Emma POV

Of course, I hate knowing that my husband is falling in love with his ex. When I got home that night, I decided to burn all his clothes. I unpacked everything with the intention of actually doing what I was thinking about doing, but then I backed away, regretting it and thinking that I still loved him because he was my husband anyway.

I had left so much behind because of him, so I wasn't going to let a slut like Kylie Abbott take him away from me, I was still going to regain my husband's love for me. When he came home, his intention was to fight with me and not speak to me again for a long time, but he couldn't even guess what I was up to.

His hands were on my waist while his mouth was on mine, kissing me passionately. He took off my clothes in a hurry, being horny and anxious to have me in his arms.

"Fucking hell, you are so addicting today..." he stammered amidst the kisses and caresses.

I smiled at that, hugging his shoulders. "I'm all yours, Jasper..." I encouraged him to continue.

He threw me on the bed, getting on top of me while kissing me and caressing my body, leaving me involved at the moment and eager to have him. It was then that, when he stopped what he was doing and then showed me a bottle in his hand with Viagra written on it, he looked surprised.

"What is that?" He asked me, looking at me accusingly. I swallowed, still looking at him. I had put Viagra in his drink at dinner, and now he had found the bottle that was hidden under the pillow. "Is that why I'm so fired up today? Why are you leading me into this?" He asked, looking angry and then got up from the bed, clicking his tongue. "Fucking shit."

I held his arm. "Don't go, Jasper... stay here with me, I'm your wife..." I begged with a sad look.

But he let go of me as if I were nothing more than a nuisance to him. "Let go of me! What are you trying to do? Are you trying to get pregnant?"

I shrugged lightly, feeling attacked. "We have been married for three years. It's past time for us to start planning to have children."

He snorted derisively as he was wearing back his pants. "I already told you that I don't want any of your children."

"Why not? Do you intend to get your mistress pregnant, don't you?" My words were bitter. I knew he had been seeing his ex-girlfriend for a long time. All those nights when he arrived home late or didn't even come home at all, I sat there on the couch by the window waiting for him, looking down to see if his car was going to enter the mansion's gates.

Her appearance in my husband's office confirmed all my suspicions, he was falling in love with her, yes, that woman from his past who he had sworn to me that he had forgotten about before we even got married. It had hurt like hell when I found out about it, that he was cheating on me so blatantly. But even that I had decided to forgive, in the name of this immense love I felt for him.

"I know you are meeting her. Are you going to say no? I bet she's the one you think about, that's why you can't touch me anymore." I threw those words in his face, feeling anger and anguish.

Why couldn't he and I just be happy like all the other couples? He had chosen me as his wife, and I had chosen him too, and we get married. Everything was supposed to be perfect, but the blindness he had towards that woman didn't let him think straight. I hated her so much, she had only brought bad things into my life.

"At least she please me, unlike you, who can't do it at all," he said mockingly. "You stink at everything you do, Emma. You don't know how to cook good food, you don't follow a diet, and even at work as my secretary, you just annoy me. Speaking of which, I don't want you in my company offices anymore. I'm tired of you." He was wearing his clothes while insulting me with his words and being rude to me.

"Stop it, Jasper... Can't you see that your words hurt me?" I was crying, my voice breaking as I begged. "Look at the way you're treating me like I'm nobody to you. I'm your wife, Jasper. Your wife... You're bewitched by Kaylie, that whore, but I know you love me," I said while I cried.

He mocked me as he put on his shoes. "You are pathetic, Emma. I don't know where I was in my head when I married a woman as worthless as you," he threw those words at me, getting up from the chair after putting on his shoes, soon after he picked up the keys.

"Where are you going?" I asked quickly, grabbing his arm.

"You got me with a fucking hard-on here. What do you want? I'm going to find a woman I like, so I can satisfy myself," he said, looking at me from top to bottom with contempt. "Since you can't please me," he despised me.

I shook my head, desperate, wanting him to stay. "No... Please, my husband, don't hurt me like that, I'm already getting sick from everything that's happening... Stay here with me, I promise I'll try harder, I'll lose weight, and I'll take good care of myself on the way you want, then I can please you," I begged, not wanting to let him leave.

He chuckled mockingly. "Will you try harder to please me? For that you would have to die and be born again, mediocre woman!" He shouted authoritatively, pushing me to the floor forcefully, making me fall on my butt on the carpet in our room.

I cried in pain, but he didn't even look at me again, leaving our room, closing the door tightly behind him, and walking away. I ran to the window as I cried, watching him go to his car, get in the squad car, and rush out. Likewise, I was sure he was going after Kaylie, his mistress, so he could have fun with her without even caring about me.

I collapsed on the floor, hugging my own body with my arms, a wave of sadness and anguish invading me. I started to wonder why I was fighting so hard for Jasper when this marriage was already over. He didn't want me anymore, he despised me, he didn't think I was more beautiful or anything no matter how hard I tried.

