ARIANA'S POV

"I have signed them, you can confirm it before leaving." I told him, as he quickly started opening it while still standing in front of me.

"Yes, I have seen them, so goodbye." He said, and turned around as he started walking away immediately.

I watched him calmly, as tears welled up in my eyes immediately. It was like he never loved you for even a bit. I thought as I finally went back in shutting the door between him as I rested my back against the door.

Tears poured down my cheeks, as I try to stop myself from crying, but couldn't as more cry flowed down my eyes.

"Sabastian never really loved me, he had always been pretending that he loved me before we got married." I voiced out, and sat on the floor still closer to the door, and broke down into another round of tears.

The hurt I was feeling was just too much, I really deserve to be loved, and not to be treated this way. I thought as more tears poured down my cheeks.

"You have to put yourself together Ariana, you really have to." I told myself, and try to stand up from the floor, but then my mind went to all the hurt words he had been saying to me.

I couldn't help but Fall back into the floor, and started another round of crying.

Samantha heard my voice from inside the kitchen, and soon came to me. "Ariana please you really don't have to do this again." She said, while trying to lift me up from the floor.

"I have to," I just responded to her, but she kept giving me a reason not to cry.

"Samantha I have signed the divorce papers already, so we are both never coming back together again." I finally spoke up, since she was talking about him thinking about all he had done to me and coming back to plead.

"So you mean he came here, with the paper?" She found it hard to believe it.

"Yes, and he wasn't feeling remorseful about what he did to me." I pulsed for a while before I continued.

"In Fact he was really happy that we are getting divorce." I added,

"What!" She exclaimed, while I just nodded.

"He is really so unbelievable, but trust me he would definitely regret his actions, I can say that for sure." She said to comfort me, but honestly I wasn't really comforted even a bit.

"I guess he has always wanted me out of his life, so he could finally have his mistress as his wife, so I can totally understand." I said, making her sighed softly.

"Does he have a mistress?" She asked me, making me sighed softly before nodding my head.

"She even came to the house at night the day I left, and I bet by then she must have moved into our bedroom." I told her to widen her eyes in disbelief.

"Oh my goodness that's really bad, I'm so sorry about that." She apologised, but I told her there was no need for that.

I started crying again, but she was there this time to console me, And after a while I finally stopped crying as she wiped my tears immediately.

She brought some water for me, which I drank before she left the sitting room.

I continued crying about my divorce for a few days, while Samantha was always there to console me. But I just had to cry so that I could release all the pain I was feeling inside.

After some more days I finally told myself that it was time to stop crying about Sabastian, because I was sure he was leaving his best life now.

It was morning, and I was having breakfast with Samantha in the dining room, when I decided to tell her about what I had planned to do.

"Now that my marriage to Sabastian is over, I guess it's time for me to return back home." I told her, making her turn to me immediately.

"Home what do you mean?" She asked me, making me sighed softly realising I haven't really told her about my family from the very beginning.

"I know you would be confused, but I will explain." I sighed softly, as she finally turned fully to me, waiting for my explanation, before I started.

"Well I actually left him because my parents didn't support my relationship with Sabastian." I pulsed to catch my breath before I continued.

"They wanted me to marry someone else, but I didn't really want to, so I had to leave to marry Sabastian." I finally concluded my speech.

"Oh my goodness, I actually thought you never had any family according to what you told me." She said, and I sighed softly realising that was actually what I told her, but I have to explain to her now.

"I had to say that because to me they have already disowned me since I left home, so I'm just going to plead with them, since there is nothing I'm doing here now." I explained to her, making her sighed softly.

"Okay so when do you intend to leave?" She asked me.

"Tomorrow." I responded to her, making her gasp.

"You are leaving tomorrow and didn't see any reason to tell me before now?" She frowned and I quickly apologised to her.

She told me she was going to miss me, and I also told the same. As we continued eating our food, and once we were done, I left the dining room.

The following morning, I took my bags and left for my parents place. It was in another City so I had to leave early.

Once I stepped into the house, I was surprised that my mum was happy and even hugged me.

"I have missed you so much Ariana." Mum said as she hugged me tightly not wanting to let go.

"Mum, I have also missed you so much." I told her, as she finally pulled me to a couch where we both sat down.

