P R O L O G U E

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Letting him go...

"Let's stop this, Jethro I don't have a value for you, why are you still making me want to leave me? Let's split up." He's getting the most out of my waist.

"No. Nothing is leaving. Nothing will break. You're just here." Do I need to slap him? I hate him so much! Please Jet, stop pretending that you care for me.

"What is it! I don't understand you anymore. What do you like huh? I'm still staying here para ano? Para makita kang paulit-ulit na mambabae?! Is that what you want ha I stay here to see me hurt?!"

Hindi ko na kaya Jet, pagod na pagod na ko. Ayoko na! Ayoko ko ng masaktan, ayoko ng umiyak, ayoko ng makita ka kahit kailan, totoo nga ang kasabihan ang kakambal ng pagmamahal ay ang masaktan ka.

I took that change to leave his hug so much.

I'm running out I can't even try to get my things out of hurry.

"Rissa, Rissa, Come back please I love you please I love you so much." Heard bowls and said it while it's crying but I just ignored it. He loves me? Tss. Liar!

If he loves me he wouldn't have been hurting my feelings again.

And I don't know what to do?

Why Jet? Why are you doing this to me? I just loved you? Can't you return my love for you? Do I deserve this? I D O N' T. I don't deserve this kind of pain. I don't want to. I'm so tired. That's right. I had enough. This is enough. I'm Rissalyn Montez and my husband is Jethro Clyde Montero and I am his desperate wife.

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