Ethan was perplexed by the situation that he had landed himself. It felt as though she had said something he had totally misheard. He had to ask for more clarity.
"Are you talking to me?" He asked, unsure of the red haired woman's intentions
"Yes, I am talking to you. There could be no one else I would be talking to here, except you," she said.
Ethan was speechless. Sandy watched from a corner, still reeling from the slap she had sustained from Kelly. Even she could not believe her ears and eyes, let alone, Ethan.
Ethan looked at her, she flipped her face away in a spiteful manner, although she was filled with jealousy at the time.
He sure as hell was tired of the way his wife treated him, but leaving her, was a different story all together. One that he was not ready to write or embark on. He had a good relationship with her father ever since he saved the man years ago and in return, the man arranged for him to marry his only child. But as for Sandy and her mother, they couldn't be more at odds with him especially for the fact that he was poor and they considered him as “good-for-nothing”.
"I'm sorry, ma'am," he began. "But I don't think I can do that. I am not that kind of man to run away from a marriage because of ill treatment. I took a vow."
"Aww, a loyal man." Kelly was delighted. Her eyes glittered as she said those words. "What you say only makes me want you more. You should know that."
"Tchh." Sandy was frustrated as she stared at the two of them, standing there, acting as though the rest of them were not in the same room. She looked at Matthew who at that point was holding and tending to his broken bloodied nose. "I wish I could just go over there and give her back the slap she left on my cheek," she said to Matthew.
"You can still do that," Mathew urged her on, having nothing to say to the angry Sandy than agree with her on every and anything she said.
"You know I can't. That woman is from a very wealthy family. I can't do anything to her without attracting ruin to myself. But now she is about marrying my good-for-nothing husband.”
That realization filled Sandy once more with so much jealousy that she had lost all composure and was about to step into the fray once again, to challenge Kelly when she felt herself pulled back by a strong arm.
"What! Why are you holding me back?" She turned back to lash out Matthew who held her back.
"Is that not what you wanted?" Matthew asked, sounding a tad bit confused in his judgement. "Is this not a good thing?"
Sandy did not give him a reply, but turned away from his eyes, as if to hide something she did not want him to see.
"Look," he continued. "I think you should let him marry her. After all, we all know exactly the kind of person Kelly Redmond is. We know that she is a bossy woman. If he leaves you for her then he would really only be signing himself up for slavery. That is something I am a hundred percent sure of. She will not marry him for nothing. Just let him sign the papers and see what would happen of him. Trust me."
Sandy came back to her senses, still jealous but far less hung up on it than she had been before. Her eyes were more settled now. She pulled up her purse, opened it, brought up the copies of the divorce documents.
"Hey, scumbag," she said in much spite, throwing the documents at Justin and Kelly. "This is for you and your newly married life. Now leave me and my family alone. You got that?"
Ethan picked it up, stared back at Kelly.
"Isn't that enough reason to divorce her?" Kelly said trying to point out the irony. "You should not be with women like that. You should have already known that by now. You do not need a soothsayer to tell you that."
With that, Ethan agreed, picking up the papers and signing on them.
"Now, are you happy?" He asked Sandy who did nothing but make a grim smile.
"Look. There you have it. You are no longer together. Leave this or I will ask the police to take you with them since the kidnappers escaped." Kelly chased the two of them off. Sandy and her man. At the last hour, it seemed to Sandy like she had made a mistake. But she did not dwell on the thought or feelings. She left just as Kelly had ordered.
"I think I should be taking my leave for the day as well," Ethan said as well, heading to the door.
"Stop. Not you. Don't go now." Kelly stopped him from going past the door, holding him back. "I want you to come with me to the office, now. I need to talk to you concerning something.”
