His Knees, His Pleas, But Our Son's in Peace novel Chapter 7

Chapter 7
It was unbelievable. After all that had happened, he still thought this
was about me wanting something from him-like a wedding could
somehow replace the life we lost.
“No,” I said firmly. “I’ve decided to divorce you.”
His patience snapped. “Doris, what more do you want? Isn’t the
wedding what you’ve been asking for? I’m agreeing to it now!”
“Agreeing?” I almost laughed at the absurdity of it. For ten years, I loved him so deeply that I lost my own self-worth. Even when people
thought I was the mistress, I stayed. I endured everything because I
loved him.
But all those years of love-and even having Oliver-weren’t enough to
win even a fraction of his heart.
It wasn’t until I saw him with Sienna, saw the gentleness he could
show, that I realized he was capable of love. Just not for me.
And now, I didn’t want it anymore. I didn’t want him. I didn’t want to
be tangled up in his life any longer.
So, I took my suitcase-the one holding Oliver’s ashes-and returned to
the villa my mother left me. She had always said it was meant to be
my safe haven, my “tree hole” where I could retreat when things got
too hard.
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I locked myself inside, staring at Oliver’s picture. I cried until there
were no more tears, until I passed out from exhaustion.
I had no family left in the world, and I felt like I could die here,
unnoticed and alone.
But to my surprise, Nathan found me.
When I woke up, he was sitting at the edge of the bed, his face filled
with something close to pain as he looked at me.
“You really did all this for that man’s child? You love him that much?”
he asked, stirring a bowl of porridge angrily.
I was confused. “That man’s child?” I thought. Nathan was the only
man I’d ever been with.
The day we got our marriage license, Sienna had just returned from
abroad. Nathan got drunk, and I helped him to his room. He held me
tightly, begging me not to leave him. We spent the night together.
When he woke up the next morning and saw me beside him, he
remembered that we were married. But instead of warmth, his eyes
filled with disgust as he looked at the marks he’d left on me. “How
dare you take advantage of me while I was drunk? You know I love
Sienna.”