Tears Of A Wife novel Chapter 30

But, who am I? I am a person with flaws, too. I also forced myself to a man that doesn't love me. I'm hurt because of my own reckless decisions. Because I chose to be selfish. That I thought I could take all the pain, but in the end, I also gave up.

"If you're tired and suffering, you can leave him," I blurted out after everything she said to me.

I bit my lower lip when her head raised to me. She smiled at what I said. I also didn't know that things would not be as easy. I just want to change the atmosphere and I guess I did. Seeing Jenny smiling made me happy, too. Not for me but for her.

Jenny and I shared the same bedroom. I felt lighthearted towards her. Maybe because she and I shared the same experience but also different at the same time. Even if it was already morning, I still forced her to sleep. I tried sleeping too, and I didn't fail.

A ring from my phone woke me up. I took it out under my pillow and saw my Dad's name on the screen. My forehead creased and abruptly answered the call. I glanced at Jenny who was still in deep slumber beside me. I carefully got up from the bed and answered Dad's call.

"He-"

"Open your door, Olive!" he shouted from the other line. I was confused because he sounded angry. I walked to the mini living area and heard an unending sound of the doorbell. I immediately felt the arising fear inside me as I walked towards the door. I slowly opened the door even though I already had an idea of who was outside.

My Dad's angry face greeted me. Behind him were his bodyguards and the manager of the hotel. He was eyeing me intently so that I could feel his rage. I know that I can't escape anymore. I can't lie to him anymore. It's useless. I know that Dad found out the truth.

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I almost can't hear the bustling streets and the traffic in EDSA. I can't breathe in anticipation caused by the anxiety of why we're currently in Dad's car.

My heart was beating wildly. It was so fast and loud that I didn't seem to know what to do. I was speechless when my Dad asked me to go out with him. I hurriedly changed my clothes, leaving Jenny who's peacefully sleeping in my unit. I only left her a note. I know it's crazy trusting a person that you just met but my instinct is telling me to. The fact is-I can see myself in Jenny. The pain and suffering. We may have different sentiments but we are the same. We are wounded. We are wounded by the man that we love.