20 CHAPTER TWENTY (2/2)

”The kind that the husband doesn't love the wife, and all he wants is to return from work one day and find out that his wife is gone Judith” I shout at her this time, loosing my patience.

”Oh I see your plan, so you can bring that slut into this -”

”Don't you ever, don't you fucking ever call my wife a slut or else I'll do something we'll both regret” I threaten her as I point my index finger very close to her eyes and she hit her back on the wall to the kitchen.

She's quiet now.

”I am your wife Chase” she says quietly and I turn to her but all I could feel for her was hatred and disgust.

”I lost my appetite, I'll eat at work” I say, picking my car keys and shoving her out of the way.

I got inside my car and drove off, leaving that hell called a house.

I made sure to lock Amaya's room and with a specific instruction for her not to go inside that room.

Its just me and Judith in the house right now, after Amaya left, I gave the whole workers a break because this was the time of the year I usually do that. And this is the wrong time amongst all time.

I get to my office and asked Judy to provide me with all the paper work I'll be having through out this week.

She did and I've been occupying myself with it. I just don't want to go back to that house, forever.

I work and work and my stomach begin to growl, signifying the hunger which I've been trying to suppress.

I pick my phone and keys and drove to the restaurant Amy used to work.

”Good evening Sir, what would you like to have?”

”Nothing yet, I'll call you when I'm ready” I reply to the waiter who came over to attend to me.

I relax my back and the memory of the first time I saw Amaya came flashing back.

••••••

I didn't know how I slept off, only to be shaken and my eyes flew open

”We're about to close Sir” a girl said and I try to adjust my vision.

”Wait, you're The millionaire that married my friend, I saw it in the news” she says and now her expression was changing.

”Uhm you don't happen to know where she is right now do you?” I ask with the hope that she does.

”I don't and even if I did? I wouldn't tell you. Not after all I read on the paper about what you did to her. I know you're lying because Amaya would never stoop so low to blackmail someone into marrying her”

She says, disgust showing on her face.

” you're right and I wish I could make things right. I just want her to know I'm dying without her and that I really love her” I say, as my head falls.

I rise up and saw that she had this confused look on her.

”I'll take my leave, I'm sorry about what happened to your friend” and with that I left and drove home.

I switched on the light and met Judith asleep on the couch, her surrounding was scattered with junks and I just shook my head.

I walk inside the kitchen and found out she didn't cook, great.

I pick one noodles, walk to fridge and picked water, and milk.

I went back to the kitchen, picked a tray and placed them on it, stretching my hands to reach out to where the bowls were kept and then a spoon.

I went upstairs, pull my clothes and I mixed the milk on the bowl, opening the noodles, i had it like a cornflakes and with each scoop, I yearn for Amaya.

My life Is originally a hell at this moment.