Chapter 2 I will divorce her

Piper was very happy with his remark, but Zora was still Mrs. Gannon, the title Piper had long coveted.

How she wished that night had not happened. If only that useless man had not appeared when she was about to leave for the airport to board the private jet, she would have been the one waking up in bed with Ezrah.

It pained her that it had to be the whore, Zora. "Ezrah, are you sure you will divorce her?"

Ezrah hated to be doubted. "You don't believe me? I'm only with her because she's carrying my child. As soon as he's born, I will divorce her."

Piper smiled with satisfaction, and since she had mentally stored Zora's number after answering the call, she sent the recording to her.

Remembering that the butler had called Ezrah informing him that Zora was sick, she asked after deleting the audio from her phone.

"Can you go shopping with me? I didn't bring enough clothes."

Even if Zora showed the audio to Ezrah, Piper would deny it as she had used a number Ezrah didn't know to send it.

"I have another meeting in two hours, so you have an hour and a half to finish shopping," Ezrah said softly.

Zora's heart tightened in her chest when she played the audio. The butler who was driving the car felt helpless, and equally disappointed in his boss. Zora asked from the back seat of the luxurious car she was seated in.

"Did he really tell you he was coming to the hospital?"

The butler's throat went dry. He always succeeded in making up excuses for his boss, but this time, everything backfired. That audio destroyed everything.

"I'm sorry, ma'am. I just didn't want to see you sad."

Zora's heart twitched, and a bitter smile curled the corner of her lips, feeling like a fool as tears welled up in her eyes. She was nothing to Ezrah. The little surprises sent to ignite her hope were merely prepared by the butler.

No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't recover from the pain as she felt a force hit the car from the side, causing it to swerve off the road and somersault thrice.

The butler was instantly unconscious. Zora felt unbearable pain, blood sputtered from her mouth and nose, then in between her thighs.

No words could describe the agony as she watched the life draining out of her with intense pain settling in her abdomen.

She managed to pick up her phone, which had fallen to the side from the impact, dialing her husband's number.

Unable to lift the phone to her ear, she activated the speaker. "Zora. I'm busy."

That was what Ezrah said as soon as he answered the phone, not waiting to hear what she had to say. After all, nothing about Zora was ever urgent to him.

Before she lost consciousness, she heard the laughter of a woman with the words, "Ezrah, I want these shoes."

"Try them on. If they fit, you can have them."

'So, go shopping with a woman, that's what you call being busy.' That was what Zora thought before losing consciousness.

Zora woke up at the hospital after hours of surgery. Her face was as pale as a ghost, her countenance pitiful. Her butler, Rudolph, sat at her hospital bed, a smile on his face. He had sustained a few injuries, but they were not serious, and he was already discharged.

"Madam, you are awake. Thank God."

Zora was glad to see that Rudolph was fine. There were just bruises on his face. He quickly rushed out to call a doctor.

"Mrs. Gannon, how are you feeling?" The doctor asked as he examined Zora, writing a few things on a writing pad he carried along. Zora was only concerned about one thing.

"How is my baby?" Zora asked.

The doctor's eyes dulled. "I'm very sorry, but your baby couldn't survive the impact."

Tears brimmed in the back of Zora's eyes, but she fought them back. She lost everything. She left her father's company to work for her husband, nurturing his business and enduring all the taunts of his arrogant family.

At twenty-three, she had nothing to show for the man she had secretly loved for five good years. "It's alright. She would have just suffered anyway." Her heart had turned cold due to the loss of the child.

"Excuse me?" The doctor was shocked. He expected her to cry like any woman in her situation would, but Zora bottled it in. She could endure all of Ezrah's indifference towards her, but she would never forgive him for the loss of her child.

That woman appeared, and Zora suddenly got involved in an accident. The case had to be investigated, but as for Ezrah, he no longer had a place in her heart.

