Unwanted Wife – English

The next day she woke up upon the sun rays and kissed her bare face through her window. She  rubs her eyes and gets up from bed, she can feel the swelling of her chin and does not choose to mind it.

She hastened to see if her husband was awake, she knocked several times but no one responded. She slowly opened the door and found no one. The masculine scent perfume of her husband filled her nose the moment she’s inside the room. She meandered the room to make sure her husband was nowhere and all she could see was the messed up bed and those bottles of empty alcohol.

She cleaned the room and fixed the messy bed by replacing a new pillow, bed sheets and blanket. After she’s done cleaning everything she leaves the room, goes downstairs and cooks food for breakfast. She’s busy cutting her afritada ingredients when suddenly her phone rang. She promptly answered the call when she saw it was her best friend calling.

“Calli!” I yawp.

I heard her laugh over the phone, ” Hey, Mercyl miss me?” Calli responded.

“So damn much best! How’s your life?” I asked.

“I think I am the one who needs to ask that question to you, how’s your life Mercyl?” I’m voiceless for a few seconds after hearing her question.

“Of course, I-I’m fine” I replied.

“Don’t lie to me. I know and I feel that you’re not telling me the truth! You’re not okay am I right?” She asked me worriedly.

Her eyes begin to get teary as what her best friend asks. She wanted to tell her everything but she preferred not to.

“Okay I get it, You don’t want to say it but always remember I’m here for you, whenever you need someone to listen and if you’re ready to speak up about it I’m always here for you. And I forgot to tell you , I’m already here in the Philippines so see you”

They natter a bit longer before they hang up on each other.

She just finished her food and did the dishes when she heard the main door open. She went out of the kitchen and saw if it was her husband.

She smiled at him as soon as she saw him but her smile disappeared right away when she saw him with a woman again. She feels ashamed while looking at her posture like a mess while the

The woman looks so sexy , beautiful and well dressed.

“Until when you’ll be blocking our way?” the woman asked. She steps back to give them a way. Her husband doesn’t care about her because he’s busy flirting with the woman.

But for a moment the woman stopped and turned to look over at her, “Are you his maid? Can you get me some water? I feel thirsty,” the woman requested in a bitchy way.

She didn’t protest and just obeyed the woman’s order when she noticed her husband was staring at her. She quickly took some water from the kitchen and poured it on the glass. As she’s about to give the glass of water she’s stopped by the view of her husband and the woman in the living room kissing torridly as if they’re the only people at that moment.

I prevent myself from crying. I don’t want to look weak in front of them. She dash towards them to give the glass of water but unexpectedly she stumbles up and accidentally throws the water off to the woman’s dress.

“What the hell!” the woman shrieked out.

“I’m so-sorry , I don’t intend to.” I replied.

“Look what you’ve done to my dress! You bitch.” the woman said infuriatingly.

“I said I’m sorry, okay? It was an accident, I didn’t know that it would happen.” I justify.

The woman’s eyes widened because of what she heard, “You’re just a maid , aren’t you? How could you speak English fluently?” shock is visible in her face.

” Who said that I’m a maid? For your information I’m his wife.” I point out.

She laughs sarcastically at what I’ve said. “Stop making me laugh, you aren’t the type of woman that Thunder Alcantara likes to, keep dreaming bitch.” She mockingly said.

“And stop saying nonsense slut.” I was exhorted.

“How dare you!” and slapped me.

Anger fills up her whole being that leads her to pull the woman’s hair. But she loses on pulling the woman’s hair when a strong pressure jolts her away.

“How dare you hurt her? You useless shit! ” Thunder shouted while pointing finger at me.

” So , is it my fault? The flirty bitch did it first.” I vociferate.

My world spun when I received a slap from him. “Don’t you ever shout in front of my woman! You might forget you’re in my house.” he said

She sat down while holding her swollen red cheeks. Why do I need to feel this pain? Am I not enough? I did everything for him but why can’t he love me back? What more should I do for him to see my worth? She wanted to shriek just to release the anguish she’s feeling at the moment. On the other hand her husband is enjoying his desire and lust for his woman while she’s in deep pain. She stood up and walked upstairs and went to her room not to care to look out for her husband.

She doesn’t want to hear their moans and pleasure while they’re making those hilarious things.

While she’s sitting on her bed her phone rang and a message popped up coming from her best friend.” Hey, Mercyl meet me at the Starbucks“

After reading the message she instantly took a quick bath and dressed up to meet her friend. At first she hesitated whether to tell her husband or not but at the end she left without telling her husband.

She took her car and drove off to her friend. When she arrived at the Starbucks, she parked her car first before going inside where her friend was surely waiting for her.

As she steps inside the smiling face of her best friend while waving at her is the first thing she saw. They hug each other as soon as they nudge.