Chapter 3 Her Departure

Chapter 3

Her Departure

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"I already ended things with your, Son. I'm just packing up now. I hope you are happy." I sarcastically said. 

I'm talking to Madge over the phone right now. My conversation with Dominic ends there and he storms out of the house but I know that he's just in the backyard. 

"Of course! I'm happy. Finally, there'll be no disgrace in my family. There will be no one to bring misfortune." I ended the call.

She'll talk nonsense again and I don't want to deal with it because there's no point. We'll just waste words and saliva spitting at each other and I'm tired.

I got out another one traveler's bag and put the necessary things that I usually used. I'll get everything that I'm using. It's hard to pack my things in this house knowing that I'm not getting back and leaving the person I love alone here. 

After finishing, I ready my pack stuff in the living room, just in time for Dominic to come in. He's drunk. Well, not that drunk, just tipsy I think. I can say that through his reddened eyes. 

"Dominic..." I whispered his name and tried to hide my bags on the back of the sofa.

He is slowly getting near me and I'm afraid of what he's going to do this time. I thought he'd get violent and hurt me but he bent his knees right in front of me and cried.  

"Dom..." I called and held his shoulder telling him to get up.

 I'm hurting more just by seeing him in this state. I can take every physical hurt but not this. I can't, I'm turning into soft jelly that you can break anytime. It's hard to see a person that looks as hard as stone to turn like this because he's hurting and I can't accept the fact that I'm the reason why. 

"Please, no!" He firmly stated. 

My tears slowly flowed down my cheeks as I heard his voice. A voice that was always powerful but now broke. 

"Let me go. Don't cry. This is for our own good." I thank heaven for letting me utter those words without stuttering.

He suddenly looked up, piercing me with his bloodshot eyes. "You're pregnant, right?"

I nodded. 

"Then don't leave! Cut this bullshit and let me be a father!" He shouted in range, I flinched. He noticed that so he calmed himself a bit but he's still on his bent knees looking up to me so that our eyes can meet.

I shook my head and whispered. "I can't."

"No! I'm begging you! Why are you so selfish ha?!" I slapped him without me knowing that I really slapped him. 

My feelings got so overwhelming that I even pushed him with tears in me.

"How dare you?! You are calling me selfish without you actually knowing the truth! How dare you! I hate you! You know nothing-"

"Then tell me!" 

He finally stood up and I could see veins in his nape because of his shout. He's now in range at this moment.

"I can't. I'm leaving. Take care of yourself... I love you." The last three words came out as whispers with pain. My chest even tightened. 

In my life I never had a heartbreak because of a man, this is the first time and I don't like the feeling. Feelings that are enough to make me weak until my downfall. 

I started to take steps forward to gather my bags so that I could leave but he quickly grabbed the black bag where the cash money given by his mother was.

He opened it and saw the huge amount of money inside. His eyes became dark, like a mixture of hatred, pain, and disappointment.

"Is this what you really want?" He asked.

"Yes," I replied immediately.

After that he didn't think twice before throwing the money on the floor, so now it's scarterred. Thankfully, I'm very thankful that we don't have maids and someone in this house right now to watch this scene. I'm shocked. Of course, who else will not?

It's five hundred million for Pete's sake that he throws on the floor, he even kicks some that are near his feet. 

I fisted and frustratedly looked at him. I even grabbed his collars. If earlier, I pity him now, I'm mad.

I don't care if his mother gave it to me, I don't care if it's from their family but I do care about the money. It's a huge amount! And yet he can just throw it just like that?! There are so many people who are in need right now but his guts can even throw a bunch of money!

"You d*mbass!" I shouted at his face and weakly loose my hold on his collar. I started picking up the money and put it in the bag, since it's so scattered, I only get the nearest bunch. Once done, I held my bags and stormed out of the house. I even heard him shouting my name and his sobs.

 I didn't use my car because he brought it for me, so technically he owns it and I don't want him to follow or chase me because of that.

I took a cab ride to go home at my parents house when my phone beeped indicating that someone sent me a text message.

I read it and it's from Madge.

Madge Pierre:

You b*tch! My son is so mad and furious at me! How dare you tell him what we talked about?!

Given that it's a text message but I can feel her range towards me. 

Me:

It's your fault. You didn't tell me to keep it a secret. 

Madge Pierre:

I'll kill you!!!

I smirked. Why the hell does she have a lot of time to text me? Doesn't she need to deal with her son's anger first? I don't really get this woman. She's more focused on a 'disgrace' like me.

Me:

You can't. I bet Dominic will kill you first.

I turned off my car and paid the cab for the ride. I didn't know what to feel, after months of not living here, it felt bizarre that I'm now in front of our gate. I didn't knock. I just went inside and snickered my things. I heard a muffled of voices and noise in the dining room so I went straight in that area only to find out that Madge was there having good food and talking with my family.

They didn't notice my arrival so I made myself like an invited visitor while throwing a dagger look with Madge and my family.

"Hi. I'm sorry I'm late. Can I still sit and join you in?" I asked but didn't wait for any of their responses because I sat down next to Madge, the seat next to her the only available.

I smiled, sweetly, for them not to feel suspicious.

"Vella? What are you doing here?"

My head snapped at my sister who questioned my existence in this house. I raise a brow.

"Am I not welcome in this house?"

My mother dodge her on the side so she keeps quiet. My gaze goes back to Madge who's now standing up. I was quick enough to catch her elbow. Didn't allow her to walk out.

"What are you doing here, Madam Madge?" I asked. I badly don't want to include the 'Madam' but I have too because my family is watching me. They always respect her so I should too.

"You see it. I ate and talked to your family. Don't ask further and make yourself look like a dumb."

"Are you going home that fast?"

"Of course. My mood changed when you sat down."

I rolled my eyes. There she is again but I let pass.

"Why are you here in my house then?" I once again asked to be more serious right now.

"That's none of your business!" She growled.

I 'tsked'. "Of course it is. You let me leave your son's house, you even hated me in the text earlier and now you're here? You're suspicious."

She didn't say a word so I tightened my grip in her elbow until I felt my fingernails slowly dig in, in her flesh.

Her eyes grew big, she's hurt. She eventually dragged my hands away from her.

"You b*tch!"

"I am!" I fired back. "What are your plans Madge?"

"Many!" She angrily spit. "And that's none of your business!"

We stared at each other's eyes. It's like we're going to kill each other.

"Do you really want this? Do you really want to hurt your son?" I asked intentionally.

"Yes because he's just like you!"

I'm shocked.