Ethan’s POV
I arrived back home to find Monica sitting quietly in the living room, lost in thought.
“Hey darling” I walked up to her and placed a kiss on her cheeks, jolting her out of her thoughts
“Hey you’re back early,” she said, stammering on her words
“Yes I am,” I said, looking at her strangely, “I said I was coming back early didn’t I?” I said.
“Yes, you said so. Welcome home” she said, a smile across her lips.
“Are you all right? You’re behaving strangely” I said, walking up to her and placing my hand on her forehead to check her temperature.
“I’m fine,” she said then walked past me, taking the stairs to our room. I walked behind her and watched her closely. “Nicholas was here earlier,” she said, and my heart raced in fear instantly
“Nicholas was here? Why?” I asked, staring at her in shock.
“He came with the kids. He decided to leave them with us for a month. He said I deserved to have some time with my kids” she said,
” Wow that’s new,” I said, surprised to hear what Monica said. “Is that all?” I asked, staring at Monica who seemed hesitant about something
“No, it isn’t. He said something about you darling” Monica said, sadness and hurt in her eyes.
“What did he say?” I asked, my heart racing in fear once again as I stared at Monica who sighed.
“He said lots of things darling. He said he was my husband and you were my ex. He said you’ve been lying and deceiving me all this while. He also made mention of_”
“When did all these happen?” I asked instantly, shocked that Nicholas came to the house in the short time I was out.
“Today” she replied.
I sighed and walked up to her, taking her hands in mine “Look darling, I need you to trust me. Do you trust me?” I asked but she avoided my eyes and I knew she believed Nicholas
“I can’t trust you, Ethan. I’m beginning to doubt this relationship we call marriage. Nothing makes sense. Nothing adds up” Monica said, her voice low and steady
“what do you mean? I’m your husband Monica and that’s the truth. You can’t believe Nicholas. He is a manipulator. He is selfish and will tell you anything just so you believe him” he uttered angrily.
Nicholas’s appearance in my house today did a lot of damage and I intended to repair that damage today.
“But why are your words contradicting his? You said you’re my husband and he is my ex but he said you’re my ex and he is my husband” she said and I looked at her with a sad and hurtful gaze
I needed her to see that I was hurt by what she said. If I could pretend to be hurt then she might believe me again.
“He is lying darling. Nicholas is just saying these things because he wants to get into your pants” I said and she stared at me shocked
“What” she exclaimed
“Yes, darling. Nicholas is your ex-husband and you two got a divorce because he cheated, lied, and never treated you right. He sometimes abused you back then and you would often land in the hospital. You even had a miscarriage one time because of his abuse” I said, adding more lies to what I was saying.
There was no way I was going to allow Monica to slip off my hand like that. She was with me now and I intend to keep her in my life permanently.
“We got married right?” She asked
“Yes we did,” I said quickly
“Then where are the pictures? We are supposed to have pictures of our wedding Ethan but so far, I haven’t seen any in this house” she said, and I racked my brain for words to say.
When I and Monica had a divorce, I just threw out everything that could remind me of her. Her clothes, her pictures, our pictures together, and all her belongings.
“Nicholas showed me pictures darling. He showed me pictures of my wedding with him. He showed me pictures of when I was pregnant with Macy and Mason. He showed me pictures of when I was sound asleep in the hospital because I had just given birth. He showed me pictures of our marriage rings on our fingers but I haven’t seen any pictures of us together. You haven’t shown me any Ethan and I can’t help but doubt everything you say” she said and I felt like punching my hand in the wall.
This was all Nicholas’s fault. He was a thorn in my flesh, causing me pain and spoiling everything for me
“I threw them out darling,” I said, an idea coming to my mind.
“You did?” She asked with shock in her eyes
“Yes I did because you told me to do so,” I said.
“Why would I tell you to throw away everything about us?” She asked.
“You were going for the surgery and you were so scared that you wouldn’t make it so you made me promise you that if you don’t survive, I should move on and get married to another woman. You insisted that we take all pictures of you out because you didn’t want whoever I get married to after your death to see pictures of you after you’re dead” I said, the lies flowing swiftly through my lips.
“I did that?” Monica asked, staring at the couch lost in thought.
“You’re my wife and I’m your husband darling. You’re not to listen to anyone except me. Nicholas, Aunt Ella, Fiona, Anthony, and Uncle Karl are bad people. They can’t be trusted” I said and she frowned.
“Who is Uncle Karl?” She asked, “Can I trust my mom?” She added.
“Yes, you can trust your mom but not everything she says,” I said, using a warning tone. “Darling I need you to believe me. Trust me and truth about everything I said. Those people don’t want us together and they’re trying to separate us so we have to stand firm against them. They did it before and they plan to do it again so please whatever you hear share with me” I said, staring at her and she nodded her head like a child.
This was going to be the last time I left Monica alone for this long. Never am I going to leave her in the house again