In all the years we’d been together, I had never checked his phone, always respecting his privacy. But now, curiosity and the need for answers drove me to see what was on the screen which was devoid of any password because I never was the suspicious type.
Guess I was a fool all along.
A long series of conversation was titled: My love
I couldn’t help but open the messages to see how long Ashton was seeing Arabella behind my back.
[Arabella: Our friends used to say we would surely end up together. Now look at you getting married to another woman.]
[Ashton: We could still be together, Bella.]
[Arabella: You sure know how to joke, your wedding is just a week from now on.]
[Ashton: Just say you are mine and I will handle everything else.]
[Arabella: What about that woman?]
[Ashton: She is not special; she once saved my life, so I had to repay her. She can at most be a mistress.]
My entire being felt as if dipped in tar, he was thinking of taking me as a mistress when he accepted me as his mate?
I stopped the car as I could no longer control the tears turning my eyes blurry.
As I read the messages a painful mix of hatred and anger bubbled up inside me. I realized that this empty relationship was one I was better off leaving.
[Arabella: Mistress, you want me to be your wife by keeping a mistress?]
[Ashton: I am kidding, I can’t make Isabella a mistress. After all, she once saved my life.
Furthermore, I don’t want to wrong you ever.]
Arabella’s smirk stayed in my mind as I drove away, her cruel words echoing clearly. It felt like my mind went blank, struggling to grasp the harsh reality of what had just happened.
No he wasn’t joking at all, he took me as a prostitute who would please him whenever he would like, a maid who would stupidly cook and clean for him and nothing but a replacement that he could discard when his wishes were fulfilled.
I couldn’t decide whether the pain or the anger was stronger.
Never ever had I imagined that I would discard the future I had so long dreamt of because everything was such a terrible lie.
While Ashton was still asleep, I booked a flight to Italy on the same day when our wedding was decided to take place. I called one of my closest friends and she agreed and supported my decision strongly and helped me arrange for everything in the foreign land.