"Oh you are back home after fleeing for a year now." I heard dad's voice, making me look up, as I feel ashamed of myself.

I never really expected to come back to this house, but now all what I had planned didn't work out. Sabastian hurt me so badly.

"How is your husband?" He asked me, standing in front of me right now. I couldn't respond to him, as I kept calm, while blinking my lashes rapidly.

"Ariana why aren't you answering my questions?" He asked me, making me swallow hard immediately.

"We are no longer together." I finally responded to his questions, making mum gasp, as she turned to look at me.

"What happened?" Mum asked me, but I just told her I don't want to talk about it, and pleaded with her not to ask me about it.

"It's so obvious, the boy never really loved her, she was the only one dying after him before." My father said, making me feel hurt again, and tears well up in my eyes again.

"Ariana is that true?" Mum asked, as she stared at me for an answer.

"Please mum not now, I should go to my bedroom." I said, and rose to my feet, as I got ready to leave the sitting room.

"Not so fast, young lady." Dad said, stopping me from walking further as I turned to him.

"You can't just leave this house for a year, and just come back to stay." He said, and I immediately knew he had something more to say, as fear cramped into my mind.

Was he going to send me away or what? This question popped into my head as I stood still watching him, and waiting for him to say what he was preparing to say.

"Honey please let her be, she had gone through a heartbreak, so she really doesn't need you to add to it." Mum pleaded, and she sign me to go ahead, while she held onto my father's hand.

Thankfully he didn't stop me from going and, as I could hear them both murmured under their breath to each other as I dragged my bags away.

Dad really would have sent me back to where I was coming from if mum didn't really step into the case.

I guess I owe mum a lot. I thought and sighed softly as I finally went into my bedroom.

Later at noon we were sitting in the dining room together having lunch, when dad started clearing his throat.

I knew he was about to say something else now, so I just had to wait for him to do so, as I pulsed and fixed my glances on him.

Mum noticed and asked me why I stopped eating. "Mum, it is so obvious that your husband wants to say something, so I want to listen." I told her, making her turn to my father.

"Is that true?" She asked him, and he nodded and smiled at her.

"I have told you not to think of scolding her, especially not now." Mum spoke in my defence, but dad just kept calm for a while.

"You have to allow me to say what I want to say first before you start talking." Dad said, while she finally kept calm, and urged him to say it.

"Ariana, I will not be so easy on you, because you made your decision without thinking about what would happen, so you don't have to blame me now." My father said, making me swallow hard, as my glances remained fixed on him.

"Yes you are my only child, but I can't keep quiet and allow you to do whatever you want." He continued, while I opened my mouth to speak but nothing was coming out.

"I have also decided that I'm going to give you two options." He said, and mum jumped in, but dad shut her up almost immediately.

"This is between the both of us, you don't have to come in." Dad said, making mum calm immediately, as I knew I was now on my own.

"What are the options?" I finally asked Dad, making him clear his throat again.

"You will have to either marry Dylan or leave my house forever and never return."

ARIANA'S POV

"Honey aren't you being too hard on her," mum spoke up in my defence, but dad told her not to bother saying anything further again that his mind was made up.

I really feel so bad right now, but I don't want to leave my family again, besides the man I once left my family to be with ended up breaking my heart into pieces, so it would be best I just agree to my father's choice of husband.

"What have you decided?" Dad asked me, snapping me out of my thoughts.

"Baby you don't have to decide just yet, take your time, and I will try to talk to your father too," my mum held my hand even before I could say anything, making me sighed softly.

"I need your answer right now, so give it to me," dad said, while mum tried to plead with him.

"Mum, it's okay, I have already made my decision," I voiced out, and immediately I could see the sadness in her face right now.

"Baby, you don't have to leave again, you just got here, and I have really missed you so much," mum held onto my hands firmly, as she stared at me, eyes which hold no emotions.

"I'm going to marry Dylan," I spoke up, surprising everyone, and their glances became fixed on me.

"Baby are you sure about this?" Mum asked me, while I nodded immediately.

"You made the right choice then," dad said, with a grin now on his face.

"But dad I have a request to ask of you," I voiced out, while he turned fully to me again.

