Mommy please stay with Daddy

CHAPTER ONE

Elsa's pov

After my wedding, years ago when it was announced on Tv, they made it seem like I was Cinderella who wore the silver shoe and got the prince

The whispers flew around few I was able to catch

“She's the winner in the end. The playboy eventually married and returned to her to make a family.”

“Yes, There's one less golden bachelor in the world. How many girls have to shed tears today!” this was a statement from a Tv host or was it a Presenter, I couldn't recall.

“I envy you, dear, a handsome, rich, arbitrary man now married to you! I may have to wait until my next life.” a lady said to me in the mall

And now?

I got an email from an unknown sender and there in the embrace of a woman on the bed was my supposed husband, kissing a woman, I know her so well, who doesn't know the face of the famous supermodel? Lilian.

I sniff and shut my eyes as I bite my lips. I felt a mixture of anger and pain surging all over my body.

I had a sixth sense that something of this nature, such solid evidence would be what was attached to that suspicious email.

Tears filled my eyes as I kept on staring at the image of the two lovers, my legally wedded husband, who made a promise to me on a very sunny day at the beach where we took our vows.

Even with my eyes shut, the tears just keep pouring out, I hope that my Sobs are not loud enough to wake the kids up.

I hold my hand over my mouth, I can't stop myself from crying, all I can do is try to stop it from being too loud.

Ricardo who I gave everything to. I loved him from the depth of my heart and gave him my innocence, my virginity and I was always there for him, but he has chosen to do me like this.

It's midnight and he is not yet home. He has been doing this a lot lately and I am sure that it's because he is busy sleeping with other women that he doesn't care for me and my kids. A playboy will always be a playboy.

I was going to wait for him. I was going to go back to the living room and wait for him to come back and I was going to make a demand for an explanation.

I find it hard to sit down. I paced up and down the room and finally, My husband arrived at the house just a few minutes past two.

I waited for him as he noisily entered the living room and bangs the door shut. He might be walking in steady steps, but I know that he is drunk.

I turn around and my heart skips a beat as my eyes rest on Ricardo. He is tall and very handsome, that's the reason I fell in love with him at that beach.

His black hair is short and keeps falling over his face, that was one thing that made me fall over and over for him. It's all over now, isn't it?

"Elsa?" My name rolled out of s mouth with little or no effort. " What are you still doing awake?"

I don't know if he is asking because he cares about me or because he is startled to find me awake.

I looked at him, and all the while, the image kept coming back to my face. Images of him in bed with another woman.

"Why? Are you tired of me?

" I asked in a tear ladened voice.

He looks confused. He dips his hands into his pockets and sighs.

"I am talking about this. " I tossed my phone into his hand and he grabbed it very quickly just before it reached the ground.

He looked at me and sighed before going through the pictures.

He scrolled through the pictures and looked up at me and shoved the phone deep into his pocket.

"Go to sleep, Elsa. " He yelled at me

With that, he starts to walk towards the kitchen. I am mad right now that he even said something like that to me.

I just showed him images that proved that he is cheating on her and he is going to act like it is something normal? He is acting like I am overreacting to the whole thing. This was what he always does when matters arise always. talk to me like he was talking to a child.

I stormed after him and I caught up with him when he is by the refrigerator, taking a glass of water.