HIS REGRET; Chasing back his rejected ex-wife

Chapter one.

"Make me cum, baby... Argh, argh," The loud moans of his mistress had me freezing by the doorway as my eyes witnessed his betrayal.

My heart shattered instantly and for a moment, I struggled to regain my composure and senses as I couldn't believe my eyes?

"Was that really my husband, Seb, fucking some other woman in our marital bed???"

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One unexpected night was all it took to have it all crumbling down. Just one night. One mistake. My mistake. I wasn't supposed to be home until 8 pm tonight, but I was feeling nauseous this fateful evening at my workplace, so I just had to abruptly pack up and call it a day.

I was so tired and all I wanted was to be in the arms of my lovely husband, Sebastian. He was the sweetest man in the world and he always took care of me very well. He treated me so specially to the point I found myself falling for him than I had expected when we signed our strictly business contract marriage certificate three years ago. I loved him with all my heart. He saved me at my lowest point, and for that, I am forever grateful to him.

Despite the fact that I'm an orphan with no special background and he's a billionaire and the second son of the prestigious Weston Family, he never looked down on me any day. He loved me just as I loved him. And he always protected me. He's my knight in shining armor and the only man after my heart. I trusted him with all my heart, well, until this day, this night, I caught him in our matrimonial bed with a stranger. He was cheating on me so blatantly because the way he was thrusting into the redhead lady who moaned and dug her claws into his sturdy back; was unreal.

I was so shocked by the scene I froze momentarily by the doorway of our massive bedroom. I felt my eyes burn with hot tears, and my heart clenched painfully as I witnessed the sight. I couldn't believe it. I couldn't believe it was my husband I was staring at, at that moment. Of course, he hadn't noticed me. They both hadn't; as they were still engulfed in the pleasurable moment they were indulged in.

I felt my heart shatter to pieces, my legs wobbling as more tears trickled down my face as I witnessed my beloved husband's betrayal. Never in my life would I have believed Sebastian would do something like this to me. No. It was impossible.

I just couldn't have imagined. I trusted him with all my heart, and I swore before now that I could've vouched for him that he's the most faithful husband in the world. Lol. Jokes on me, right? So much for being faithful.

I felt as though my heart was being ripped out from my chest when Sebastian finally pulled out of the redhead and rolled over on the bed, his gaze accidentally meeting mine. Now, here's the thing. There was no single trace of remorse in his eyes, if at all there had been any emotion, it was shock.

But that was short-lived as the next expression that contorted his face was disgust and pure disdain directed at me. I was so confused I couldn't comprehend why he was staring at me like that. He had never looked at me this way before. Ever. It was the first time and it hurt like hell to witness this. I couldn't understand, and I know I also could no longer endure the sight of watching him still in bed with the redhead after what I had just witnessed. With that, I turned to my heel, heartbroken, I raced down the stairs to the living room downstairs.

I was so hurt. So raged. I couldn't even decipher with emotion I was feeling the most. Never in my life had I felt so betrayed. I just couldn't understand. More tears gushed out of my face as I flung my bag on the floor before collapsing onto the soft couch nearby, my face buried in my palms. I sobbed intensely, my heart twisting with anguish.

With each tear that fell from my eye, I grappled with the reality of what had just happened. It was excruciating to endure. How could the man I loved with all my heart betray me like this?

My moment was disrupted when I heard his velvety yet icy voice pierced through the air, resonating in my ears as he called me by my name.

"Kristine!"

My heart thudded against my chest upon hearing his voice. I felt my body tremble slightly but I fought to compose myself as I eventually lifted my gaze to match his, which remained devoid of any emotions. I felt a wave of anger surge within me as I took in his nonchalant expression. Wasn't he supposed to be on his knees right now, begging for his mistakes? How dare he look at me like that; like I was the one at fault! In that instant, I felt an intense surge to slap him hard across the cheek, but I knew I wouldn't dare.

Sebastian was a beast when he was angry. I know I might have said something about his sweet sides, but trust me, he was a ruthless man, and everyone in the city dreaded him. That's why I had mentioned earlier that he treated me SPECIALLY. Right now, I couldn't dare to provoke him. He seemed to be more angry than I am and I don't even know why.

"Babe, how could you do this to me?" I finally blurted out after an intense moment of locking eyes with him. My heart was clenching painfully and I was merely holding back from breaking down completely. I was really hurt, you wouldn't even understand me. I loved this man so much; I was obsessed with him. And his betrayal really broke me within, not going to lie.

Sebastian snickered, shaking his head with disappointment as he looked at me. "You should be ashamed of yourself for asking that, Kris."

I was shocked. "W- what?" I stammered, unable to believe my ears. I couldn't understand his reply. How could he tell me that?

Just when I thought I had witnessed enough and gotten my heart broken for one night, I finally noticed the envelope that was in his hands as he extended it to me.

My heart sank as my gaze fell on the envelope. I felt a knot in my stomach and a cold thrill run down my spine as several thoughts spiraled through me, contemplating the contents of the envelope. In this situation, I could only imagine it to be one thing. I shook my head. No, It couldn't be. Sebastian wouldn't do that to me. This was all a misunderstanding and I was certain he was going to apologize. So I thought.

