Jerk Husband Rude Wife – Episode 18

JERK HUSBAND, RUDE WIFE

HIS HEARTTHROB, HER HEARTBEAT

Written by: Pamela James

Chapter 18

After half an hour, the car stopped in front of a huge house.

I got out of car still draping the jacket around my shoulders.

As I enter into the house, a maid came near me and asked me to follow her.

I was stunned looking at the house.

There were gun’ s posters everywhere.

Huge show pieces of guns.

It was too different from any Bussinessman house.

We stopped in front of a room and she made me sit on the bed.

The wedding dress was too damn heavy for me to walk with.

After a while, the maid left.

I was looking at my surroundings blankly.

I heard cracking sound of the door opening and saw him  coming in.

He took two steps towards me and stopped.

I was shaking badly, only God knows why.

“What are you doing here?” He asked in anger.

” I.. maid..asked me..”
I was taken aback by his next word.

“Get out of here”He roared.

“Where should I go?”

“I don’t know just get the hell out of here”He shouted again slamming his fist on the wall.

I jumped in fear and quickly stood up and went out of his room not knowing where I will go.

I slide down on the floor embracing my knees.

I heard someone calling me and raised my head only to see a girl in mid 20s standing there.

It was the previous maid who guided me to his room.

“Soory ma’am, I didn’t know that your luggage was in room next to sir Fredrick. Let me take you to your room.” She said with an apologetic look on her face.

“It’s alright” I said standing up.

She guided me to my room.

I took a shirt and trouser and changed into them after taking a warm bath.

I then took my pills from my bag and gulped  them down my throat.

My head was spinning so badly. I laid on my bed closing my eyes.

I was hating Natham for not being there when I needed him the most.

I was hating and loathing my dad for being so cruel.

And now one more person entered in my hate list and that was none other than my husband.

With these thoughts sleep engulfed me.

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I woke up again with an aching head.

I freshened up and changed into jeans and shirt then I made my way downstairs.

“Gooood Morning!”

I was startled by a cheerful voice behind me.

I turned around in anger.

“I am Ronald”
He further said smiling.

“What the hell ! Is this a way to greet someone? Don’t you have manners? Cheap man!”

His mouth hung opened at , may be my sudden outburst.

“I am Sorry!!”
He whispered lowly.

I was looking at him with anger when I heard a laughter beside me.

I turned around to see a man in mid 20s laughing.

“Shut up Micheal” Ronald yelled at him.

“That was so cool Ivy.” He said giving me a High Five but I didn’t raise my hand.

He felt somehow embrassed and retreated his hand back.

I rolled my eyes and made my way towards the kitchen.

It was indeed a beautiful big house but I managed to find my way.

My blood boiled as I looked at two servants laughing and having juice.

I was dying of thirst and they are here, drinking and laughing?

“What is this?  Where is my bed juice? Did all the servants die?” I yelled in anger.

They kept quiet.

Within a moment many more servants gathered.

I was yelling and yelling until I heard a familiar voice.

“What’s happening here?” He said coming towards kitchen.

“Nothing sir” A maid said and was about to go when he roared again.

“I asked what is happening here?”

The maid flinched back and narrated the whole story.

I was now sweating because of the way he was looking at me.

He turned around and  took a jar filled of juice from the table and poured it all over my head.

” You wanted to have juice? Have it now.” He yelled throwing glass jar aside making it to shatter into pieces.

I was looking at him with my eyes widely opened.

He held my wrist, digging his nails into my wrist and started dragging me along.

“Leave me.”

“It’s hurting.”

“Leaveee meee” I was continuously whincing but he was too deaf to hear me out.

He stopped in front of my room and opened the door by kicking and throwing me on the bed.

“This is my house and you are to follow my rules here. I told you the other day day that I don’t bear such behaviour with my staffs. Are you dumb? Can’t you understand this simple thing ? You wanted to eat right? Now you are going to starve here for the next 2 days! He said gripping my elbow tightly and left the room yanking me behind.

He was locking the door from outside.

“Please open it!!! Please!!!” I was shouting but he didn’t listen and left.

I slide down on the floor and burst into tears.

“Why?? Why are you doing this to me?” I said looking at the ceiling that may be if there is some god that will listen to my complains.

After crying for so long now I was burning with anger.

I started banging on door.

“Open it!!! Open the damn door you Jerk!” I was shouting and banging on the door.

“What is my fault?? Why do I have to be the victim everytime?” I started throwing things here and there.

In this quest I hurt my hand and it started bleeding but I didn’t care.

I kept on wailing and shouting and kept on throwing things until I fell down on floor due to energy drain.

I didn’t eat since last 2 days and I was seriously starving.

” You are no different than him” A lone tear slipped down my cheek.

“But it’s not your fault! It’s mine. I thought that since you saved me that other day you won’t hurt me. I shouldn’t have expected anything from you.” I started crying laying on floor.

” You are just like HIM”

And everything blacked out.

TBC