He didn't even want to have kids with me, so why was I so insistent on this? Likewise, he hated me, no matter what I did to please him he was never pleased. So it was better for me to say enough to all that, or at least pretend that I was leaving, at least that way he would realize that he loved me and would want to get back together with me.

So I got up from the floor and went to pack my bags while I cried.

Emma

It was already morning, and I was looking at myself in the bathroom mirror. There were huge dark circles under my gray eyes from having spent the night crying, but I managed with the makeup, determined never to look ugly. Jasper said I was ugly, but in reality, he just despised me. I was actually pretty with my symmetrical face and my long blonde hair. When I was younger, many guys wanted to be with me, but out of all of them, I chose Jasper. I left everything behind for him, not knowing that by marrying him I would be making the worst decision of my life.

I fixed my hair and put red lipstick on my lips, a nice dress and high heels. And after checking my appearance once again, I sighed deeply and pushed my bags, leaving the room. I was already tired of Jasper's abuse, today would be the day that I would put an end to it all.

I walked down the stairs of the Parrish mansion, a place where I had lived and swallowed a lot of frogs for three years, but I wasn't going to do that anymore. It was high time for me to give myself the value I deserved. 

"Are you traveling by chance, daughter-in-law?" My mother-in-law asked as she saw me enter the room, pushing my suitcase with me. She looked at me with her usual mocking look, she loved the way her son treated me, she was no good, just like her son.

I always bowed down and accepted her insults and mistreatment because she was the mother of the man I loved, but today that ended here. I lifted my chin to look her in the eyes. "I'm not traveling, Rosalee. I'm definitely leaving; my marriage to Jasper is over," I told her with determination.

Her eyes widened slightly upon hearing my words, and then she threw her head back, laughing mockingly. "What pathetic thing are you saying, you crazy bitch? My son is rich and handsome, and many women would like to be in your place. And you come here and say that?" She was looking at me with disgust.

"Then ask them to apply because I'm bailing," I said firmly. I had wanted to talk to this despicable woman like she truly deserved for a long time. She was my mother-in-law, she must have been some kind of mother to me, damn. But she always treated me like I was her rival or something. I hated her so much. I wanted so much to wipe that mocking laugh off her face.

"I see this as a release, my son will be getting rid of such a mediocre and worthless woman like you," she said, looking at me with disgust. "I pity you, Emma Weiss. I don't even need to wish you to suffer, because I know you will suffer being a rejected woman with no direction in life. You're going to have to sell your body to support yourself, bitch."

"At least I won't be an unnecessary footlocker like you, who keeps spoiling your son with bad advice and debauchery," I replied to her in kind, being ready to never let this woman degrade me again.

Her lips pursed with fury. "You bitch!" She raised her hand, wanting to slap me, just like every time she did this, but today I firmly grabbed her forearm, making her hand stop in the air. "What? Let me go!" She seemed horrified by my outrage. I was holding her hand very tight in anger.

"Never raise your hand against me again, ridiculous woman. You don't know who I am and what I can do to someone like you," I threatened furiously.

"What...? How dare you...?" she spluttered, her face crumpled into an expression of fear.

But at that moment Jasper entered the room, interrupting us and making me let go of his mother's arm. He was smiling at a woman he was hugging as they both walked into the room. 

It was her, Kaylie Abbott, his despicable lover. My jaw started to lock with anger.

"What is this woman doing here, Jasper?" I asked angrily, wanting to jump on that clueless woman and pull her hair again.

"Oh, I'm glad you two are there," Jasper said, smiling, referring to me and his mother as he approached us with his lover. His arm was always around her waist.

"Jasper, I'm glad you're here, my son. Your wife, that bitch, tried to hit me. Look at my purple arm," she complained, showing off her arm.

"By God, Emma. You really are a savage, aren't you? You're the enemy of the class," Kaylie commented with a smirk. She was tall and slender, but she was far from prettier than me, although with that fancy dress and well-done hair she looked pretty. I knew it was Jasper sponsoring her luxuries, but with me, he couldn't give me anything.

"Why did you do this to my mother, Emma?" Jasper asked in a low voice, still carefully holding his mother's arm. His voice had tones of danger.

"She was the one who tried to hit me, I just defended myself!" I said in my defense, but Jasper didn't let me finish and soon slapped me so hard that he threw me onto the marble floor of the room. Kaylie Abbott's mocking laugh was loud through the pillars of the house. 

"Don't you dare raise your fucking voice!" Jasper shouted at me angrily.

I groaned in pain, holding my burning cheek. "I yell at whoever I want!" I screamed, not wanting it anymore, my eyes full of tears.

"Then get out of this house. I don't want you here anymore!" He was pointing at me authoritatively. I felt my eyes fill with tears, and I cried with the pain of being rejected like that.

"Poor thing, that bitch is nothing more than a fucking reject now," Kaylie sneered with a cynical look. "And don't worry about Jasper anymore, Emma. He will be very happy when he marries me and when our child is born," she said, rubbed her belly, showing off.

"What...?"

