She For Love He For Ambition

It was 4’o’clock in the afternoon.

Remi Puth finished baking the cake and cooking the meals two hours ago. So after decorating the whole place and taking her bath, she scrolled through insta-gram while waiting for Lacy to bring Ian back from school. Today was Ian’s birthday, and she made his favorite cake, food, and even his favorite snacks. She could not wait to see Ian so happy and spend time with both her husband and son.

Lacy usually brings Ian back by 2:10 but it has been two hours and she wondered what was keeping him. She even tried to call Lacy but his phone was unreachable. She sent several message to know if he was fine, but Lacy still didn’t reply back. So she thought it was best to scroll through insta-gram while waiting for them.

As she continued scrolling through insta-gram, one post made her pause. Zooming in, her heart skipped a beat—it was Bernice Green, standing beside a man who had his arm wrapped possessively around her waist. The man’s face was blur.

They both smiled radiantly at the camera, each holding a little boy between them who gave her a peck on the cheek, looking every bit like a happy family. The little boy’s face was also blur. 

But hold on…The ring on the man’s finger was the same one her husband was putting on. And the little boy was like her son.

What was going on? 

Wasn’t this man her husband, Lacy—the same man she’d been waiting for to come home. And the little boy? Her son, Ian—the child Lacy was supposed to bring back from school?

The caption on the post struck her like a slap: “Happy birthday my little cupcake and thanks for the gifts.”

Had it been the people on the photos with Bernice was another people, Remi would have offered her best wishes, but she was sure it was Lacy and Ian. Could they have gone out with Bernice while she was here still waiting for them to come back? 

She tried to call Lacy again, but this time his number was busy and this could only mean one thing: they were truly with Bernice all this time.

It was now 5:30 and the food she took time to make has gone cold exactly like her heart.

Ian even picked Bernice instead of her, just like Lacy. Remi felt numb as she thought about it. They’ve let her down.

She commented on the post: 'You shameless fox. How dare you parade with my husband and son as if they're your family? Take this post down before I make you regret it.”

Over the years, Bernice have been posting photos of her, a man, and a little boy but she always blur their faces so no one could know them, and Remi thought Bernice was already married and was trying to keep her family private and away from social media. But today, she realized that it had been Lacy and Ian all this while. They managed to fool her all this years, but not anymore…

Remi took screenshots of the photo and posted it on her story for their mutual friends to see that it was even her husband that Bernice was having an affair with and claiming her son as her own. Remi wanted their mutual friends to see how awful and shameless Bernice was.

Bernice immediately deleted the post. Remi sneered when she saw this. She got up from the couch in the parlor, went to the kitchen and instructed the chef, "Valerie, throw the food, snacks and cake away.”

“But ma’am, they haven’t gotten spoiled yet.” Valerie said, frowning and wondering why Remi would do that. Remi was hardly at home, and today that she made this for Ian for his birthday, how could she throw it away?

“I know. Just do as you’re being told.” Remi responded and walked away while Valerie nodded.

The food lay untouched, the steam long gone, leaving only a lifeless chill—just like her marriage, tasteless and cold.

Remi thought, ‘Why not just divorce Lacy? I can't be with him anymore’ After that, she headed upstairs to the bedroom.

Her friends already saw the post on her story and chatted her. As she was replying to their chat, she heard hurried footsteps outside and the door sprang open.

Lacy came in with a frown on his face. He violently grabbed her wrist and asked, "Why do you have to pick on Bernice now that she's getting better?"

Lacy, her husband, felt like a whole stranger to her at that moment. But they had been living together for seven years.

"Me, picking on her?" Remi laughed. "She deserves it. You promise me yesterday that we were going to spend time with Ian today as it was his birthday. But what did you do? You spend it with your mistress and…don’t get me angry Lacy. I even took my time to decorate and-“