, you

That was four years ago and

stood up that

prove your relationship with my husband! So if you don't stop and keep your itchiness in your pocket, then I have no choice, let's just

mouth hung in midair. I took my bag and smiled at her... a sweet smile as if nothing had

a good day,

the table, it's my payment for what Nolan ordered and I

That was intense,

when we were already in my

got busy for work, so I didn't even have

you're here now and you helped

hair like he used to do when

his hand but he

your plans

sighed and leaned my head against the

"I don't know."

Are you

"I already did, Nolan."

what did he

and that the result was my daughter. I also shared with

to me but in the end, I

He doesn't have the right to call himself a father! Come on, Sam, just say a word and I promise all your

What do you mean---Oh, my God, no!" My eyes widened in shock. "Even though he hurts me,

snapped at

are you calling an idiot, me

up to you to decide who you want to call an idiot, you or your husband. But it

so harsh,

an idiot if you don't want me to call

just stop

and a few minutes later, we turned back into being serious

Why don't you just file a divorcee petition, so you won't think about his mistress anymore? I'm sure the

"It's not easy, Nolan."

or you just don't want to do

him and I can't

"See? I was right."