"Okay, what is that? Hope it's something I can grant you?" He asked me, as he dropped his spoon, while I swallowed hard, I became nervous immediately, as I tried to take my time to compose myself.

"I want Dylan and I to get into a relationship first before getting married," I spoke up, bowing my head, not being able to look at my father.

His face frightened me, and I really don't want to ask for what he wouldn't approve of.

"That's not a problem, you are free to court him for a while before you finally get married," he said, making me gasp, as I quickly looked up at him.

"Really daddy?" I asked him, while he nodded his head in response, making me grin immediately.

"Thank you so much daddy," I mouthed to him, as he urged me to eat up.

After a while I finally returned to myself bedroom, as I tried to get myself busy with something. My mind kept going to Sebastian who had broken my heart.

"I really wished I never met him in the first place, he is really so cruel," I muttered to myself, as my mind flashed back to all that he and his family had put me through.

"I hate you Sebastian and I'm going to make sure I never have anything to do with you ever again," I voiced out, as fresh tears welled up in my eyes.

I really wished I could bring that Sean family to their knees someday, because they have really made me go through hell, and I don't really deserve all the pain they made me go through.

All I ever did wrong was to love Sebastian. Somehow I wished I had listened to my parents from the very beginning, and ended my relationship with him, instead of getting married to him.

I thought as I sighed softly while I finally released the tears in my eyes.

Just then, my bedroom door cracked open, and I quickly wiped my tears, as I turned around to see my mum walking into the bedroom.

" Baby are you crying," mum asked as she had her seat just at the edge of my bed, making me sighed softly, as I looked up at her.

"No I'm not crying," I tried to speak, but it came out as a whisper.

"Come on baby,you don't have to lie to me," she said while wrapping her hands around me.

"Mummy, I didn't mean to lie to you, but I just don't want you to worry about me," I said, while sitting up on the bed.

"Thank you baby," she said, making me sigh as I wondered what she was thanking me for.

"Why are you thanking me?" I asked her, while she smiled and adjusted herself on the bed.

"For not leaving again," she said, making me just stare at her.

"I know you never really loved Dylan, and you don't want to have anything to do with him, but I'm happy you chose to stay back here," she said, while I moved closer to her.

"I had to, because I saw no reason not to," I told her, while she told me I had every reason to refuse and leave again.

"The man I love, doesn't want me, so I guess it's wise for me to go for the man that wants me," I said, as tears welled up in my eyes again, realising how I had chosen Sebastian over everything else.

"Mummy tell me, am I really that bad, that someone can't love me for real?" I asked her, as I finally released the tears I had been trying so hard to hold in.

"No baby you are perfect, and any guy who has you as his, is so lucky," she told me, as she finally hugged me tightly, as I broke down in tears.

"Then why did Sebastian hurt me this way? why doesn't he want me?" I voiced out my frustrations, as my mum heard me tightly on her shoulder.

"Baby it's okay, that guy really lost a precious jewel like you, so he is really so unlucky," she said trying to console me, but it's really so hard for me to accept that.

I'm so broken, and it's really hurt so badly, that her little words can't just make me stop feeling so bad and bitter.

"You really need to get over him soon, because he doesn't deserve someone as wonderful as you," she told me.

"It's really not as easy as you think mum, I really loved him so much," I told her, as more tears poured down my eyes like rain wetting her clothes.

"I understand you baby, but trust me you will really need to get over him soon," she said, while patting my back.

My mum was one amazing person in my life, she is really so supportive, and understanding unlike my father, and to be honest, I really wished I never left home before.

She must have really missed me when I left him, to go after a man who doesn't care about me.

I thought as I feel so bad about my actual decision.

"Mummy, I'm so sorry for leaving in the first place, I shouldn't have done something like that," I apologise to her, as I raised my head from her shoulder, and stared at her.

"It's totally fine, and I understand why you had to do that, so I can't be mad at you," she told me, while taking my palms into hers.

"I will always support your decision baby, because I know you deserve the best," she added, making me break into another round of tears.

Chapter 5

Ariana's POV

My mum finally left my bedroom, after she had made sure I had stopped crying.

I had made a wrong decision before, but from now, I'm never going to repeat it again, and I'm also going to make sure my mum gives her concerns on everything that I want to do, before I go ahead with it.

