Tears Of A Wife novel Chapter 26

I asked myself, why are there feelings that can't be mutually entertained? Why is there pure love but never given value? Why was the one who loved unconditionally so often hurt? But even after thinking about it, it will only lead to one thing. Because we can't force someone or something if it will only give pain and sadness.

Like me. Like Atlas. Like us.

I isolated myself inside my room. I busied myself scanning my paper works. I also checked my schedule for next year. First on the list was my attendance as a speaker for the Annual Women Empowerment in Dubai. A schedule for Mr. Monterio and a session to a psychiatrist, just to heal my wounded heart slowly.

When I felt my stomach churning in hunger, I stopped reading the documents. I glanced at the digital clock above my table. It was already ten in the evening. I carefully went out of my room and headed towards the kitchen, but before I could get to the kitchen, I heard a loud sound that caught my attention. It was a sound from a broken glass.

I looked around and saw Atlas inside the liquor room. It was just beside the kitchen. The glass door was opened so I could see Atlas outside. He was holding a Jack Daniels on his left hand while staring at me from afar.

I gulped when he stood up. I wanted to move my feet but it seemed paralyzed. I can't even avert my eyes towards a different direction. My mind was shouting danger, especially when I saw anger in his eyes. His jaw was clenched tightly as he strode nearer. He stopped just a few inches from me.

I immediately smelled the alcohol that was mixed with his natural smell. His eyes were red and weary. I confirmed that he's been drinking for quite a time already. He smiled and scrutinized me from head to foot.

"W-What are you doing?" I finally had the voice to speak.

"You changed a lot. Do you have another man? Is that why you're brave enough to leave me?"

My forehead instantly creased. I don't get what he's trying to say. "What do you mean?" I asked.

"You can't leave me like that, Olive," I said in a hard tone.

I blinked a few times at his remark. I won't let myself be deceived by my own eyes. I need to stand on my decision, especially that I don't have an inkling as to why Atlas acts like this.

"Why are you making this hard for us, Atlas? Aren't you happy? Isn't this what you've beem wanting to happen?" I countered.