CHAPTER THREE

As soon as Marina uttered those words, fear and shock, the dreaded combination lodged in my throat as I stared at the woman who has done nothing but make my life hard even in her unconscious state. Divorce me because you don't need me anymore? The rate at which my heart stomped in my chest was unbelievably fast as I swallowed and turned to James. What would he do? He loves her. Would he answer her demands? Would he discard me like trash because she requested?

To my surprise, James' eyes mirrored my shock as he stared at Marina who stared back at him expectantly, expecting him to agree with her.

“Uh What do you mean, Marina?” He asked, his eyes scanning her face and she sighed.

“Divorce that woman. You don't need her anymore now do you? I'm fine now, and I certainly don't want her to take care of me.”

I scoffed, my heart still hurting from where I sacrificed myself for her. I could even feel blood trinkle softly from the wound and a migraine sprouting at that side of my head. But That went unnoticed as usual. I do everything, and yet it's never enough.

James shook his head in disagreement and that single action had me battling to hide my smile, because he disagreed with her dumb request. He agreed that the request was absurd. He would never treat me that way, his wife for years who has done nothing but make him happy.

He would never just discard me like that.

Jokes on you Marina.

“You shouldn't bother yourself on such little things, my love.” he placed a tender kiss on her forehead leaving me in shock. He gave me a glance before taking Marina to her bed. “Its not worth your energy. I don't want you to bother yourself on things that don't really matter.”

Little things? Things that don't really matter? Was that all I was to him? Merely a thing that wasn't enough to cause an issue? Was I really not more than a help for him?

Marina glanced at me with so much as he laid her on the bed and covered her up? “Are you sure, James?”

He placed a soft kiss on her forehead and i strugg;led to watch. “Just you focus on getting better okay?”

I swallowed as he walked away from her and towards the door, his eyes landing on me with unmasked indifference. “A word outside, Rosalind?”

I nodded softly and my eyes caught Marina’s who had a sly smirk on her lips.

Shutting the door as I stepped outside with James, I took in a deep breath, steadying myself to hear the words he was going to break the rest of my heart with.

I turned to him, and met his eyes. But before he could speak, I threw the question out there.

“Are you really going to get a divorce from this marriage, James?”

The silence that echoed in the hallway as I silently waited for his reply as his eyes bored into mine. The sound of the rest of my heart slowly shattering filled the silence. He wanted a divorce.

I truly was just being used. Did he even see me in any other way than a help, just the help for his stupid girlfri-

“No.” His cool voice pulled me out of my self induced sadness and my eyes shot up to meet his. I could barely hide the shock in my voice as I whispered, “Really?”

And he nodded, and a half smile appeared on his lips.

I blushed silently, “Oh.”

I could feel his gaze on my bleeding forehead, and my hand reached for my forehead as I tried to wipe the blood trickling down, but he stopped me. “Don't do that. Here.” he handed me a handkerchief and I screamed internally as I took it from him.

“Go and bandage your head. It wouldn't be great if you had an infection.”

My eyes lit up as those words left his lips, and my face heated as a blush tainted it. “T-thanks james. I would do that.”

He nodded, and then stepped aside, making way for me to leave.

With each step I took to bandage my head, I couldn't help but squeal internally. He cared! He cared about my head, and he isn't going to leave me just because Marina said so. He cared. My insides filled with joy as I cleaned my head. I cannot wait to see Marina’s eyes when she found out he wasn't going to answer her demands.

I was his wife and I came first. Those words echoed in my brain as I bandaged the door and practically skipped back to the room. The door was partially open as I reached it, and I heard James mention my name. My lips widened in a smile. Maybe he was already telling her about not divorcing me?

I placed my hand on the door knob but the next words I heard had me freezing in shock.

“I cannot divorce Rosalind now, Marina.”

My smile widened as Marina whined like a spoiled child. “Why James? I don't want her here.”

A silent scoff left my lips. It was bad to eavesdrop but I couldn't help it.

I enjoyed seeing Marina not get her way.

‘Because,” James’s voice came up again, and I listened attentively. “Rosa is a very useful maid, Marina. She's the only one who knows your situation and if I got divorced from her, I wouldn't find a maid who could handle you as well as she does. You know you matter so much, Marina and as soon as you are fine, Rosalind would be out as soon as possible from our lives,and you would never see her again.”

The smile on my face dropped just as fast as the tears from my eyes gathered. A sob stayed lodged in my throat as I reeled from his words.

A maid? I was a maid?

A tear slid from my eye as I heard Marina giggle.

James didn't see me as more than a maid? After all i've done, he was still going to divorce me when i wasn't needed anymore/

After all I've done because of how much I loved him? After all the sacrifices/

As I shook, sobbing silently behind the door, I made up my mind and accepted one thing I should have accepted all those years.

James would never love me. He was just using me. The doctor who would do anything for his love.

But that was over now. I cleaned my tears harshly and pouted in anger.

No more useful maid Rosa.

I pushed the door and walked in angrily.

James looked pale as I glared at him, and he knew I heard everything.

“I'm not taking care of Marina anymore.” My voice came out strained and paned, and I saw something flash behind James’s eyes.

“W-what do you mean, Rosa? But i need-”

“Enough!” I yelled and he looked like I had slapped him ac\ross the face.

I gritted my teeth as I stared right at him, and the time my voice came out, it was steady, bold and resolved.

“You know what i mean, you self centred asshole. I'm not going to be your useful maid anymore.”

My hands shook in anger as I prepared to say the final words. I had to. I couldn't live like this anymore.

“I want a divorce, James. I never want to see you or that bitch again. I want a divorce and I want it now!”