BACK WITH MY EX: He Promised To Be Better

Sabrina's POV

"Fuck...Hmm....yes baby, that's it..ohh fuck.." My husband moans filled my ears while I stood at the door watching as he fucked another woman.

He had done it again, Haynes Chadwick had done it over and over again! Fucking another woman on our matrimonial bed when he had never even touched me.

"Fuck you Haynes" A bitter laugh escaped my lips, and they both paused. The shameless sound of moans coming to an abrupt stop.

Turning to look at me, there was no sign of remorse in Haynes cold, dark eyes and that made me chuckle.

"Mira?" I called, surprised but not too shocked. He has a knack for picking my secretaries to be his one day whore.

"It– It wasn't my fault ma'am" She buried her face in her neck, body shaking uncontrollably as her hands grabbed the duvet and she covered her naked body.

"Wasn't your fault? Is it mine that you are in bed with my husband?!" I roared at her.

All Haynes did was send the lady away with a flick of the wrist while I stood frozen at a spot. My secretary fumbled with her clothes as she picked them up and dashed out of the room. I wasn't suppose to be hurt, but my chest tightened and my throat burned. It's what I had been enduring in this prison of a marriage.

Haynes stood up, sliding his jeans on. I moved closer to him and slapped him across the face. Not once, but twice. At least, I could still do that to a man who disrespects me.

The sharp sound echoed in the air but Haynes only smirked.

"Don't you know when to stop?" I asked, my voice trembling, as I held back the tears that glistened and threatened to fall off my eyes.

He chuckled mockingly and that made me feel more disrespected, more irritated and more miserable.

"Are you sure you are supposed to be worried about that and not your failure of a family right now?? You should watch the news, dear wife!" He roared and my breath hitched, my heart hammered in my chest as I wondered what he meant.

Without wasting a second, I rushed downstairs and wasted no time in turning the TV on, my breath hitched- hell! My eyes widened at what I was shown.

As if dealing with Haynes Chadwick wasn't enough, now there is my Dad's fucking problems to deal with. Right there on the news with the news anchor reporting-"The Scandals of Richard Ventimiglia, the CEO of RC corporations" attached to it were videos supporting the anchors claim of what the scandals were all about. I never had a good family, being born into a rich family was nothing to be proud about when my Dad was nothing but someone who can't even take care of himself and what he owns.

The scandal has to do with the shady deals he had made with investors, recordings of illegal meetings which were likely to have been recorded by those partners he trusted so much and videos of him harassing young workers and waitresses whenever he got drunk. It would have been cool if it had nothing to do with me but in just few minutes, it started affecting my company, the only thing I could ever boast of owning.

All because I was his daughter, the public started attacking me, posting malicious comments about me and even a video of me slapping a young lady in a restaurant was revealed.

Hell! That happened a year and half ago. When I was still crazy about my marriage with Haynes. The lady was one of his mistresses who I had only wanted to teach a lesson. I did nothing wrong, but the public wouldn't see that.

I had to confront him; my dad. Ask him what he will do to end this mess involving me. I dashed out of the house slamming the door behind me, but then I remembered my bag and car keys. With a sigh, I rushed back in, heading to the sofa where I had dropped the bag but then I heard distinct low voices coming from the other corner of the room and gently, I tiptoed there, eavesdropping on the conversation of my husband who had come downstairs after I went out of the house.

Haynes said, "He's surely getting ruined, I have to ruin them if I want to help my political career. The next thing I'm doing is getting a divorce. Getting involved with the Ventimiglias is surely a mess"

It took a while, but the realization struck me. The person behind all of this was Haynes and the most heart wrenching part? He has plans for me.

Divorce.

He was going to divorce me, after all my years of sacrifice.

Sabrina's POV

"The hell were you talking about on the phone, Haynes?" I asked, trepidation washing over me as my hands began getting sweaty.

Those words had trouble settling in. He had plans to ruin me then divorce me, that was his plan all along. That was the only thing he could offer me in this two years of marriage while all I did was put up with his attitude, thinking maybe one day.... our marriage will work out.

He must have taken me for a fool-no! I really am a bloody fool for not seeing this coming.

"For how long have you been standing there?" That came his reply to my question.

"Does it matter? Just answer the fucking question Haynes. Tell me I heard wrong" My lips trembled, and I hated the way I sounded. Pleading, begging and acting miserable.

"I don't know how much you heard but whatever it is, you didn't hear wrong. My lawyer is preparing the divorce papers, all you need to do is sign them, I've-" I cut him off.

"What did I ever do to deserve this, Haynes?? All I did was try to love you, stay by your side and support you, Why.....?" My voice caved in and the tears flowed freely.

