The Despised Wife - S01 E35

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The Despised Wife - S01 E35

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 35

Start from the beginning  “Mr. Solace, what happened to your wife? Why are you here with Ms. Natasha?” A reporter asked. William took the mike from the reporter. “As you all know, I’ve been bringing other women to these functions lately. Before, it may have been thought that I was in love with my wife. However, that was an act. I realized recently that instead of subjecting myself and my family to embarrassment, I could just bring more sophisticated and decent women to these things. Heather Montgomery is just a useless gold-digger that sits at home and attempts to look pretty. She is also a s--k-up, lazy, and desperate w---e. If there is one person you don’t want to hire for a job, it’s her. This may seem harsh to those who think she is a hero, lying in bed suffering from pain. She is a great actor, and I can assure you that she is definitely not in pain. In fact, she was willing to make-out with me without concern for her supposedly painful injury. So, don’t worry about her folks. Though I would worry about the shelter she owns, where all those innocent kids are. I won’t say much about it, except that I definitely hope social services looks into the safety of that dump. But for now that’s all I have to say. Thank you.” “Well there you have it folks, it seems our ‘hero’ is just an attention seeker and perhaps a child abuser? Tune it later to see-” the video was cut off there. I stared at it in shock. I can’t believe I ended up liking this monster. Yeah, I realized I liked him despite his bipolar-self. But how can I be so stupid? This is my fault for being too unsuspecting and submissive. Look at what happened now, I just paid the price. I handed the phone back and stood up. “Heather, we are so sorry.” Freddy said. They came over and gave me a bear hug. I felt angry tears run down my cheeks. “Oh Heather!” I heard Hillary say. She was crying in the doorway, I guess she heard it too. “It’s in the headlines of the newspaper as well.” She said softly. I rubbed my face and walked out of the room. I headed upstairs, grabbed my purse, and checked my phone, which had several phone calls and text messages from my family and friends. Plus, there were phone calls from reporters and of course, social services. I guess they decided to check the place out. I raced outside into the cold air, despite Hillary’s calls, and realized I had to go back to the house by foot. I ran down the block and people were either glaring at me or whispering snide comments to each other.

Ass soon as I reached the long driveway, I jumped into my car and drove to, what was now, William’s house. I stormed inside the foyer and went to the living room. Natasha was sitting on the sofa in a robe and she smirked at me. “Why, look who we have here.” She stood up and walked over. “Looks like Heather the Hero is now Heather the Horrible hmm?” She poked my shoulder. It took everything in me to not rearrange her face and run upstairs. However, luck was not on my side and I walked into William, who was coming out of his room. He smirked as well. I glared at him and tried to go around him. He wouldn’t let me. “What?” I growled. “Anymore insults you forgot to spit out of your disgusting mouth.” William chuckled evilly. “Believe me, this is nothing and if I remember correctly, you enjoyed making out with my disgusting mouth.” I punched him in the jaw, making him hiss, and he caught my fist the second time I tried to punch him. He leaned closer to my ear and I leaned away, “Part one of revenge.

Check.” Then, he walked off. I went to my room and packed all my things. I’m not staying here any longer with this terrible creature that is breaking my heart slowly.