"That's exactly what you heard. Kaylie is pregnant, and she will be my new wife. Now get out of here because your presence disgusts me," Jasper added, taking his mother and his new wife, and they went up the stairs like a happy family.

I swallowed hard, getting up from the floor and fixing my clothes and hair. "One day you will bitterly regret doing this to me, Jasper," I stammered to myself and then, I grabbed my suitcase and left that house, never to return.

When I was outside, I picked up my cell phone to make a call. 

"Oliver Hood speaking. Emma, is that you?" He asked on the other end, sounding surprised to receive my call.

"Yes, it's me, Oliver," I replied, moved by his voice, who had been my friend for a long time.

"Wow! It's so good to hear your voice again after so many years! So, are you willing to inherit your family heirloom?" He asked hopefully.

"I'm ready, Olivier. The time has come to show everyone who I am," I told him. "Bring my limousine to take me to my palace."

Emma

What Jasper didn't know was that I came from a wealthy family-one of the richest families in the entire city. In fact, I was an heiress to a great fortune, but I had abandoned this legacy of mine in order to marry Jasper. Since my grandma did not want me to marry him, but I gave up everything, all for the love of him...

I had disappointed my family and my grandma, and I had pretended to be a simple girl with no family to marry him in the name of the love I felt for him, thinking that I would be happy with him, but I only suffered because he never loved me and never respected me, but today was the day to put an end to this story.

It didn't take long for Oliver, my friend, to park a limousine in front of the Parrish mansion, the car had such an eye-catching presence that the Parrish came out of the house to see what was going on.

"What is this here? Who is he, Emma?" Jasper asked me, looking intrigued as Oliver was carrying my bags to the limo.

I chuckled sternly. "You don't need to know that," I replied, heading towards the car, but he grabbed my elbow tightly and pulled me towards him, making me look at him. "Let go of me!" I commanded.

"You were married to me for three years, and I never saw you with that man. Who the fuck is he? Is he by any chance a lover of yours?" He demanded to know.

"What is it, Jasper? Are you already jealous? Too bad for you then, because you've already lost me," I teased.

"Stop your games, Emma," he hissed at me, angry.

"Do you need help, Emma?" Oliver asked, being ready to protect me because, besides being my great friend, he was also my bodyguard. I've known him since I was just a child, but I ran away from my old life all for the love of Jasper. "Is he bothering you by any chance?"

"And who the fuck do you think you are to get involved in this, you son of a bitch?" Jasper raised his voice at him.

I saw Oliver narrowing his eyes threateningly, he was even ready to murder my ex-husband, that bastard. But I didn't want Jasper to die, at least not now, he deserved to suffer a lot first.

Then I raised my hand, containing my bodyguard. "It's okay, Oliver. I'll handle it," I told him, seeing him hold back, but he was still growling lowly and threateningly. I looked at Jasper again as if he were nothing to me. "Since you keep a mistress, does that give you the right to think that everyone is a cheater just like you? I feel sorry for you and that stupid brain of yours, Jasper." I pulled my arm away from him. "You have already divorced me. What more do you want?"

"You owe me respect! I gave you a home all this time, you bitch. Do you think you're just going to leave like that while you owe me everything you have?" He shouted at me. His jaw was locked.

"Don't make me laugh, Jasper. The least you gave me was nothing more than your duties towards me, and on top of that, you made me work for free, not only taking care of this damn house but also your mother, and on top of that, working for free for you in your company!" I exposed.

"You're complaining about a full belly, you ungrateful one. Give back everything I gave you!" He demanded.

"What are you talking about? This here?" I pulled out the suitcase, opening it right there, taking the clothes and throwing them in his face. "Then take back all those mediocre clothes you bought for your maid!" 

"How ridiculous!" Kaylie Abbott laughed, enjoying seeing me humiliated.

Jasper reached out to me. "The jewelry and clothes you're wearing belong to me too, bitch," he demanded.

"Oh, I'll give them to you with great pleasure, you scumbag," I replied with an ironic tone. I took off the pair of cheap jewelry I was wearing and threw it to him. I took off my clothes and shoes, not caring about just stripping down to my underwear right there on the street, even with the neighbors watching. And finally, I took off the ring that was on my finger-the ring that he once placed there with promises to never take off. Today, I was throwing it in his face-never again. "Now are you satisfied, Jasper? Now can I leave?" 

Oliver approached me, covering my body with his coat, and took me away, opening the limo door for me and taking me away from that horrible place.

"So it was for this bastard that you wanted to abandon everything?" He commented while we were in the car.

I just sighed, watching the Parrish mansion slowly move away, Jasper hugging his new wife, and his mother celebrating. "Sometimes we end up making bad decisions in the name of love," I replied wistfully, remembering all the sacrifices I made to please him, all the things I didn't mind going through because I wanted him to stay with me, but in the end everything had come to nothing; I had only gained sadness and a broken heart.

I needed to take care of myself. I needed to hold my head up and fight for myself. "But that's over now, Oliver. I'm putting this behind me," I told him with firmness in my voice. 

I wasn't going to cry anymore.