Chapter Nineteen

Henry.

I thought divorcing and taking Jasmine from Gwen would make me feel better. I’d thought seeing her beg and grovel under my feet would give me the satisfaction I haven’t had in years but why do I feel worse instead?

Why do I feel like something is tugging at my heart over and over as I watch her beg for her child?

I shouldn’t be doing this, this was her child. Someone she has catered to and nurtured for years now and now is taking it away from her.

I tried to steel my heart and not let her crying and pleading sway me, if I wanted to do this then I must finish what I have started.

Gwen had to suffer, she needed to know what I’ve gone through in the years of being with her. I have always felt like I’d been tied anytime I was with her, her presence suffocates me and I don’t it.

“Please, Henry.” Her voice was barely heard.

The tears were starting to fall out, and I could see how broken she looked with her eyes begging me to let them go. She held Jasmine tighter like she was