Before she spoke, she let out a scornful laugh, and then straightened herself up,
“You're the one without any shame Alphonse! You don't have any money to your name and yet you dare to raise your hands to someone who can afford your entire generation, someone who isn't in your class or league!”
She huffed and then continued, this time with narrowed eyes and clenched fists,
“Who do you think you are to question me and interrupt us?!” she glanced behind her smirking lover and pointed between themselves,
Although Alphonse was taken aback, causing him to flinch back, he raised himself to his full height,
“I’m y-your husband”
He tried to sound confident although his voice was cracking, Vivian on the other hand sent her head back and laughed to her heart’s content,
“You're not only delusional but hilarious, you think someone like me will be saddled with your kind?! One who has nothing, and I'll leave a man who can afford to get me all the niceties of life, take care of my needs, and buy me luxury to be stuck with you?!”
She laughed once more and went on while smirking,
“You were only a means to an end, and now your own end in my life has come!”
While they had been having the exchange between them, Alphonse had been unaware of the gathering crowd who didn't waste any moment in recording, Vivian had noticed them and had chosen to play the crowd to her advantage,
She walked closer to Alphonse and looked him straight in the eyes,
“I feed and clothe you, and that should make you realize that you have no right over my life or my actions! You already know the reason why I married your broke ass! Don't provoke me!”
“B-but…”
Alphonse stuttered in reply, but was met with a harsh slap from his wife, who had done so for the pleasure of the crowd and her lover,
“Don’t you dare speak when not spoken to!’
Vivian seethed and the crowd oohed and ahhed, taking all of it in. Alphonse closed his eyes tightly, trying to rid himself of the torrential memories, of when Vivian had approached a poor guy like him for marriage after they had gone out a few times, and she had helped with his mother’s bills, he had thought she was marrying him out of love and that their marriage was for the long haul, but apparently, he thought wrong.
Alphonse with his drooped head, finally noticed the crowd, and his cheeks redenned, tears gathered in his eyes, but he refused to let them drop.
She wasn't done making a mockery out of him, as she glanced around and noticed the security who had been approaching, she beckoned on them and smiled sweetly at them, her face belied the venom in her heart,
“Gentlemen, please I'd like for toy to throw out this worthless piece of trash, I do not know how he found his way in”
Alphonse faltered back, while his eyes popped, his jaw nearly reaching the ground,
“Uhn, umm” he stammered out, with his head lifted, his eyes darted all around,
“Viv… I-I'm your h-husband!”
He exclaimed with a shrill voice, while Vivian raised her brows and sneered,
“ Don't you dare disgrace me and associate me with your worthless self!” Vivian spoke up in an angry tone while still glaring at him.
“What a pity!”
“Such a waste of a fine young man, for what is the use of being fine if you have no money to accompany it?!”
Someone in the crowd exclaimed, asking no one in particular, as they all glared at Alphonse’s way, some looked at him in pity, while others sneered and shook their heads in disgust.
One thing Alphonse found himself grateful for was that despite the embarrassment and humiliation, his in-laws weren't available to add insults to injury or stoke the fire the more.
He managed to lift his head and was met with the face of the security drilling holes into his head and he shuddered,
Vivian smiled smugly and faced him,
“It would be good for you to not show your face in the house this might you scoundrel!”
Alphonse gulped and said nothing.
The security men wasted no time as they harshly hijacked him by his underarms, Alphonse’s legs dangled in the air and most people snickered,
“Take him away!”
“He's of no use”
They all began chanting, Alohise finally managed to lift his head, and his eyes met the smug look of Vivian’s companion who winked at him, and Alphonse cursed him under his breath.
Although he tried pleading with the security men, but his pleas fell on deaf ears as they dragged him all the way outside, and dumped him at the exit like a sack of potatoes. Alphonse tried to no avail to use his hair to cover his face but rather covered his face with his hands as he shuddered, finally letting the pent-up tears in his eyes flow freely down his cheeks, and quivering chin.