I thought and sighed softly, as I relaxed back into my bed, as I glanced up at the ceiling, as my mind flashed back all the consolation words my mum had told me.

I really owe her a lot, and I'm going to make sure I make up to her from now onwards. I took a deep breath, as I readjust myself on the bed, finally sitting up now.

TWO MONTHS LATER

I walked into my bedroom, looking so tired, and stressed, as I quickly dropped my handbag and cell phone on my bed, and had my seat on my bed.

"Gosh I'm so exhausted," I complained,as I slowly started talking off my jewellery.

I have started working at my father's company, and I am really doing well at it now. It's already been two months since I divorce Sebastian, and I have already gotten over him.

My mom was really so supportive to me, and that made it easier for me to get over the hurt I was feeling from what Sebastian did to me.

To be honest Sebastian and his family deserve nothing but sorrows, as that was what they were good at inflicting on someone else. And I'm never going to forgive them for that.

I sighed softly, and I tried to stop dwelling in my thoughts, but just then, there was a knock on my bedroom door, making me sighed softly as I wondered who it could be.

"Who's there?" I asked while still seated on my bed, as I fixed my glance at the door.

"It's me ma'am," I heard Anna's voice, who happened to be the maid in the house, making me sighed softly.

"What do you want, Anna?" I asked her, while not making any attendance, to stand up from where I was seated.

"Ma'am, I brought you a dress," she responded, making me realise I had sent her to get me a new dress earlier before leaving for the office.

"Oh my bad, come in," I spoke up, and the door cracked open immediately revealing Anna, as she walked closer to me.

"Let me see," I told her, and she quickly brought it out of the bag, making me smile immediately, as I stared at the red dress before me.

"This is so beautiful, you know how to please me," I complimented her, while she just smiled.

"Just drop it there," I told her, pointing to a spot on my bed, while she nodded, and moved closer to there.

Once she dropped it, she turned around to leave, but stopped.

"Ma'am, are you going to have dinner at home before leaving?" She asked me, making me widen my eyes in disbelief as I stared at her.

"How can you ask me a question, when you know I'm going for a dinner date?" I asked her, still finding it hard to believe she just asked such a question right now.

"I'm sorry ma'am, I will just leave," she said bowing her head, as she finally walked out of my bedroom.

"She is so unbelievable," I muttered, as I finally raised to my feet, and started making my way to my bathroom.

I walked into the restaurant with Dylan who was walking behind me, as he held onto my hands, while I tried to put on a smile as I went to the VIP section.

We both had our seats, and the menus were brought to us. "What would you like to have?" Dylan asked me, making me sighed softly as I glanced at the menu again and again.

I really can't decide on something to take right now, but I just had to order something, so I just pointed to my usual food.

"I'm going to have this," I said, pointing it out to Dylan.

"You really like pasta, I must confess," he said with a smile plastered on his face, as I just nodded my head, faking a smile too.

"I really don't like pasta that much, but I'm going to also order it since I want to eat whatever you are eating today," he said, as he also tried to place an order for it too.

"Come on Dylan you don't have to eat it because I'm eating it, you can order what you like eating," I told him, hoping he would stop and just place an order for what he likes.

"I have already decided to eat whatever you are eating, so please just let me do that," he told me, but I really don't want it.

"But you don't.." I was still talking but her placed his hands on my lips stopping me from saying anything further.

"I have already decided to eat it today,so you don't really have to worry about it," he told me again, but I told him he shouldn't be having what he doesn't like all because of me.

"I know that, but it's just for today, and if I don't like it then I promise not to have it next time," he said, making me sigh softly as I glanced at him for a while.

"Okay, if you say so," I relaxed back on the chair, and just then the waitress brought our orders.

"Thank you," I mouthed to her, as she smiled immediately and turned around to leave, but her hands hit a glass which fell down and shattered immediately.

"What have you done?" Dylan barked rudely at her.

"I'm very sorry sir," she quickly apologized and bent down to start picking it up.

"Don't do that with your hands, it 's going to get you injured," I protested, trying to make her stop picking the glass with her hands.

"No she should pick it up, so that the next time she can be careful," Dylan insisted, rudely, but I wasn't really placed at what he was doing.