"Sorry, that was not directed at you." There was no warmth in Zora's apologetic voice. The doctor forced a smile, finished his examination, and left. Zora stared at the butler at the doorway. He has been standing there since the doctor arrived. Zora was about to cry but couldn't do so.

She had been weak for too long, leading to the death of her child. If she had left the first time Ezrah asked her for a divorce, this would not have happened.

Back then, she had begged him before finding out that she was pregnant for him. When she discovered she was pregnant, she decided to consent to the divorce and leave. At least, she would have his child to remind her of the relationship they once shared.

Unfortunately, the test result fell from her handbag, and Ezrah saw it. Even when he decided for them to wait until after she gave birth, his treatment of her was no better.

"Where is Ezrah?" Zora asked. Butler Rudolph was scared. He could feel the cold in Zora's voice, and even with the distance, he could feel the chills.

"Madam, the man who hit us was drunk, and he died on the spot. The police are not able to contact his family either," Rudolph reported, trying to avoid answering her question. He was a middle-aged man. Zora did not believe the report but kept it to herself.

The moment she discovered that the man she respected so much was lying to her, her trust in him dwindled. She will find ways to investigate the matter by herself.

"That isn't my question."

"Boss left here a few minutes ago," Rudolph answered. Zora was enraged this time. Not only Ezrah but Rudolph, the butler Ezrah assigned to her, was equally taking her for a fool.

"Don't lie to my face again." Her voice was stern and full of contempt. Rudolph pursed his lips, his head lowered.

"Boss said, and I quote. 'It's rather unfortunate. Let the doctors take care of her. I'm very busy at the moment."

Zora knew what he was busy with. It was the woman whose voice she heard in the audio. She thought she was strong enough to take it, but a tear fell from her eyes before she could stop it. Ashamed of showing her weak side in front of Rudolph, she discharged him.

"Thank you, and please excuse me."

Rudolph was never supposed to leave Zora's side, so he was reluctant. "Ma..."

"I said, excuse me, Rudolph," Zora's voice raised, Rudolph decided to wait in front of the door.

"Okay."

As soon as he left the ward, Zora dialed a number. "Soph..."

"Dad, I'm sorry. I made a mistake, and now, I lost everything." Zora didn't hold back her tears as she spoke to her father on the phone. He was against the marriage the moment he realized that Ezrah did not feel the same way Zora felt about him, but she was optimistic, insisting that Ezrah would change.

She expected her father to scold her in an "I told you so" lecture.

His voice was rather soft as he asked her."What happened, Zora?"

"I had an accident and lost the baby. I'm coming home."

The silence at the end of the line was deafening. She knew her father was saddened about the loss of his grandchild. When she was about to end the call, he suddenly said,

"Oh Zora. I'm coming to get you. Just send me your location."

Zora refused. She couldn't leave until she was legally separated from Ezrah. "No Dad, I have a few things to do first."

"What is that? Let me help you with it?" Her father eagerly said, but she was in no mood to burden the middle-aged man. The loss had caused Zora to mature so fast that the reality of life hit her.

No more would she depend on anyone. It was time to do something worthwhile with her life, but first of all, she would still have to face Ezrah for the last time. "Don't worry. It's nothing I can't handle.

"Okay. We shall prepare your welcome party. I will inform your mom."

Zora smiled and didn't refuse her father's kindness. Three days later, she was discharged from the hospital. As she waited for Ezrah's return, she got the divorce papers ready.

It was three days later in the dead of the night when Ezrah returned, tired-looking but his attractive features remained untouched by his fatigue. Zora had lost sleep, waiting for Ezrah for most of the days.

As soon as she heard the sound of the car, she quickly rushed downstairs but paused on top of the stairs when Ezrah walked through the door of the living room.

Arriving home, Ezrah no longer met the woman who always met him with a smile. She stood on top of the stairs and yelled with a cold expression,

"Good news Ezrah! Our baby died in a car accident. There is nothing between us, so let's get a divorce."

The man who was always cold to her instantly panicked. He stood momentarily frozen.