Drowning Him In Regret novel Chapter 51

Chapter 51 Two Average Girls

Chapter 51 Two Average Girls

Jude gripped the diamond ring tightly, his eyes reddening. “What about the wedding ring? Why aren’t you wearing it? Ada, what the hell does that mean?”

I shrugged and didn’t really know what to say. What was I supposed to tell him? That I was dying back then and couldn’t even afford to see a doctor?

Jude would’ve softened if I said that–I knew he would. But I didn’t want his pity.

We’d made it this far, barely hanging on as husband and wife. Now that I had money, I just wanted to keep a shred of dignity.

“Ada, do you have any idea? I made that ring myself! I picked that diamond out of dozens, and I set it by hand! I wanted to propose once I had a job and some savings! Ada!” Jude shouted, his voice cracking at the end.

I stared at him, frozen. There was a dull ache in my chest I couldn’t describe. His eyes were full of hurt–but like I hadn’t been?

I’d wondered about that ring too. Why was it so plain? Was it because I left? Because I didn’t even deserve a decent diamond ring anymore?

But Jude never told me he made it with his own hands.

I ran my thumb over my bare ring finger and slowly looked down.

I thought, ‘Maybe this is how we fell apart, one missed moment at a time, until nothing fit anymore.‘

I stayed quiet. Jude got even more upset. He grabbed my shoulders and held me tight, his eyes turning red.

Jude continued, “Ada, do I mean nothing to you now? You won’t even wear the wedding ring.

“All you care about is money now, is that it? What about love? Doesn’t that count for anything? You weren’t like this before- you weren’t!”

I shut my eyes and muttered, ‘So funny. Love? Is that what he called dragging other women into our home and humiliating me?

‘If his love is so valuable, then is mine just cheap enough to be stomped on?‘

When I opened my eyes again, there was nothing left in them.

I said coldly, “Jude, we haven’t had feelings for a long time. What’s the point of dragging it out?

“You were sincere back then, and so was I. But that’s gone now. Let’s just end it clean. I’ll send you the divorce papers. Read them over and let me know.”

‘The anniversary is over anyway. Quietly ending things is the best option, I thought.

But Jude still wouldn’t let go. His eyes looked like he was ready to devour me.

I shoved him away, hard, but Jude grabbed my left hand and shoved the ring onto my finger.

Jude retorted, “You’re not getting divorced! We’ll start over, build things back from scratch!

“You didn’t like that ring? Fine! This one’s huge, a rock the size of an egg. Is that enough for you?”

I looked down at the diamond on my finger… and actually laughed. “Jude, are you serious right now? That ring’s not even meant for me. Why force it on me?”

Jude clenched my hand tighter so I couldn’t take the ring off. His eyes were just as stubborn as he was.

Jude explained, “I told you, all that jewelry was meant for you. Vivian–just forget her. I’ll make it up to you.

“I’ll buy you more. Everything was for you! You knew that! Why pretend like you didn’t?”

I let him hold on to me, but I just stared back, cold and unmoved.

I thought bitterly, ‘All those things are ‘for me,’ but he never tells me. Maybe he tells Vivian instead, which is how she got the chance.

‘He doesn’t even ask why I never wear the custom jewelry. Just like he never notices I stop wearing the wedding ring.’

“Let go of me.” I pried his fingers off one by one, then held my hand up in front of him.

I said coldly, “Jude, am I pretending not to know, or are you pretending to care? The ring’s not even my size. How do you have the nerve to say it’s for me?”

I tilted my hand down. The ring dropped to the floor with a soft thud.

Jude stared at me, wide–eyed, speechless. And really, what was left to say?

I ignored him and headed straight for the closet to change out of that gown.

Chapter 51 Two Average Girls

By the time I came out, Jude was still standing there like a statue, hadn’t even moved to pick up the ring. And I didn’t care. I walked right past him and left.

Back at Casey’s place, I felt like I was ready to collapse. Every bit of strength I had was drained out of me.

But Casey looked worse than I did. She was slouched at her desk, hair a total mess, wearing pajamas with two buttons done wrong, and she smelled like she’d been drinking.

Casey, what happened to you?” I asked.

“Ada–Adal” Casey cried, spinning around and throwing her arms around me.