The Legendary God Of War; the rise of August Reed

Where have you been going?

Creak!

The cranking sound of a wheelchair resounded in a pathway as a young man in his late twenties wheeled himself toward his wife's room to meet her.

As his hand reached for the doorknob and was about to pull it, he heard a furious roar.

“Let me guess, you are leaving again, aren't you? Is that what you have come to tell me? Huh? August reed! Tell me! Is that what you came to tell me?” Caroline, his wife who was drowned in her never-ending thoughts, upon noticing it was him, bellowed with red eyes.

“Yes, I have to go, wife. But I promise I won't take long,” August replied as he went ahead to push the door open and wheeled in.

Hearing this, Caroline was more furious. The frown on her face deepened, and she looked around looking for something she could use to vent her anger on him.

Just then, she caught a glimpse of a glass cup beside her and without thinking twice, she grabbed it and hurled it at him.

Ever since she married August, her life had never been the same. She was molested, disdained, and even looked down upon by her peers. Even her family didn't take her seriously anymore and thus the business she was handling was facing a serious backlash.

The Winston family had always valued men to be controlling family business and thus, had been biased upon the females.

Caroline has been the most hardworking among all, but to suppress her and abolish her rise to power, she was manipulated by Ms Winston, her grandmother to get married to August and become just a regular housewife instead of competing with her brother.

Now she was tied to this man, all he had to do was make things worse for her. Though she wasn't angry at him for her grandmother's unfairness, she just couldn't ignore the part where tens of thousands of dollars had been missing from her account on every day he was absent for over three years now. It was just too much for her to take in.

Bang!

The teacup smashed August’s leg while its contents spilled on his leg. A burning sensation coursed through his leg and he winced a little.

His eyes looked unto his legs and his memories drifted to the past. Three years ago, while he was still in the military, he went to war and fought some decisive battles but eventually, he was ambushed by some rigorous enemies who were out to take his life. Though he came out victorious, it cost him a lot and that was why both his legs were disabled.

Ever since, he had been having it worse. Everything that he owned before was lost- his unimaginable strength, his identity, and even himself. It felt like his life now revolved around the wheelchair he was in, and he felt useless and hopeless not until the day Caroline married him.

He felt hope surge inside him and ever since, he had loved to the moon, but it seemed his feeling wasn't reciprocated. Perhaps his disabled legs made him have a lesser value to her.

On the other hand, Caroline shivered a little after seeing what she had done. Her anger took hold of her, and she did what she wasn't supposed to. The guilt in her chest became a giant boulder weighing her down, but after she thought about what he had cost her just for marrying him, anger surged inside her again.

At once, she stood up from the bed and stomped her way towards him.

“Tell me, where have you been going to for three years now?

“Every single day in each month, tell me where, and how you make use of my hard-earned money. Because of you, my life has been messed up.

“My brother mocked me and called me a weak woman. Tell me, where and what do you use the money for?” Caroline was beet red as emotions were going haywire inside her.

Staring at her, August nibbled his lips tightly. It wasn't like he couldn't tell her, but it was supposed to be a secret in the meantime. When the time was right, he was going to explain everything in detail to her.

“Wife, please, don't be sad. I promise I'll tell you when the time is right.” He said with a pleading gaze, but this made her fumed in anger.

To her, she felt he was lying, and even with how she was bawling her eyes out, crying, it didn't appear like he had any sympathy for her.

All she could see was a cold-hearted cripple man who was hiding something from her. If he loved her, he wouldn't let her cry this miserably before spilling the beans.

“You! You are going to tell me all of it today, or I will kill you!” She couldn't hold it any longer. Even though she didn't mean her words, she only wanted him to give it all out.

Quickly she reached for his neck and started pressing it, but August could tell she wasn't putting pressure so she wouldn’t harm him. She wasn't a ruthless person and he could tell. After all, she was the same person whom he fell in love with.

Seeing he wasn't still giving in, she pulled off and changed tactics.

“Wife, listen to me please,” August said again in a bid to console her, but she didn't look like she would hear anything from him apart from an explanation for where he always went.

“It seems you are not going to talk, huh?” She took a few steps back and sighed. Then, she began to rack her head up for anything, and in the end, she could only think of one thing that would be the best thing for the both of them.

Wiping off the dry patches of tears on her face, she tuned in to look at him, forming a straight face.

“We are getting a divorce!”