The Mistreated Wife

Chapter 6: Business Meeting

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The Germans arrived at exactly six o’clock. They introduced themselves as Werner and Andre. They are in-charge of the Asia-Pacific division. I introduced myself and told them I am Sebastian’s secretary, and I will be translating for them tonight. They seemed surprised and raised their eyebrows a little.

They proceeded to order drinks, and we ordered food for the table. The meeting went well. They barely even talked about business at all. I was worried that it would be chaotic, but it wasn’t. Everything went smoothly. 

When we were done eating, Werner commented on my impeccable German, and asked how I learned. I mentioned learning it in school. Sebastian mentioned that aside from German, I’m also fluent in Spanish. They said that Sebastian is lucky for having me as a secretary, not to mention I’m very pretty. Without having translated what they said yet, Sebastian looked at me and “Said, yes she is.” I raised my brows at him a bit and he smiled. I couldn’t help but smile back.

When it came time for them to leave, they said their goodbyes and thanked Sebastian for dinner. We didn’t leave right away, and Sebastian invited me for coffee. I looked at my cellphone to check the time, and I noticed more than 10 missed calls from Paul. I put it on silent mode earlier so as not to distract us from the meeting. 

Belle: “I’m sorry Sebastian, I have to go. My husband is waiting for me.”

Sebastian: “Okay, no worries. Can I give you a ride?”

It’s fairly late at night and I might have a hard time getting a cab. Besides, the hotel is located quite far from our house so the cab fare will cost a lot. I said okay and we headed outside to get into the car.

After giving the driver my address, I sent a text to Paul letting him know that I was on my way home and that my boss is giving me a ride. I didn’t want him to see me getting out of a strange car. I leaned back on the car seat and felt myself dozing off to sleep somehow.

I can feel someone caressing my cheeks while calling my name.

Sebastian: “Belle, wake up, we’re here.”

I opened my eyes and saw myself leaning against Sebastian’s left shoulder. I got off him right away and apologized. I thanked him and the driver for the ride and got out of the car. I waved as they drove off.

I can see that the lights inside the house are off. Paul might be asleep already. I breathed a sigh of relief. At least he didn’t see me get out of my boss’ car. Paul can be overly jealous. Sometimes, he picks up fights with men who are simply looking at me.

I turned the lights on as soon as I got inside the house. I saw Paul laying on the sofa sleeping. As I went near him, the strong smell of alcohol and vomit hit my nose. I went to the bedroom to change into comfortable clothes. I brought a small basin with a towel soaked in warm water and alcohol as I went back to the living room.

As I wiped Paul’s face, I saw remnants of vomit on the side of his lips. I looked around the room and I didn’t see vomit anywhere, so he must have done it somewhere else. I removed his shirt and changed it into fresh once. I also removed his shoes and pants to make him comfortable. I put a pillow behind his head and a blanket on top of him. As much as I’d like to take him to bed, he’s a big guy and I won’t be able to carry him alone.

Before going back to bed, I left a glass of water and some aspirin on the table for him in case he wakes up and gets thirsty, or has a headache. As I laid down in bed, I checked my phone and saw a text from my boss.

Sebastian: “Thank you for tonight. You did great.”

Belle: “It was my pleasure. Thank you as well.”

Sebastian: “You’re welcome. Have a good night.”

Belle: “You too.”

Somehow, I blushed like a high school girl while texting with my boss. I shouldn’t be acting this way. But then again, it’s harmless. I’m not doing anything wrong. I went to sleep with a smile on my face.

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When I woke up, Paul was laying next to me. Maybe he woke up in the middle of the night and went to bed. I was going to kiss him but he still smelled like alcohol and vomit. I will save that for later.

I went to the bathroom for my morning ritual, and went to the kitchen to cook breakfast. I’m making fried rice, eggs, and hotdog. When I’m done, I went to the room to wake up Paul. I found him looking at my cell phone, seemingly reading through my messages. I didn’t really mind, he’s never done it before, so I was surprised.

Belle: “Good morning. What are you doing?”

Paul: “Who is Sebastian? Are you having an affair with him?”

Belle: “Sebastian is my boss, and no I am not having an affair with him. What are you talking about?”

Paul: “Why is he texting you in the middle of the night?”

Belle: “We had that business meeting I texted you about. He was thanking me for helping with his German clients.”

Paul: “So you were with him all night? What were you doing with him?”

Belle: “I told you, we had a meeting with our business partners. I was just there to translate for them. Will you please listen to me?”

Paul pulled me by the wrist and forcefully laid me down in bed. I felt a sting in my wrist. He immediately went on top of me as soon as my back was on the bed. He pulled off my shorts along with my pant*es as he removed his boxers as well. I felt him enter me forcefully. I wasn’t wet yet so it really hurt. I felt a tear fall on my cheek as he kept thrusting in and out.

Belle: “Please Paul, it hurts. I’m not ready yet.”