I hate it, acting weak. But I couldn't control this.

"Stop playing the victim here, Sabrina. There was no love. Everything had always been arranged for you. The marriage was never meant to happen, you didn't have a choice, you've never had one" Haynes smirked, his tone mocking, and his words piercing through my heart like a sharp blade.

He was right but I hate to admit it. Everything had always been chosen for me right from birth, I was never allowed to make a choice of my own.

"So? We can't make this work? After all I've been through for you??" I asked, hoping he'd reconsider. It was funny, I had always wanted to escape the prison of a marriage but here I was begging because everything I have left is at stake.

"Shut the fuck up, Sabrina!!" He roared and I flinched as fear got a hold of me, my heart pounded and I realized my hands were shaking.

"All you've been through for me? Why the hell would you make it sound like I also wasn't struggling in this thing we called marriage?" He said and I scoffed silently to myself.

Struggling?? He never struggled. All he had ever done was do as he wishes without considering how I must have felt.

"Enough of this. I have nothing else to talk to you about. Once you've sign the papers, it'd be better not to see you ever again. Because Camilla is coming back" he said.

The name hit me harder than anything he had said tonight.

Camilla Trent.

His ex fiancee. He really is dumping me for someone from his past.

"This isn't over, Haynes. It isn't" I said, grabbed my bag and stormed out of the house.

My last words lingered in the air, those words sounded like a threat but I wasn't even sure if it was. What if my family is wealthy and powerful?? I wouldn't be able to do anything since even my father is nothing compared to Haynes.

He practically took everything from us! And funny how I let him.

I got into my car-Haynes Chadwick's car to be precise. The drive to the Ventimig's mansion was short, and I rushed into the house in a frantic search of my Dad. There he was, sitting relaxed on the sofa, his gaze fixed on the TV.

Dad smiled at me, a reassuring smile. "I knew you would rush here the moment you see the news. That must surely means it's affecting you" He said, his smile unwavering.

Of course, it's fucking affecting me!!

"Dad, we have to-" he cut me off, and his next words came as a shock to me.

"Glad I'm not going down alone. Let's go down together, dear daughter" My ears itched, my body stiffened as I try to process those words.

He's glad! Glad that we are both getting ruined. Unbelievable.

The sound of his whiskey glass lifting off the table was what followed.

My father was relaxed, sipping a glass of whiskey.

It made me let out a bitter laugh.

"Go down together?" My voice cracked, but then I realized. He doesn't care about me, he has never done anyways.

"Keep dreaming!" I roared. "You deal with your scandals, I will find a way to get myself out of this" I sneered, then storm out.

Truth is, I also don't know how to get myself out of this.

I thought Dad could find a solution to all the mess but seeing him, I knew he had given up and all he was happy about was that, I would be going down with him.

While heading to my car, my phone which I had been ignoring all these while, had another incoming call. It was my personal assistant, and that made me swipe the green icon.

"Hello ma'am"

"The situation?" I asked as I walked faster to the car, my chin still straightened as I couldn't afford letting go of the elegance and composure that had always flown with me.

"It's quite bad ma'am. Shareholders are making a fuss and investors are asking for withdrawal of their investments" she said and I sighed.

"Keep me updated on things, I promise to get this handled"

"Yes ma'am, just stay strong, we will get through this" she said and that left a smile on my face.

"Thank you"

"And-hand a quit letter to the new secretary. Start searching for a new one" I said and ended the call before she could give a response.

I sat in the car, my hands on the wheel as I stared at a blank space.

I gave my personal assistant false hope. Truly, I don't know what to do but I knows I have only one option.

Beg Haynes Chadwick. Accept this defeat. Act miserable once more.

Have I ever had an option?

No.

Sabrina's POV

I stood in front of Chadwick Industries-Haynes company, staring at a blank space. I could have sworn I had sighed a million times in less than an hour.

I had gone to the house in search of Haynes but he wasn't there, therefore I wasted no time in coming to the place where I would surely find him-His office. I have to beg him and I surely would.

I had stood frozen for minutes and then made up my mind to make the bold move of entering the company. My feet moved and my body followed, with that, I made my way to Haynes Chadwick's office. My heart hammered in my chest with each passing floor in the elevator as I waited for the elevator doors to open.

I wondered if he would still help me out. I'm still his wife, we haven't got divorced yet. He wouldn't just cut me off completely right? My thoughts spiralled as fear gripped me because I was unsure of what would happen in that office. But one thing felt certain above the others, I was surely going to get kicked out.

I stopped in front of the secretary who quickly stood up to greet me. I rarely stepped into the company to visit my husband but our marriage was quite known to the public so the secretary had no difficulty recognizing me.

