MARRY ME NOW

I was on my way home from work. I had to leave earlier than my closing time. I have been sick lately. I just have to relax, I guess. My body felt sore, easily gets tired, had headaches and so on, I should be worried but I wasn't because I was never almost sick. That doesn't mean you can't get sick.

I sighed, I drove slowly because I felt dizzy, maybe I should just come down and take a cab or something? That would be stressful so I decided to continue my slow drive home. Soon I got home, Carson, my husband, won't be home by now, he left earlier today to go sign some contracts, which was good because I don't want him worried about me being sick. Whenever I am sick, Carson stresses himself and refuses to go to work just to take care of me.

I giggled remembering the day I had a fever. He refused to go to work so he could be with me. Fulfilling all of my wishes. I am seriously so lucky to have someone like him in my life.

I drove into the garage and stopped the car.

I got out of my car and locked it, I spotted Carson's car. Well, that's a surprise, it was only 2 pm. Maybe he got the contracts and signed them. I'm so proud of him!

I guess I can't hide that I am sick today. I walked to my front door and unlocked it. The sitting room was dead silent.

Where was he? It's either he is here or he's in his home office. So if he is not here then he would be in his home office. I strolled to his little office and called "Carson?" I was replied with silence

"Carson?" I called again, this time my voice louder. He wasn't in the sitting room or his office. He must be in our room, then. But that's odd.

I mopped through the stairs to where our room was. "Sweetheart, I am home!" I say sweetly. I moved closer to the door, I stopped in my tracks when I heard moans. I giggled. Was he watching p*rn?

"Baby?" I called opening the door, my eyes widened, and my heart suddenly beats faster than ever. I could hear my heart beating against my chest, and tears gathered in my eyes.

They stopped, and she got off him, I swear I just saw her smirk at me, I heard Carson groan, next to him was the girl I called my best friend.

I moved away from the door, closing the door behind me, I turned to walk away. This had to be a dream. Oh god, please let it be a dream.

Running out, I went to my car. I didn't want to be anywhere near them at that moment, but I didn't know why I waited for like five minutes, Hoping he would come to meet me and explain this. I drove off, going to only god knows where.

More tears spilt out of my eyes, why? Why would he do that? I thought he loved me.

And why does it have to be with Sara? Someone who was like a sister to me, I can't believe she would do such a thing.

It felt like my heart is been ripped off my chest.

My hands started shaking. I had to stop driving, I parked my car on the side of the road and started crying, so hard.

You would regret going to him someday! My aunt's voice screamed at me.

He's going to use and dump you!

Don't return here when he does, I won't accept you! You should reconsider getting married to him!

These made me cry harder. She had been right, I guess. She had always been against my relationship with Carson.

Someone knocked at the window of my car. "Hey, sorry for disturbing you but it's getting late and it's really dangerous out here." A guy said.

I slowly turned my head to look at the time. 6:57 pm?? I looked back at the man. "Thank you." I could barely hear myself, not sure if he heard until he nodded his head. "You're welcome." He said. I sighed and drove off.

I was so confused, I didn't know what to do, I finally got to the house, and my body felt numb.

When I got in, I saw Carson in the sitting room, he was talking to someone on the phone.

His eyes met mine for a brief minute and he cuts the line of whosoever he was calling.

"Sign that." I looked at where he was motioning at a paper on a paper holder, my eyes widened when I saw its contents.

He was going to divorce me? I didn't want a divorce. Yes, I am angry at him for cheating, my blood was boiling but I didn't want to divorce him. He's Carson, the man I married, the man I love. I have always treasured him, told him how much I love him and he told me he loved me too. He showed his love for me in all kinds of ways. I can't believe this! "Cars-" he cuts me off when he snapped. "Just f*ck*ng sign it." he snapped.

"Carson, you don't have to do this. We can still make our marriage work out. Please, I love you, Carson, please! Don-"

"Make what work out, Tessa? I have been in this loveless marriage for three years! Just f*ck*ng sign the paper and get the f*ck out of my house!" He gritted.

I was shocked. Loveless. Does he think our marriage was loveless? I was scared to say anything back to him because he looked so angry and I have never seen him this angry before. It scared me.

Were you thinking of staying with him after what you saw earlier?? My subconsciousness screamed at me. I just could not imagine not being with him.

With tears spilling out of my eyes I moved closer to him, "Carson, please don't do this, you've always said you love me a-" he cuts me off again.

"Well, I don't love you, I never loved you, Tessa."

"You don't mean that., I said, it came out as a whisper. "I f*ck*ng meant it, sign the papers and f*ck*ng leave my house." He gritted out.

The glare he gave me scared me a lot, with a shaky hand and took the pen, hoping he would stop me from actually signing the paper.

My hand moved on the paper, creating my signature. That was it? We were no longer together?

