Contract Marriage st Chapter 66. I’ll make them pay

Chapter 66: 66. I’ll make them pay

In a tub with the water filled to the brim, to the point where it’s overflowing, I’m sitting with my knees folded up, my hands wrapped around them and my head resting on them. I’ve been like this since Alan and I returned ho. I’m guessing it’s been almost an hour now.

Duke had taken the twins to his parents house, Alan said Duke said he wanted to focus his entire attention on

for now, and that’s why he had taken the twins to his parents.

He even asked Gio to take a leave for the ti being. So right now, it’s just

and Alan in the whole house until Duke arrives.

I wonder when he will co.

When I rember my encounter with Rowan today, I just begin to rage all over. I was married to that man for five years! Five long years and I didn’t see the kind of person he was.

I refused to see.

I dedicated my heart to that man for five years and all I got in return was a surgical knife straight to my stomach and gloved hands taking out my uterus.

I’ve been in this tub now, thinking the sa thing over and over again.

If doing the hysterectomy was Alicia’s plan, what was her reason? What was the reason she took away sothing I so much longed for? She had to have a good reason for doing sothing so inhuman.

But when I think of it... Did Alicia ever have a good reason for hurting ?

No.

She always just did it because she wanted to. Nothing more.

And this ti was probably the sa.

The more I think about it, the more painful it gets. I will never be able to have my own children.

I was always scared of pregnancy. I had seen a lot of pregnant won, I’d seen and heard a lot of people talk about the pains of labor, of child bearing.

To be honest, I was scared of it, but still, no matter how scared I was, I still wanted to experience that feeling of having a tiny little figure grow inside , little by little for nine months. I wanted to experience the joy of holding a new born baby, my own flesh and blood whom I brought to life, in my hand while my husband stands by my bedside whispering words of praise and adoration to .

I wanted to learn what it was like to breastfeed a little human being. To be the direct and only source of the babies feeding for the months that child would need .

I had dreams, sweet dreams of watching my baby learn how to sit straight, then crawl and I had imagined how I would go crazy screaming "The baby took his/her first step!"

I had envisioned arguing with my husband that our baby was going to call mama first. And ti and ti again, I had acted out how I would sulk and pout for days if the baby called Dada first instead of mama.

Oh how I had planned everything in my head only to be shattered like this.

"Pagne?" I instantly lift my head from my knees as I hear his voice. "Payne are you in there?" He knocks on the door and my entire body imdiately wants to run out there and just hold onto him but as I stir in the water to go to him a thought suddenly hits ...

’What if Duke wants more children in the future?’ It’s like a hamr hits my chest and shatters the light bulb that turned on inside

the mont I heard his voice. Slowly I curl back up in the tub.

"Pagne! Pagne I know you’re in there,"

We decided to try and make this a real marriage but I am no longer complete, I can not give him children. I know he already has the twins, but what if he planned on having more babies in the future? And now that I can no longer have children what will happen?

Is there still a future with

next to Duke?

"Pagne! Pagne if you don’t answer

now I swear I’m coming in there!"

I’m curling, and curling and I’m slipping lower into the water as I think to myself...

"Pagne!"

I am an empty vessel now. I’m a waste, I can’t be of any use to him.

"Fuck it! Pagne!"

He won’t be gaining anything from . I wish I could have Duke’s baby, but now I can no longer do that... I have been made into a useless waste of space and—

"The hell Pagne!!" I drag in air as I’m pulled out of the water that I had sunk into. "What the hell do you think you’re doing?!" I look up at the face of the man whose hands are holding

firmly "My God, you are white as sheet!" and I can’t help but burst into tears.

I’m useless now, "No, let

go!" I don’t know why I’m suddenly screaming and trying to get out of his hold when in truth all I want is for him to keep holding .

"Pagne! Pagne calm down!!" He’s yelling, his strong hands are trying to hold

steady but maybe because I’m naked and slippery he can’t seem to hold on to

as I wriggle and try to push him away with every bit of strength I have.

"Goddammit Champagne! You’ll hurt yourself!" He yells but I don’t want to hear anything he’s saying.

I can’t stand that I let myself be so gullible. I can’t stand the fact that I let myself get deceived into doing sothing like that. I feel so much anger at myself for falling victim to such sches.

"Champagne!" I flinch in shock as a loud smacking sound echoes throughout the bathroom, forcing

to stay put as I regain my senses and I’m staring into the eyes of the man before .

Now I’m starting to feel the hotness on my left cheek where his palm had landed, and for a mont, I can see clearly until tears begin to well up in my eyes.

I don’t even know what I want to cry about right now. The factory reset slap I just received or my ssed up situation? I don’t know but as soon as the tears begin to trail down my cheek, I begin to wail loudly.

"Co here," He pulls

into a hug while I’m still in the water. "I’m sorry." He says while holding

tightly in his arms, stroking my wet head. "I’m sorry for hitting you. I just didn’t want you to hurt yourself." I know, I know this and it makes

cry even more.

The longer he holds

the clearer it becos that I really have nothing to offer him now. But I can’t help but still want to be with this man. I know it’s selfish of

considering I have nothing to offer him, but... I still want to be with Duke Grand.

"I’m sorry I wasn’t there when you woke up in the hospital." He says and I bawl even louder. I want to hold him but I’ve suddenly lost strength in my arms. I can’t feel them, I can’t even move them from the water.

So I just sit still and let him hug

while I cry in his arms.

"They took everything away from , Duke. Everything!" I cry.

"I know. I know, I’m sorry."

"They took away my_my_ my—" Oh God help , I can’t even bring myself to say the words in front of him. It hurts. It hurts so much I don’t think I can ever heal from this pain.

"I was so stupid, Duke."

"No, no, Shush. That’s not true."

"I have never t anyone as gullible as I."

"Stop it Pagne. You don’t have to say those things. I know you’re hurting enough, so just cry." He kisses the side of my face and hugs

closer. At this point there’s no difference between him who’s kneeling outside the tub and

who’s sitting inside it. Wearing both soaking wet.

"Just cry. You don’t have to say anything." He says.

"Oh God." I exclaim in tears. "I will make them pay! I swear it." I cry as I finally find the strength in my hands to hold onto him. At this point I’ve long forgotten my naked state.

"He— they made

barren, Duke. They made

empty." I cry.

"I swear I will make them pay with everything I have. I will use my very own blood to sign the docunts that will end them if I must!"

"No my love." He breathes into my ear. Slowly, his hand pushes

gently away from his body and he holds onto both sides of my face, caressing my wet cheek, wiping my tears away. "Not with your blood." He says as I sniffle, "But with theirs."