The Return of the Trillionaire Heir

Chapter 4: Menacing!

Robert took the pen, and without a second thought or proper consideration, he signed the papers in the appropriate spaces. All he wanted was to be released from the prison he was in so he could go back home and heal, by then his wife's madness must have dropped down and they had talk things out like married couples do.

“Can I go now? I need to return home and rest.” He asked, looking at Michael and not even trying to fake a little appreciation for his generosity.

Sophia looked at him in wonder like she couldn't understand what had gone wrong with his brain.

“Did the officer hit you so hard he knocked off your brain?” She asked him.

“And what do you mean by that, Sophia?” He asked her, surprised by her question. 

What else could she say to him, she'd already given him all classes of abuses, questioned his manliness, called him a wretched husband, hit his head with a lamb stand, called the security on him, called him a madman, and now she's calling him brainless. He couldn't help but wonder what had come over his wife.

Before she could explain what she meant by her words to him, he threw another question at her.

“What happened to you, Sophia? What did I ever do to you? I am your husband for God's sake, why are you doing all of this to me?” He asked her with pain in his eyes and drops of tears streaming down his eyes.

The entire room plunged into a chaos of laughter as everyone laughed their heart out at his ridiculous questions.

“Awnn, look at him crying like the baby he is,” Sophia said.

“Sophia, why not tell the man what he did to you?” Her mother, Linda, said to her.

Sophia walked from Michael's side and approached her crying husband on the other side of the table and said to him,

“Awn, baby. You didn't do much at a—” She stared down at him.

Robert interrupted her with his follow-up question without allowing her to land.

“Then why have you become so menacing to me?”

Sophia got pissed by Robert's use of the word ‘menacing’ to describe her recent behaviors. She smacked the table with both hands and took a blast on him.

“Menacing for real? You think I’m menacing to you, Robert?” She asked him, fury in her eyes as she looked at him, she drew even closer to him to give him a good depth of how angry she was to make her next words run swiftly down Robert's brain, “All I did was invent ways to put you out of your misery, the pathetic miserable existence you call life.”

Sophia turned from him, pacing around him as she continued,

“You think I'm happy being married to you, Robert? Do you really think I enjoy being trapped by a greedy poor bastard like you? All you do is leech on me and my parents. You live in our house, eat our food, have sex with me, and what have you ever contributed to us?” She fired at him.

Sophia's words suddenly changed the atmosphere of the room hot and steamy, she was about the bring the roof of the entire precinct down on Robert.

“I made a terrible choice in life falling for your facade of a better life, I believed you were going to amount to something at least worthy of some respect. I thought you had dreams and aspirations that someday would fulfill themselves and come to reality. But I was two things then, young and foolish. Too young to understand life and listen to my parents, and foolish enough to be blindsided by what you called love. I couldn't see through your bullshit.”

The heat on Robert from the woman he called his wife was already boiling too hot for him to handle, but he kept his quiet because Sophia was right in many ways. Robert had no dreams other than the ones he frequently has when he is deep asleep from exhausted labor. He had nothing he could offer Sophia for his love other than sweet words of love, he couldn't afford her the life he saw in his dreams, and he couldn't even afford something meaningful for her.

Tears continued to roll down his eyes as Sophia continued on with her words,

“After all I and my family did for you, you have the guts to call me unfaithful and menacing, Robert?” She asked him, “Fine. You know what? I wish I had been unfaithful and menacing long before now, I probably would have ended this miserable marriage. I wish I could have you killed and end your stinking poverty-stricken existence.”

“Sophia!” Robert exclaimed at her murderous statement. Although he chose to reason with everything she had been saying, he couldn't reason with the part of her murderous threat.

“Shut the fuck up, Robert!” She yelled at him to shut him up, “Yes, I wish I could just shoot you right now and get away with it. You played me all these years, Robert, because I was young, naïve and stupid. But you know what, I am a grown-ass woman now, I'm not that 20-year-old girl you married who couldn't see through you and your bullshit. Now I see everything and oh, I wish you could just be dead and gone forever!” Sophia screamed out her last words.

Michael went to her and held her in his arms to diffuse her anger as everyone else watched and remained in shock.

“I didn't know she had this in her,” Linda said to her husband who was equally as surprised as everyone else in the room.

Sophia returned back to him again, breaking out of Michael's arms,

“Now that your spell is broken off me and I know better, I am divorcing you.” She dropped the final bombshell on Robert.

Robert's eyes opened wide, he had seen and experienced a lot already from his wife in 12 hours, hearing of a divorce was something he suspected would follow. But for two reasons, he feared for it and wouldn't want it to happen. For one, he loved his wife despite all and he would gladly forgive her and continue their marriage. For the other reason, he had nowhere else to go, no one to call, he was all alone. A divorce would render him homeless and stranded seeing that he had no job again. So he begged her.

“Sophia, please, don't do this. I love you and I don't want to lose you, just give me one mo—” He tried to apologize to her, dropping on his knees from the chair he sat on and crawling towards her.

“Oh, please. Shut your hole,” Linda said to him, “You think your shenanigans would work this time? The divorce is already finalized.” 

Robert turned to his mother-in-law, confused by the words she said and then he protested.

“I am not divorcing my wife, I love her and we'll make things work. I wouldn't oblige to this ridiculous act.”

The room burst into laughter again, laughing at his foolishness.

“Are you so dumb you don't know your left from your right?” Philip asked him, “What papers did your peanut brain tell you you signed a few minutes ago?” 

Robert's eyes opened in disbelief, the reality of what he had done poured on him like ice water.

“Did I just sign my divorce?” He asked himself.