Chalter 19

Marga's P.O.V.

A few days later Welfred's birthday was over. And Wendy's condition is fine after that incident. And Welfred and I ended our relationship.

"She's just my boss. That's all there is to it!"

"Don't lie Welfred because my two eyes can see how you're holding hands." As I uttered those words my chest ached.

"What are you saying Marga? Maybe it's just hunger."

"Then what is this?" I asked him and showed him the picture of the two of them with Marlowe on his cellphone. I hope what I saw was not true. I hope so. Please Welfred tell me that's not true, tell me I'm crazy. Say this picture was just edited. Please Welfred.

"Then you already know." He smiled and said that it made me feel even heavier. I couldn't help it and I was on my knees.

"W-why?" I only spoke as I wiped away the tears that were dripping from my eyes. Why am I weak when it comes to this? Fight Marga, you are strong. Marga stand up! I stood up and calmed myself. I faced him with tears that still did not stop pouring. A loud slap he received caused him to touch his cheek. Not enough. One more slap was missing from him.

"Let's get divorced." I seemed to lose strength when I heard that from him. I got on my knees and cried.

"P-please Welfred don't. Don't leave me with our son. Please." I said while crying and holding her hands. I don't know why I'm like this. I had to agree to our divorce because he hurt me. But why? Why can't I even accept that he left me?

"Let go of me Marga. We have to divorce if you don't want to get hurt. I'll take you Joshua." I seemed to come to life when I heard that. I immediately stood up to slap him a few times. Left to right, I slapped him back and forth until I was bored.

"You have no right to take my son! You beast!" I repeatedly punched him in the chest. I poured out all my remaining strength to hurt him. Does he even want to take my son that he is to blame? Tss. You are different, Welfred.

"I'm sorry Marga but what you're saying doesn't matter because I have Joshua."

"W-what do you mean?"

"Joshua." He said as if he was calling someone. I turned where he was looking and saw my only child approaching me.

"Mom."

"J-joshua." I was about to approach him when he suddenly backed away. W-why?

"Mama. Don't come near me, I'm leaving." I can not believe. W-why would Joshua leave me too? W-why?

"Joshua son don't leave me, your dad is to blame. Joshua don't go with him. Joshua son. Please don't leave me. J-joshua!"

But instead of listening to me he continued on his walk until he disappeared from my sight. I turned to Welfred and slapped him.

"What did you tell him? What lie did you tell my son !? You beast!"

"Since you're hungry, let's eat that because we're leaving."

"Joshua." I weakly call my son. "Marga you won't see him again. I'll have Joshua first. Goodbye."

"Y-you beast! You bastards!" I knelt down and sobbed in tears. While I was crying I saw a knife. I picked it up and shouted.

"Joshua!" I shouted and quickly stabbed the knife in my stomach. I immediately felt dizziness and pain in my stomach. I felt pain. Gradually my vision darkened. I am fainting, my breathing is failing. Is this how it feels when you die?

"Mama!/ Marga!" That was the last I heard and darkness completely enveloped me.

M-marlowe. You took my husband, as well as my son? You took everything I had. I will come back and I will take everything you have.

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