Lonely Bride

What just happened?

And what did he say, Baby Birthday, Darling?

How come he knows it is my birthday, first of all?

And why is he calling me with endearment?

Why?

I was standing there for, I do not know, how long, still trying to get what just happened.

I felt someone shake my shoulder. I looked up and saw Nathan looking at me with questioning eyes. I know what he is asking.

I huff and nod in affirmation.

He banged on the table. “I should have thought of it: why is such a big company behind our lives, and why would they be persistent enough to meet you only?” He spoke, flaring his nostrils.

“It could be a coincidence, Nathan. If they are a big company, let us be honest; we aren’t small either. We have made our name in such a short amount of time.” I said, sitting on a chair.

“Agree, but then again, why did they want to meet you?” He made his point again.

“They wanted to meet MD, not me, Nathan.

And it has been five years. He does not care about whether I am dead or alive. Then why today will he come behind me?” I stated it as a matter of fact.

“Maybe he wants a divorce?” Nathan spoke, looking at me.

“Maybe,” I said, shrugging my shoulders.

“But again, why does he have to come? He would have sent it to someone.” I said this while brooding.

“I think there is something more than this, or maybe it is just a coincidence, but well, now, I do not want to stretch this issue anymore. Can you do me a favour?” I asked, looking at him.

“Yeah, anything tells me.” Nathan spoke.

“Ask our lawyer to prepare my divorce paper. I want to finish ASAP.” I spoke, getting up and looking outside the window.

He nodded, and worry was visible in his eyes.

“Do not worry, Nathan; I am much stronger than this. Now come on, I do not know about you, but I have work to do.”

I try to lighten the environment, but I know how shaken up I am by his re-entry.

Nathan looked at me for two minutes, then nodded and started walking past me.

I know he is not convinced by my statement, but he knows not to ask anything right now; at least he understands my little

I went to my cabin and took the whole glass of water in one go, and suddenly I was feeling like I could not breathe.

I looked outside, and tears finally started flowing from my eyes. Why God, why is he back? When I have lived my life peacefully, why is he back?

I was lost in my thoughts while standing at the same place, for I do not know how long, and I heard the knock on my door.

“Come in,” I said without looking toward the door.

“Hey, Sarah, Are you ready to leave?” I heard Sam’s voice.

“I have some work, Sam. You may leave.”

Oh, but how will I go? Nathan had a meeting, so he will reach home directly. How long will it take? I can wait if you want.”

“Take my car; I will manage. Do not worry about me.”

“What? No, I shall take the taxi; do not worry.

“Take the bloody car, Sam,” I said, and she knows right now I am not in the mood to argue.

“Take the key from my assistant. I will see you at home. Bye.” I dismiss her before she says anything else.

I heard her huff, and she left, closing the door behind her.

I sat on my chair, looking at the ceiling. I do not know what life wants from me now.

Next, when I came out of my thoughts, I saw the time: it was midnight. I checked my phone and saw 85 missed calls from Nathan and Sam… Like, really?

I called Sam, and she picked up in one ring.

“Oh, my god, Sarah, where the hell are you? Did you even look at the time? Do you know I was sick and worried about you?

She asked me to go, and I rolled my eyes.

“Hold your horse, girl; first, I am fine.

Second, I will be home in half an hour, so do not worry.

Third, I forgot to turn my ringer on after the meeting.” I said it in a bored tone.

Ok, fine, come; we are waiting for you.

“No need; it is quite late. You guys go to sleep, and I will be home in some time. now bye.” I hang up before she starts again.

I picked up my bag, booked the taxi, and went down.

I was waiting for my taxi and saw a sleek black BMW standing in my way.

I was looking at the car, as I do not believe this could be my taxi.

I saw someone come outside of the car, but the moment the person came into the light, I froze again at my place.

What is he doing here? I thought.

I composed myself, looking at him coming toward me.

“What are you doing here at this time, Mr. Hudson?” I spoke, clutching my bag. Somehow, his persona is very intimidating.

“Well, I can ask the same question, Mrs. Hudson. What are you doing here at this time?” He asked me a counter-question, folding his hands on his chest.Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

Oh, so now he wants to know my whereabouts, dude. After 5 years, you want to know this, wow?

“Well, if you have forgotten, this is my office, Mr. Hudson”. I spoke, looking directly into his eyes.

“I am very well aware of it, mam, but I hope you know office timings are over long ago.” He shot back.

“Well, again, let us not forget my office and my rules, and I can work as long as I wish to. However, you have not replied. What are you doing here?” I said, folding my hand near my chest. And I could see his eyes instantly go towards my chest.

Yup, my dear husband, I have curves. See what you missed? I smirk, thinking internally.

He composed himself to see my smirk and said, “Well, will you believe me if I say I was waiting for you?” he said, raising his eyebrow.

I laugh hearing this: Well, nope, I will not”.

“Right then, why waste the time when I know you will not believe me? Now come on, let me drop you; it is very late.

“No, thank you. I can manage. I said, looking for my cab, which was entering the gate.

“I cannot leave you here; let me drop you”. He softened his voice as if requesting.

“Well, if I am not forgetting Mr. Hudson, you have already left me long back. Now stop all this nonsense; I have, and I can still take care of myself. I do not need anyone to do that. However, thanks for your concern that my cab is here,” I said, leaving.

I could feel his scrutinizing gaze on my back, but right now, I care less. I want to run away from here as soon as possible. For the first time, someone has intimidated me like this.

Suddenly, my tears started flowing again. I do not want anyone’s care.

I do not want anyone’s love.

I do not want anyone in my life.

I know that all words are fake. At the end of the day, they all leave you with a broken heart, and I cannot break more than I already am.

God, this guy is bad news, Sarah, I thought, closing my eyes and cleaning my tears.