Secretly Married to the Billionaire

Prologue

“Where have you been?”

I can’t help but ask him that question as I follow him to his room.

“Do you know what time is it? Why did you just get home now? I almost got crazy thinking that you might have slept somewhere—“

“Will you stop whining? Your voice is so irritating!” he furiously yelled and then faced me. I stopped mid tracks because of it.

His green eyes look bloodshot red now that he is angry. I pressed my lips together as I endured the pain surging up inside my chest. I got petrified for a few seconds but mustered myself to look at him and find for the right words to say.  

“But I was just asking--“

“Yes! I heard you loud and clear! Why do you care if where I go, huh?”

I bit my lower lip because of his last sentence.

You’ve heard worst, Tammy. It’s fine, you can just let all these insults pass through your other ear, right?

“I was just concerned. I am your wife--“

“Wife!” he scoffed as he spat those words like he was disgusted. I almost took a step back as he faced me completely. I noticed how he closed his fist firmly. I swallowed hard and looked at him too. Now, I am having goosebumps as he stared at me, digging through my entire being.

“Don’t use that word against me, Tamara!” he growled. “I never considered you as my wife! I can do whatever I want to do! I can go home whenever I want to! You should be thankful that I still come home to you!” he scowled.

He spat those words and turned his back at me and continued to walk towards his room.

I followed looking at his back leaving me behind. I swallowed the bile that is starting to form on my throat. Tears started to pool my eyes but I bit my lower lip as hard as I could to prevent my tears from falling. I cannot even breathe because of the pain surging on my chest right now. 

How many times have I heard those words from him? He was always like that. He never treated me as a wife. For him, I am the biggest hindrance in his life.

My heart aches at the thought. When will we ever get back together? Can’t he forgive me for what I did? It has been a few months now.

Am I supposed to suffer for eternity?