Written By : Pamela James
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He looked up at her and saw her confused face.
“That friend of yours, Marie, she was just on a contract. She was only there to tell me what you talked about and what you did while I was gone,” he told her bluntly with a slight hint of anger.
He saw Daniella’s face scrunched up and thought she was about to be on his side.
“You hired someone to be my friend?” she asked appalled.
“See, you shouldn’t trust everyone you meet because they could just be trying to trick you like that girl,” he said.
“You’re the one I shouldn’t trust,” she suddenly yelled.
Damien looked at her in surprise but then retaliated on his own.
“Trust? Says the one who secretly left the house without me knowing! Deliberately doing something I told you not to do,” he yelled.
“You’re the one who threatened me to marry you and now you go and buy me friends? How low can you get?” she said disgusted.
Damien suddenly felt his blood boil.
“I did this all for you. I wanted to make sure you were safe in the house so I got someone to look after you but I knew you wouldn’t be comfortable with a maid so I hired someone who you could be friends with,” he explained through gritted teeth.
“I don’t need your protection! And I certainly don’t need someone to look after me. What do you think I am? A child?” she retaliated.
“Daniella, I’m doing this because you’re my wife. Besides, how can I trust you when you keep secrets from me?” he said frustratedly.
“Oh, sure. What was that about keeping secrets again? Because when I met my parents the other day, they told me they couldn’t call me because I wouldn’t answer my phone, but I know for a fact that I’ve been trying to call them for months. So explain to me about that,” she shouted.
“I only did that because I knew you’d get upset and want to see them,” he defended angrily
“Stop with the lies,” she scowled.
“I know it’s because you think I’m going to leave you and maybe I should. If it’s going to be like this everyday, I might as well leave.”
Damien suddenly felt his mind go blank.
“Leave?” he murmured.
But Daniella was still heated in the moment.
“Yeah, and while I’m at it, here,” she said, taking her ring off,
“You can have this back!”
She suddenly threw the ring towards him and he watched as it fell in front of him.
“What are you doing?” he asked in shock.
He looked with wide eyes as she stormed towards the door and quickly ram after her.
“Stop! Where are you going?” he asked.
She glared at him and snatched her arm back.
“To my original house. I don’t care if I have to work my whole life to pay for it back, I’d rather do that than stay with you,” she hissed.
Damien was in shock.
He didn’t think she would ask for a divorce just because of this.
His mind felt like a million things were buzzing about.
What should he do to make her stay?
He started gripping tighter onto her arm before pulling her roughly back inside and slamming the door behind them.
“Move!” she shouted.
He bit his lip, standing in front of the door before taking out his phone and dialing the number he thought of.
“What are you doing? Get out of the way,” she rumbled.
“I’m not letting you leave,” he murmured frustratingly.
He thought that if it came to that, he could use it.
So he waited until the line connected and hurriedly spoke to the person on the other side.
“Hello?” the person asked.
“It’s me,” he replied bluntly.
“Mr Damien? Good to hear from you! Need any construction done?” the guy asked.
Damien glanced Daniella who he knew could hear the conversation.
“The opposite actually. I need you to demolish something for me,” he said.
He watched as Daniella’s eyes widened before she ran over.
“What are you saying?” she asked in shock.
“A demolition? Sure, no problem. What do you need taken down?”
Damien saw Daniella walk over to him with furrowed eyebrows and stared at her dead in the eye.
“I want you to get rid of my wife’s old house.”
He watched as Daniella’s eyes widened in horror.
“What?” she whispered.
“Sure thing. When does she want it done by?”
Damien stared at her deadpan.
“She needs it all gone by tonight.”
“What? No! Don’t listen to hi–”
But before he let Daniella finish her sentence he hung up on the contractor worker and gave her a hard stare.
“What did you just do?” she asked horrified.
He didn’t feel any sympathy.
“This is what happens when you keep secrets from your husband,” he retorted.
“But you also kept secrets,” she whispered in shock.
“That’s different. I do that because I want to protect you. You do it to disobey me.”
She gave him a look of shock.
“You can’t tear down my family home! I still have memories in there,” she yelled.
Damien didn’t want to listen and ignored her pleas.
“Don’t tear it down,” she said tearfully.
“This,” he gestured to the condo,
“is your home. That place isn’t even connected to you anymore.”
Daniella suddenly bit her lip and ran out the door.
“Hey!” he yelled after her.
He began to chase her as she went downstairs and ran outside the condominium before seeing her get into a taxi.
He cursed silently and hurriedly went into the taxi behind them and asked him to follow her.
The chase went on until they came into her neighbourhood where he watched as the taxi dropped her off in front of her house.
The construction company was already there setting up the crane and about to swing the large ball for momentum.
“Daniella!” he called out to her at getting out the taxi.
He ran to her figure who was staring at the scene in shock.
“Stop! Stop the wrecking ball!” she yelled, running towards it.
He grabbed her arm, preventing her from moving and kept her still.
“Stop that! It’s dangerous,” he hissed.
“No, no, no! Please stop them, Damien” she cried.
He hushed her by wrapping his arms around her and patting her head.
“Don’t worry, when it’s gone you won’t even feel attachment to it anymore. It’ll just be an empty plot of land,” he reassured.
“I’ll even buy your parents a new house.”
Within the next few seconds, the ball had swung large enough for it to touch the house and at that point,
Daniella began to struggle furiously.
“Stop! Don’t destroy it!” she yelled in tears.
He watched as she kept yelling and yelling.
Holding onto her tightly so she wouldn’t escape his grasp.
Then, as if in slow motion, the ball collided with the walls of the house. The centre of the roof collapsed and the sound of the windows echoed through the streets.
He heard Daniella cry out in agony, but he let it silently happen all whilst watching her childhood home tumble to the ground.