In the short time of his life, he had never been this humiliated, he hated the fact that he had no money or anyone to defend him,
“I swear I'll make money, and I'll get back at all of you for today!”
With a frown on his face, he mused and vowed to himself, but he knew that vow was far-fetched except a miracle could take place or maybe he was Cinderella with a fairy godmother, that was the only feasible reason for him to get wealth and enact his revenge, he was truly just a pauper and a nobody.
Alphonse stood to his feet and dusted his bum while he walked away. He had decided to go visit his mother, at least he had one person in life who loved him, even though she was critically ill.
He soon got to the hospital, after trudging for about thirty minutes, his eyes and throat stinging. On his way to his mother’s room, he bumped into the doctor who had a frown etched on his face,
Though he tried to hide, but the doctor had seen him and marched towards him, while eyeing the length of Alphonse’s body, folding his arms across his chest the doctor cleared his throat before he informed him,
“Mr Fischer, if you do not find a way to pay your mother’s outstanding bills, we will have no choice but to discharge her, and that won't be good for her as she will die! We do not run a charity organization here, there are others who need a bed!”
With narrowed eyes the doctor informed him, not minding the passerby's who were trying to eavesdrop, he went on,
“You have an outstanding bill of over a thousand five hundred dollars, and if at the end of the week, you don't pay a substantial amount, your mother will be discharged out of the hospital!”
He nodded his head and walked past Alphonse whose face had lost all the colour in it.
The next morning, Alphonse awoke with a heavy heart. After the humiliating events of the previous night, he barely slept. As the sun rose over the city, he knew what he had to do; return home and confront his so-called family. He walked slowly through the streets, dreading what was to come. As he approached the grand house that was once his home, he stopped to steal himself, taking a deep breath, he marched up the front steps and knocked firmly on the large wooden door. Moments later, the door swung open to reveal Vivian, Her lips curled into a sneer at the sight of Alphonse,"What do you want?" she spat. Behind her, the rest of the Robinson family had gathered in the foyer. Margaret stood with her arms crossed, glaring at Alphonse. Tyler leaned casually against the bannister, a smug grin on his face. Sophia stood beside her new boyfriend, both looking at Alphonse with disdain. Alphonse clenched his fists, trying to keep his composure,"I've come to speak with you, Vivian. Alone
In the dimly lit boutique, Alphonse dedicated himself to his work, the soft swish of his mop a constant in the quiet store. He had taken the job out of sheer necessity, the weight of his mother's medical bills and his own survival pressing down on him. Each stroke of the mop was a silent vow to overcome the hardships that had befallen him, to rise above the scorn and betrayal of those he once called family.As he moved with a quiet intensity, lost in his thoughts and the monotony of his task, he failed to notice the entrance of a couple. The boutique, known for its exclusive clientele, was the perfect shopping ground for those draped in wealth and arrogance. Alphonse, absorbed in his work, inadvertently pushed his mop bucket into the woman's path.The collision was minor, but the woman's reaction was anything but."Argh!" She let out a shriek that pierced the calm atmosphere of the boutique, drawing the attention of everyone present. Alphonse's head snapped up at the sound, his eyes
Alphonse had hoped for fairness, perhaps a chance to tell his side of the story, but reality had other plans."But I didn't—" he began, his voice tinged with desperation, trying to find some understanding in the manager's eyes, but the manager simply raised a hand, cutting him off."The decision is final," the manager stated, a note of regret in his tone that did little to soften the blow, "You need to leave now."At a nearby table, Vivian and Geoffrey shared a look of victory, their scheme having worked flawlessly. The other customers started murmuring, their voices a mix of sympathy, judgement, and indifference."Can you believe that?" whispered one customer to another,"Thrown out just like that.""I heard he was causing trouble," someone else chimed in, eager to spread the rumor.A woman shook her head, whispering to her companion, "Seems harsh. Didn't even let him explain."And from a corner, a man muttered to his friend, "Drama's always good for business, eh? Makes the day g
