Chapter 2: Oh, Shut Up!

She hurried to her feet, terror on her face as she looked around for her clothing.

“Dexter! Dexter, please stop!” She shouted as she pulled on a shirt, too scared to go near him as he pummeled Ryan who was still screaming and struggling like a woman.

She ran out into the hall,

“Help!” She screamed at the top of her lungs. “Mum! Dad!” She cried, wringing her hands as she continued begging a furious Dexter to stop.

Her parents rushed in like a storm with three heavy-set guards seconds later.

The guards rushed into the room and it took all three of them to pull Dexter off a severely bleeding Ryan.

“Beat him up!” Sandy's father bellowed.

Ryan slid to the floor unconscious as the guards dragged Dexter and began beating him mercilessly.

Dexter felt a hot slap from above as he lay on the floor, four guards towering over him and itching to continue beating the living daylight out of him.

Sandy's mother bent down and slapped him again,

“You run down, worthless fool!” She accused, “How dare you lay a hand on our daughter and her guest!” She kicked his stomach and Dexter gasped, doubling over.

“You call yourself a man yet all you can do is behave like an animal. A worthless animal!” Sandy's father pitched in and spat on him.

Sandy ran over to Ryan's side.

She patted his face gently and cooed to him, fear in her voice.

“Ry… honey, please wake up.”

“Sandy, you have no right.” Dexter groaned as he heard her.

One of the guards punched him as he said that.

Ryan blinked back to consciousness, groaning as he looked up into Sandy's face.

“Oh thank God!” Sandy exclaimed.

“Get a pack of ice in here!” Her mother shouted to a maid who had arrived outside the door a few seconds ago.

“Sandy… today… Today is our anniversary for crying out loud. What could I have done to deserve this?” Dexter mumbled as he sat up, moving away from the guards.

“Oh shut up!” Sandy snapped, “Will you fucking shut up!” She screamed, slapping her bare thighs. “What have you been to me since we got married? Every day wherever I go I'm taunted and sneered at because I have a delivery boy for a husband! You unashamedly parade yourself around, living off my family like a leech! I can never present anything worthwhile to my friends and say my husband got me this! I can't proudly introduce you to anyone as my husband and you're so comfortable in your situation, it makes my skin crawl!”

Dexter blinked, moisture filling up his eyes.

This is what Sandy thought of him?

“I've… I've been trying Sandy. You don't know how hard… I've really tried. I – I even got you a gown from the Jóse collection to celebrate this year's anniversary.”

The maid came back with an ice pack and hurried to give it to Sandy.

She glared at Dexter as she placed the ice pack gently on Ryan's face. He put his fingers over her hand and shut his eyes.

“What exactly is there to celebrate you fool? Three years of humiliation?” She spat, “And what is one measly gown going to do? Is it going to make you worthy of me overnight? So because of one stupid gown, I should suddenly be okay with the fact that my husband is a penniless idiot?”

Dexter blinked, dumbfounded.

“This is… what you think of me?” He felt as though he'd just been doused with a bucket of dirty water. He felt so humiliated.

Sandy's parents snorted and snickered. The maid and guards cleared their throats subtly.

“Urgh!” Sandy exclaimed and bolted out of the room.

Ryan moaned, opening his eyes and looking around.

“What do you have to say for yourself now?” Sandy's mother sneered in Dexter's face, her breath smelling of garlic powder.

Dexter's eyes widened and he moved back, coughing.

The woman gasped,

“Oh my God! What a petty pauper! Are you trying to insinuate that my breath stinks?”

She landed another slap on his face. The slap landed on Dexter's eye which was already badly bruised and he yelped out in agony.

The woman gestured for the guards to beat him up and they complied, raining blows on his entire body. Dexter groaned and grunted in agony as Ryan barked out laughter weakly.

Sandy rushed back into the room at that moment and hurried to his side, the guards stopped beating him and moved back to allow her to speak to him.

She dumped a big brown envelope on his chest and gestured angrily for him to open it.

Dexter coughed and struggled to sit up. He opened the envelope and pulled out the contents. Written in block letters on the top of the first page was DIVORCE.

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