"I can't believe we were thrown out like that," Sandy said in rage as she walked out of the jewelry shop with Matthew. "I am never going to come to this shop anymore. I swear by my name."Matthew did not say anything. Although he was angry as Sandy, he was more embarrassed than he was angry, and so kept his rage sealed within, his hands caressing his nose every now and then."And you," Sandy called out, referring to Matthew. "What was that about? You said you were an expert in martial arts and then beaten like a dog right in front of me who you are supposed to protect. Worse is, you even hid behind me. Meanwhile Ethan... that Ethan... You know what? Forget it." She was still overwhelmed with jealousy, and the fact that her now ex husband was now with a woman richer, and far more prettier than her made her heart almost explode in resentment. "I can't believe all of this is happening to me," she whispered to herself, away from the hearing of Matthew. "Why am I getting jealous over so
"What's all of this supposed to mean?" Ethan asked, clearly dumbfounded and surprised at what he was seeing from the documents. "Is it not clear enough?" Kelly asked in a soft tone that still came off as very intimidating. "Please don't tell me I made a wrong choice in choosing you." Her words sounded like a joke as much as they were serious."I mean it is clear, but why?" He asked, unable to hide the surprise glued to his face. Kelly sighed once more. "What you're seeing there, my dear future husband, is a contract. A marriage contract. And as you have read, you will be paid handsomely for it. About a hundred thousand dollars per month just so you fulfill your roll as husband in my life. Do you understand it now?" Ethan was speechless. What word would he have said to actually explain what he felt. It seemed far better to keep a mouth shut so it doesn't say anything that was not quite able to capture the moment."As expected," she continued speaking. "I knew you'd be speechless. I
What was he supposed to do with that information? He felt as though he had gone to the kind of heaven some men dream of, but instead it was ruled by a she-devil, not angels."I'll see what I can do with that," he forced himself to say, lacking in his mouth anything that wouldn't come out forced or weird. She shook her head and he left soon.On the way out of the office he saw an alert on his phone. He had been sent money by her. Immediately he also received a text from her. "You must have seen the money I sent," the text read. "That is for clothes. I think you don't have any good clothes to wear, and that is such a shame, because I will not let you go dressing around me like a janitor. You need to be presentable because I will be taking you with me to go see my parents."He put the phone in his pockets after reading the text. He pinched himself on the arm, probably to ascertain that the entire day was not a mere dream that he would wake up from soon enough. It was not a dream as he
"Luke?" Ethan mouthed in surprise at the person he had just accidentally bumped shoulders with. A tall man with dark flowing hair."Well, look at who we have here?" The stranger Ethan referred to as Luke said, standing just across to him with a smile. "I thought I'd never find you, man."They both hugged each other, saying as one, "Come here, brother." "So what are you doing here?" Ethan asked. "I did not know that I would find any one from the Ancient Order here at any case. But look at you. What brings you here, my brother?""You," Luke said concisely. "We've been looking all over for you. At a point we even thought that you were dead. What have you been doing here?""Well, you know I've been living here, doing really simple jobs and trying to scrape by for myself a decent living." As Ethan said this, he quickly remembered the job he had now as a contract marriage and then shuddered a bit, wondering if such a job could be called anything decent."Something decent huh?” Luke said,
After Ethan was done talking, there was a brief moment of silence that hung over the car. None of them knew what to say afterwards. It was almost like someone had sealed their mouths off with tapes."So about the proposition from the Order, are you going to take it or not?" Luke asked, breaking the once sacred silence. Ethan let out a breath of surrender. "I don't know, Luke. I don't think I can take it. It seems so much like a grand thing to do. Way grander than anything I can undertake.”"Really? Why?" "Like I said, replacing Grandmaster Humber of the Order, is not something I think a person like me can undertake."Luke furrowed his dark eye brows. "That is exactly what I don't understand. You're the Ethan. The one Grandmaster put his faith most in, how can anything be bigger than you who was chosen by him? Grandmaster Humber doesn't make mistakes of this sort. This much I know of him. And he trained you for this day.”Ethan was quiet for a while. "Besides what exactly is in this
The door opened to a room painted all white, and Sandy came in. She had a look on her face that made it known to everyone in the room that something had recently gone down but the look itself was neither happy nor sad.Her mother was sitting on a chair close to a bed. A doctor stood over the bed, and on the bed was a middle aged man, asleep."Hey mother, how is father doing?" She asked, walking closer to them."Well, the doctor can tell you," the mother said. Her face had a tired expression."Oh," the doctor began, almost nervously. "He's getting better. We are doing our best to stabilise him and his situation. You know the ailment is incurable.”"Please, do all you can," Sandy said, looking at the doctor with pitiful eyes. "Ehm, doctor. Can I speak to my mom privately please?”"Oh, sure can do. I was about attending to something else either way." The doctor left in a few minutes. "So, mother, guess what?" Asked Sandy, a bit enthusiastically once the doctor left the room."You know t
Ethan could not remember the last time he was in a hotel. It could have probably been two to three years, he could not recall. So being at The Beach Side hotel on a night like that, caused him great discomfort.He took up his phone and called her at once. She picked up the call and he said, "Hello, I'm here at the hotel.""Great. Come to the bar. It's easy to recognize. It's a little beach bar with red and blue light bulbs that spread across its exterior like stars." She was clear in her description, and so, he was able to find the place with ease. It was just as she described it. He got in the bar and spotted her right there sitting down sipping what he could say to be some red wine. She gestured for him to come and he came.She wore an open back loose blue gown that was also see through. He could spot underneath the gown, a red bra holding her breasts."Like what you see?" She asked dryly, making him stumble as he was about to sit down."Oh." He gasped, feeling embarrassed that sh
They had gone on for all night, and collapsing on the bed only due to fatigue. Kelly was insatiable, and to her luck, it seemed that, Ethan was inexhaustible, strong like a bull. She woke up, her eyes tearing to the ceiling, her body entwined into his on the bed. He was asleep, but not for long.Oh how long had it been since she once had a man in her bed drive her like this, or have a man enter her as Ethan had done, and did rather marvelously, that her head spun and she smiled, strangely happy to have experienced the magic of last night, and wanting to experience it again. She was a sex addict and was never lacking of a lover who she stationed to always satisfy her urges. None of the so-called lovers had ever done half of what Ethan did to her that night.She rolled over and then kissed the neck of the sleeping Ethan. And when he did not wake up, she bit it. The pain, mixed with pleasure woke him up immediately and he remembered where he was; on the bed of a nymphomaniac. "You've ha