Alphonse and Peter made their way through the rain-soaked streets, the silence between them thick with anticipation. The plush interior of the limousine felt suffocating to Alphonse, each second stretching longer as his mind swirled with doubts and questions. Was this all a joke? Or a prank?He couldn't help but roll his eyes at the absurdity of the situation, his heart pounding against his chest."Are you okay?" Peter's voice broke the silence, laced with genuine concern.Alphonse clenched his fists, trying to steady his shaking hands, "I don't know," he admitted, his voice barely above a whisper,"This all feels like some twisted joke."Peter nodded, understanding the turmoil that Alphonse was going through. "I know this is a lot to take in," he said, his tone soft. "But I assure you, it's all true."The limousine pulled up to the hospital, and they quickly made their way inside. The hospital's sterile smell and the sound of distant beeping machines did little to calm Alphonse's
Stepping out of the room together, Peter guided a lost Alphonse to a corner, assuring him that all would be fine."Your mother is brave. You don't have to be worried about her condition. She'll be alright.""Hmm, " Alphonse responded, looking back at the room his mother was in.His head was still welled with the sudden revelation of his identity, leaving him wondering where he has to start from on what to do next.As if Peter Understood his thoughts, he placed his hand on Alphonse's shoulder, gaining the young man's attention back on him. When he looked at Peter..."It's time for you to claim what is rightfully yours, Alphonse. Do come with me and sign on the necessary documents. It's important they are attended to now, " Peter suggested.This felt like a dream to the young man."So, once I sign the papers everything will be..." He paused, trying to accept his new life that's about to change."Yes, everything will be in your name from now onwards. You're your father's heir after all,
Having his mother back home after a long period at the hospital, pleased Alphonse to the core. He couldn't stop himself from giving her all the food she wanted and the care. And Hannah got tired of the care, to the point of pleading with her son to stop."You just returned from the hospital. At least have some more...""No Alphonse. I'm okay my son. I'm really full, " She pleaded, stopping him from spoiling her any further.Her face brightened with smiles as she gave out a chuckle, taking hold of Alphonse's hands.He was already grumbling with her refusal but smiled when he swe her laughing at him."My dear boy. I'm okay. All I need is rest now. Trust me," She said, assuring her son. "Okay " He said, accepting her request. With the help of the maids in the mansion, Hannah was taken to her room to rest, while her son remained back at the living room with his late father's butler, Peter. The two were alone watching Hannah leave, until she was out of sight.Once she was gone, Peter p
"Is everything ready?" Alphonse asked his butler while staring down at an open hall in a well-designed navy blue suit.He and his butler were standing upstairs in the Hall, which they had used in making preparations for the party.This was a popular Hall Alphonse's late father used whenever he wanted to have an event or occasion.It's a well-known hall that the late Edmund's business partners were familiar with and knew the late CEO used for an occasion. Peter, who knows how his old boss does his things, made the arrangement perfectly well according to it, but as per Alphonse's order.The duo were on the top floor of the Hall, watching all the guests coming into the party with delight all over their faces. But that wasn't their main interest."Seems your guests have arrived, Master, " Peter informed Alphonse, signaling to the entrance of the Hall. The young man looked and spotted Thomas, Geoffrey, the man who took his wife from him, his mother-in-law, and Vivian his ex-wife. She w
"I will advise you to leave before I get you thrown out," The fellow, who was the manager of JE Consortium, ordered the family to leave the party or be thrown out. This was something the family had never experienced and never imagined they would find themselves one day.It was clear all over their bodies that they weren't used to such embarrassment. It's their first. Vivian, who still had herself clung to her husband, stood her ground."You can't do this to my family. What do you mean by a mistake? We want to see your boss!""Get out!" The guards yelled at them, grabbing them by their arms and pulling them away."Unhand me! Let go!" Margaret roared, dragging to let go. Thomas was also shouting and demanding the presence of Mr. Edmund."You have made a mistake! My son-in-law and I have bagged a contract with the company! You can't treat us like this!" He roared.Geoffrey couldn't even yell but accept his fate, following the guards who were dragging them out of the Hall. The sight o