"Welcome ma'am" she greeted, her tone polite.

I forced a smile, though my lips trembled.

"Is Mr. Haynes Chadwick in?" I asked. Right! I should start getting used to calling him by his name and not the term "husband".

"Yes ma'am, this way" The secretary said as she led me into the office. Just as the door opened, I spotted Haynes sitting in front of his desk as he goes over some paperwork. He lifted his gaze to meet mine and his face suddenly changed.

He wasn't glad to see me.

I hesitated for a while before I entered the room and all through, his gaze was on me.

"Haynes-" Too bad, he cut me off.

"If you are here to beg me, then it's of no use. It's better you leave now" he said, his voice cold and harsh.

The words hit harder than I expected, like a slap across the face. My throat burned but I swallowed it down.

"Please....just please. We can get a divorce. I'm okay with it but please.....not my reputation" I begged, tears falling freely off my eyes.

"Listen Sabrina. It's done and it can't be undone. Besides, I don't want to see you holding an important place in the society because you will only be a threat for me in the future" The words sinked in and my stomach twisted. My fists clenching at my sides. It took everything in me not to curse Haynes out loud.

"Right! The divorce.." He paused as he stood from his desk taking a paper out of an envelope and tossed it to my side.

"Sign it"

I glanced over the paper and even though I had been anticipating it, it still made my heart burn. Divorce papers.

He's truly divorcing me-Not after two years of enduring everything with him.

"Don't do this, I'm begging you, Haynes" I whispered as I slowly went down on my knees, dropping my handbag beside me on the marble floor, letting go of the last shreds of my pride, my ego. For a moment, I prayed I wouldn't regret it. I hoped he'd reconsider.

To my surprise, Haynes laughed. Turning me into a laughingstock who was begging at his feet. Alas! I regretted kneeling. I shouldn't have come in the first place but I had a bit of hope. However, Haynes ended up letting me down.

"What would you do next?? Wipe my shoes with your lips?? C'mon do it! It won't change anything though" he said, his voice dripping with amusement.

A fresh wave of humiliation crashed over me as I dug my nails into my palms. I reached for my bag and helped myself to my feet. He ridiculed me and I wouldn't forgive him for this.

"Enough of your ruckus, Sabrina. Sign the papers and leave, we are done. Camilla would arrive any moment from now" he said, further shattering my ego. I bet he never talked about me in front of anyone like this, he never anticipated my arrival but here he was, going on and on about Camilla.

"You will regret this, Haynes Chadwick" I said, and printed my signature on the papers, with that, I stormed out of the office in tears. I sobbed quite loud till I got into the elevator.

Just as the elevator doors were closing, a foot jammed in between them, stopping the elevator from closing.

The scent of something dark, musky and strangely familiar invaded my senses. My body stiffened.

My eyes trailed up and widened in utmost shock. Hell! I don't want to believe this.

A smirk on his face, his broad tattooed arms holding the elevator doors, his eyes laced with something I couldn't explain.

"Long time no see Rina" he said as he made a full entrance into the elevator.

Luca McCorkindale-My ex-fiancé.

I never expected this, I wouldn't have imagined ever seeing him again for the rest of my life. Out of fear, or rather shock, I ran out of the elevator hoping it'd close before he made a move to run after me but Luca ran out after me immediately, grabbing me by my arms as he quickly succeeded in pinning me to the wall, just right beside the elevator.

"Scared?? I won't bite" Luca teased as he tipped my chin up. I gulped, unable to say anything.

"Why...why are you here??" I stuttered, finally finding my voice as fragments of memories from my past with him resurfaced.

"You look like you just cried" he said, dodging my question as his fingers trailed up my face, wiping the tears away.

His touch.

My breath caught, my heart started beating like the skin of a drum and my palms started growing sweaty.

Yes, the kind of effect only Luca's touch can have on me. I must be crazy, I was supposed to shove his hands away, push him off me but I didn't do anything. I couldn't.

"That's none of your business" I said, my voice sharp and clear.

"You know I hate it when people hurt you" he continued. I wished he'd stop, let me go and go his way but something in me also wanted to keep him here.

"Let me go, Luca. I have more urgent businesses to attend to" I said, and pushed him back hoping I'd finally be able to get away from his grasps but he didn't flinch and only trailed his fingers lower, down to my lips.

"Don't you miss me?" He asked, and I could have sworn I stopped breathing for a moment. It was a question-a question that surely required a "No" answer but I found it hard to say it.

"But I missed you" he whispered and before I could react, he crashed his lips against mine.

My ex-fiancé, kissing me, right in my husband's company.

He must be crazy-hell! I must be the crazy one for wanting to kiss him back.