My gaze ultimately traveled from the envelope to his eyes once more, and I asked a bit shakily. "W- what's this?"

He didn't stutter. The next two words that fled from his mouth had my heart plummeting to my feet as I registered them.

"Divorce papers." He said flatly.

I was so shocked that for a minute I was stunned into silence. My eyes felt dizzy and a throbbing ache surged through my temples as the words echoed in my ears. 'Divorce papers'. Sebastian was divorcing me? I asked myself repeatedly, unable to believe his words.

I finally regained my composure after a moment. I blinked severally, tears blurring my vision as I stared back at him. "W- what?" I spluttered.

"I am divorcing you, Kristine. I am done with this shit called marriage with you. You're a barren woman. And unfortunately for me, I already have someone else carrying my child. I believe you've seen her already. She's my soon-to-be wife and the mother of my unborn kids. At this point, I don't think I still need to spell it out for you. You know what to do." He said, tossing the envelope in my face.

His words pierced through my heart like a merciless dagger. He didn't seem to care about my emotional state as he went on blabbering about how barren I was. Yes, I hadn't conceived for him yet. But it wasn't my fault. It just wasn't my time to convince yet.

There was nothing medically wrong with me. Our private doctor had assured us that I would convince someday, and even Sebastian had encouraged me when I was getting really perturbed about it. He had promised everything would be fine and he'd always be there for me. How could he say this to me now? What changed?

Fresh tears cascaded down my face, my slender arms trembling slightly. I found it hard to breathe each time I recalled he had mentioned divorcing me. I was so scared at that moment I shakily rose from the couch, facing him with my face flooded with tears.

I was deeply hurt but I struggled to maintain composure. It was a futile effort as more tears rushed down my cheeks. The thought of not being with him anymore was excruciating. I couldn't imagine a life without Sebastian in it. No.

The next thing I found myself doing was lowering my stance and bending my knees. I knelt before him. I knew I wasn't at fault but that didn't matter to me at the moment.

"Seb," I started, my voice shaky and breaths hitching as I struggled to keep my voice steady. He looked down at me with resentment still etched on his face. He didn't even seem to care about what I was doing. But I carried on regardless.

I gently held the hem of his pants, my fingers trembling as I begged desperately. "Sebastian, please," I cried, sniffling as tears cascaded down my cheeks. "I'm sorry." I wasn't sure what I was apologizing for, but I had to try something. I couldn't allow him to divorce me. It would kill me. I just couldn't. I know I'm a disgrace to the sisterhood but this is the love of my life we're talking about here.

I continued, my face contorted with anguish. "I'm sorry, please don't divorce me. I'm sorry for anything I did wrong. I'm sorry for coming home sooner. I'm sorry, please. I swear, I'll forget this ever happened. It's my fault. My mistake for coming home now. It won't happen again, Seb. I swear to you." I begged like a fool that I was, grasping onto the hem of his pants desperately.

My heart clenched painfully with hurt when he eventually shoved me aside with his leg, rebuking me fervently. "Don't touch me! I want you to pack your things and get the fuck out of my house. I am done with you, Kristine. Marrying a barren woman like you is my greatest regret. I married you for one purpose! Provide me with a fucking heir; it was just one task and you failed to accomplish it. I don't see the purpose of continuing this charade with you. I want you out of my house by tomorrow." He told me, his voice laced with anger and malice.

I continued begging him regardless. I knew I was being a fool, I just couldn't help it. I loved him so much. He's my everything.

"Sebastian, please..." I cried out. But he ignored me.

Just in the heat of the moment, his supposed soon-to-be wife sauntered into our presence, standing beside Sebastian. I noticed she was clad in just black lingerie and her long red hair cascaded down her shoulders. I saw the look of hatred and the smug smirk etched on her face as she met my gaze. But I disregarded her as that didn't matter to me at the moment.

I turned back to Sebastian, my gaze imploring. But he was done with me. He redirected his gaze to the woman beside him, his expression softening as he looked into her eyes.

Disregarding my presence, he encircled the lady's waist, pulling her to himself possessively as he sealed his lips to hers.

My eyes burned with hot tears. I felt a lump form in my throat and fresh tears rolling down my cheeks but that wasn't all. Sebastian further carried the woman in bridal style, teasing her as he broke out from their stupid kiss.

Sebastian had completely forgotten about me as the next thing he did was saunter away with the woman still in his arms.

He left me, his lawfully wedded wife, heartbroken, downtrodden and devastated. I felt like an utter fool as a wave of loneliness hit me, reminding me it was over as my gaze traveled to the envelope nearby.

That night, while my husband cheated on me with someone else, I wept till I ran out of tears. He didn't return to comfort me.

In the days that followed, I tried begging him for another chance but he blatantly refused, stating he had made up his mind. I didn't want to sign the papers, but he forced me, threatening to do the unthinkable if I didn't comply. It finally dawned on me that there was nothing I could do to change his mind.

With that and a heavy heart, filled with sorrow and anguish, I scribbled my signature on the divorce papers, automatically ending the dreams me and Sebastian once shared.

However, before moving out of his house, I vowed to him and myself, he was going to regret his decision. Sebastian will fucking pay for this. I promised.