Paul: “Remember this, Belle. You belong to me. Your body belongs to me. Your p*ssy belongs to me. Only my c*ck gets to f*ck you. I own you. I can f*ck you whenever and wherever I want.”

I couldn’t do anything but just wait until Paul finishes. I wasn’t feeling any pleasure at all. As I felt him nearing his release, he squeezed my bo*bs over my shirt forcefully that I couldn’t help but grimace in pain. He misinterpreted it as pleasure so he thrusted his hips faster, until I felt his man-juice squirting inside me.

Paul: “You’re mine. I want to hear you say it.”

Belle: “I’m yours.”

With that, Paul pulled out of me, got up and went to the bathroom. I suddenly burst into tears. Aside from the pain I’m feeling in my p*ssy, my heart is aching as well. Paul has never been violent towards me, and I felt hurt with what he did. I forced myself to stop crying, wiped myself and my face, and went back to the kitchen.

I was finishing setting the table when I felt Paul hugging me from behind and kissing my neck. He was gentle this time. He sat down and started talking as if nothing happened earlier.

I didn’t really hear most of what he’s saying, he might have been talking about his parents or some of his buddies. I just kept nodding along. When he started talking, I figured I’d ask him about what’s keeping him busy nowadays.”

Belle: “So, how’s the job hunting coming along?”

He stopped eating and suddenly banged his hand on the table. I almost jumped in surprise.

Paul: “What’s wrong with you? Why would you ask me that? You’ve only been working for two months, I’ve slaved for you for the past five years. Do you think you’re entitled to ask me that now that you’re earning money? I’m still the man of the house!”

Belle: “I didn’t mean anything by that. I was just asking how you’re doing. We haven’t had a chance to talk lately. I just wanted to know.”

Paul: “Don’t act all innocent. I know what you mean. I’ve lost my appetite.”

Paul stood up and left the dining table. I wanted to cry again, but I stopped myself. It’s just a misunderstanding, I’m sure we’ll kiss and make up once he’s calmed down. I keep wondering what’s happening to Paul, though. He’s always been calm and rational. He’s rarely raised his voice at me, and when he does, he apologizes right away.

I got up and cleaned up the table, then proceeded to do the dishes. When I’m done, I plan to go to Paul and apologize for what I said, then ask him out on a date. I withdrew some money and I plan to treat him out, maybe buy him a new shirt and shoes so he can calm down a little. We also need to get some groceries.

When I got out of the kitchen, I heard the car engine starting and driving away. Paul left and didn’t even close the gate. After closing it myself, I sat on the couch in the living room and sent a text to Paul. I asked him where he’s going and what time he’ll be home. I told him we needed to get groceries and asked if he wanted to see a movie when he gets home.

After an hour, I haven’t gotten a response from him. I decided to get the groceries myself since we don’t have any left in the fridge and the pantry.

I decided to wear a yellow shirt and skinny jeans, and sneakers. I got my crossbody bag and transferred some of my stuff from my office bag. I checked my wallet and found it empty. I sighed at the realization that Paul took all my money. I still have some money in my bank account for the groceries, but I was hoping to put that towards the savings account. I’m not even sure if I’ll be able to get the money back from Paul.

I went ahead and left to go get groceries. As I was closing the gate, I was greeted by my neighbor who was curious about Paul seemingly leaving in a hurry. I just told them that Paul had an emergency.

As I made my way to the mall, I withdrew some money I’ll be needing for the taxi fare later, and for other expenses. I went to the grocery store next. I took a shopping cart, and went through the aisles to shop. I heard my phone ping and smiled when I saw a text from Sebastian. 

Sebastian: “Hi, are you up?”

Belle: “Yes, I am up. It’s almost 11.”

Sebastian: “I wasn’t sure about your sleeping habits on your days off.”

Belle: “Well, I wake up around the same on weekends as I do on weekdays.”

Sebastian: “Noted. So, are you pushing through that date with your husband? Have you decided where to go?”

My heart throbbed a little, thinking about Paul, and how he acted this morning. I didn’t want to tell my boss how he hurt me and left the house after taking all my money, so I just lied.

Belle: “No, we decided to just stay at the house, order in and watch some Netflix.”

Sebastian: “Sounds good. Enjoy and take care, Belle.”

Belle: “Thanks, you too.”

I put the phone back in my bag and finished my grocery shopping. When I got home, Sebastian still wasn’t home and hasn’t contacted me. I tried calling him but his phone cannot be reached, as if it was turned off. I sent him a text asking where he is and what time he will be home. I also told him not to drive if he’s going to drink.

I put away the groceries and cooked some food. I had my dinner at 8pm alone since I was already hungry and there’s still no sign of Paul. After I ate, I tried calling him again, but got the same ‘cannot be reached’ prompt. After sending him a text that I’m off to sleep, I laid in bed and turned in for the night.