I can't stay here anymore, no. I can't, I rushed upstairs to the room I was sharing with him, packing my stuff together.

More tears flew down my eyes, and soon I was done packing, I went out of the room, and I noticed a smirking Sara behind a door.

I still can't believe she had done this. I looked away from her and walked out.

What was I going to do?

I have no family, yes my parents are alive, but the last time I saw them was when I was 6-10yrs old.

My dad was an abusive man, he abused my mother and me, after some time he left and we never heard from him again, though some of our friends said he was dating a very rich woman.

My dad had left when I was 6 years old and my mom left when I was 10 and from what I had heard, she too had run to her lover.

The day she left, I was home alone for a day until my aunt came and took me to her house, turned out my mom had pleaded with her to take care of me. But taking care of me was something far from what she did. I became a slave to my Aunt.

I couldn't go to my aunt. She won't accept me back. How could I have been so foolish? So blinded.

I got outside the house and taking a glance at it, I walked away. I had to look for a place to stay.

Where? I have no clue, I could book a hotel room... I sighed frustratingly before stopping a cab.

"Nearest hotel please., I said entering the cab. After driving for 10 mins, the cab stopped. I got out and give him his money.

I walked into the hotel. "How much for a night?" I asked the bartender.

"250 dollars ma'am." She replied. Oh god. Where else could I go this night? It was late and it looked like it was going to rain. A cold breeze swept through the hotel. I shivered as the cold breeze touched my skin. The amount was much, but hotels around here are pretty expensive.

Suddenly it started raining, could it get any worst? The place started to get crowded.

I should book a room before all the rooms would be taken. "Here., I said handing over to her my credit card.

After slotting it, I typed my pin and she gave me back the card. "Sorry ma'am, it's my job to see you to your room, but there are lots of people here and they need to be attended to, but here is a map to your room, it's on the 5th floor."

"It's okay, thank you., I said taking the map from her. I dragged my luggage with me and walked to the elevator.

Entering it, it moved immediately. It moved for five minutes and stopped. Am I on the 5th floor now? It felt like I have been in here forever.

I looked at the little button which said 3rd floor. What the hell?

A man walked in. His heavenly smell filled the elevator. Jesus.

He is sinfully handsome. Don't know if he's even real. Of course, he's real!

I gulped looking away from him, he didn't even seem to notice me. After 4mins, the elevator stopped. Thank goodness.

When it opened there were 4 men in suits, bowing down, at who? me?

Oh, they were bowing at this sinfully- gorgeously- handsome- s*xy man. Do you have to point that out? Who wouldn't? "Boss." One of them said. He walked out, going in the other direction, and the men in suits followed behind him.

I don't know why but I forgot all my problems for the 5 minutes I took that ride with him.

The elevator moved again. I was on the fifth floor! Oh god. It was moving towards the sixth floor!

How big was this building?!

After 2 minutes it stopped. I sighed and walked out, I had to find an elevator ride back to the fifth floor.

"Ha!" Someone shocked me making me scream. My body shook and I held my chest before looking at the guy who did it.

He was a handsome guy who wore casual clothing. He smiled showing his adorable dimples. He was so handsome. Not as handsome as that guy in the elevator though.

This isn't what I should be thinking, I just got divorced!

But seriously? Was I comparing strangers now? "Hey, I'm Jake, nice to meet you." He said after I calmed down.

"I'm Tessa... Nice to meet you too." I replied.

"What's a beautiful damsel like you doing here all alone." He said and I blush.

"I was going to the fifth floor, and I might have stayed in the elevator a bit longer and..." I said and he laughed, I don't know why but I laughed along with him.

"You're so pretty." Oh god. He wasn't helping, my face was getting redder.

"Thank you, do you know the way back to the fifth floor?" I asked.

"Yeah, it's this way." He said pointing to an elevator door. "Thank you," I replied.

I walked to the elevator, but there was suddenly red light. "Elevators are been shut down, due to the heavy storm, we hop-" a lady's voice said. the other words didn't pass through my ears.

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What? What? My eyes widened, what am I going to do? I could have been in my hotel room, on my bed, crying into my pillow if I wasn't so distracted by some stranger. "There's a staircase we could use." He said behind me. Thank god!

"Oh, there is? That's a relief." I say and he chuckled but there was a hint of surprise on his face as if he was surprised that I didn't know there was supposed to be a staircase.

"Come with me." He walked forward and I followed behind him. We got to a staircase. A long staircase, if that's the only way down, I have to use it.

Ugh, how was I going to drag my luggage down this staircase? There was so much work. It felt like I could collapse at any given moment. My body was weak.

We walked down slowly, it felt like I was going to fall.

"You okay?" He asked.

"Yeah," I replied, okay, I was not okay. My legs were giving up, after walking for what seemed to be like forever, Jake halted.

For a moment I thought we had reac