Heir to the Richmond Empire

Chapter 3: Bad Start, Worse End!

Dexter's heart dropped to his feet,

“S– Sandy?” He queried, not looking further than that at the contents.

“I don't want to hear anything from you. Marrying you was a mistake I intend to remedy. Now sign these papers and leave my life forever.” She spat.

“S– sandy –”

Her father interrupted him with a punch.

“I don't want to hear a word from you, you bastard! You heard what she said, sign the damn papers!”

“P– please – Sandy please,” Dexter begged, a tear rolling down his eye without his permission.

“You're not worthy of our daughter you scrap! Heck! You're not even worthy of breathing the same air as her!” Sandy's mother shouted into his face.

Sandy didn't even act like she cared, she spat at his feet and ran back to her lover's side. She caressed him, putting his head on her voluptuous breasts and taking the ice pack from him to cool his head herself.

“You'd better start signing now before you get the beating of your life!”

Her father thundered.

“Raphael, please, I have nowhere to g–” Dexter began but one of the guards shut him up with a punch. 

“How dare you say my husband's name?” Sandy's mother snarled. “I suppose the next thing you'll do is scream ‘Priscilla Wayne’ from the rooftops?” She slapped him again. “Your mouth is too filthy to mention our names! Beat him up until he signs it!” She screeched at the guards.

Dexter was beaten up for a few more minutes, his cries filling up the room but not eliciting pity from anyone.

Raphael pushed his face into the papers,

“Sign!”

Dexter coughed up blood and with trembling fingers began to sign on the lines Raphael and Priscilla pointed out to him.

The minute he signed the last one, the papers were snatched from him.

“Throw him out of here! I don't want to ever see him in this premises again.” The Waynes commanded.

The last thing Dexter saw was Ryan and Sandy's smirks as he was dragged out helplessly from the room and thrown out of the house.

Dexter staggered away from the gate. He looked up for a moment at the place he'd called home for three years but had never felt at home in.

He blinked back tears at the feelings of physical and emotional pain as he stumbled away bleeding.

Dexter stopped at a lamp post as he relived the day. His heart was empty and his spirit was broken.

He'd spent the day going from one company to the other looking for a new job and planning the surprise package for Sandy, only for him to return to his wife shamelessly cheating on him and the beating of his life so he could sign divorce papers and be kicked out into the street.

He slumped against the lamp post, remembering how he'd met Sandy.

He'd been a busboy then, working in an upscale restaurant. She'd immediately been smitten by him and they'd dated for six months before she introduced him to her parents as her fiance.

He'd gotten his delivery job during the six months they were dating and it'd been one of the occurrences Sandy had used to bully her parents into letting her marry him. She'd claimed that he was a promising young man and the only way his life could go from there was up.

Alas… it'd all been puppy love. At least for Sandy. She'd woken up one day apparently and smelled the coffee. The coffee her parents had been stirring around her nose since day one.

He remembered more than one occasion right after their splendid wedding when Priscilla had casually mentioned to Sandy that it wasn't too late to find a man more befitting of her status.

Dexter's heart squeezed in his chest.

Sandy had finally listened to them…

She now thought of him as a leech and a disgrace.

Dexter's head hit the lamp post and he collapsed onto the floor. His last thought was of how he had actually hit rock bottom and was completely hopeless.