Chapter 2 Walking out of His Life

AMELIA'S POV

"I hope you regret this, Bryan," I mumbled but he simply stared at me with a blank expression. I took in a deep breath as I straightened my shoulders, gathering whatever dignity that I had left in me.

Whatever had always caused my miscarriages was probably from this house anyway.

"I'll sign them," I said and walked into the bedroom but I didn't miss the amused smile on Patricia's face as she watched me.

Before I could shut the door, I heard a sharp voice from behind me and I froze in my tracks.

"You should leave tonight," Victoria's voice cut through the silence and I instinctively let out a soft chuckle as I realized that it was her long wish after all.

I turned to see her mother-in-law standing by the hallway with her arms crossed and a satisfied look on her face. She had always wanted me out of the way.

She claimed that I had no right to stand by Bryan. Who did she think she was?

"Of course, you're here," I muttered with an amused expression even though I was bubbling with anger from inside.

Victoria stepped forward as she approached me, her expensive heels clicking against the floor with a smug smile on her lips.

"I told you from the beginning, Amelia darling. You weren't fit to be a part of the Montgomery family. You've been thrown out like the wretch you are." She said with a happy expression on her face and my jaw clenched in anger.

"And now you're getting exactly what you wanted. You have every reason to celebrate." I replied with an indifferent expression and she smirked in amusement as she stepped closer to me.

"You should be very grateful. Bryan is being generous. He's allowing you to walk away as quietly as possible." She muttered and I could have sworn I heard something snap within me.

Quietly? He had thrown me out like trash and he was being generous?

"I won't cause a scene if that's what you're worried about," I replied with a cold expression as my grip on the doorknob tightened and she scoffed before nodding in satisfaction.

"Good."

I turned away as I walked into the bedroom with my heart in my throat. My hands were shaking as I grabbed a suitcase and started throwing my clothes in.

This wasn't how it was supposed to end. This wasn't what he had promised me the day he proposed. He swore to stay by my side forever. He swore that he loved me no matter what. Those vows, were they nothing but mere words?

I loved him dearly. Truly, deeply, and foolishly. I dreamt of a life together with him every day. Whenever I got pregnant, I prayed that it lasted because I wanted a family with him.

A future together with him and our child.

But he had stolen that from me.

My hand instinctively moved to rest on my stomach as I bit my lips in despair. He doesn't even know that I'm pregnant again for him.

I was dejected and when I sighted a vase standing by the bed stand, I flung it across the wall. I didn't care anymore. I didn't matter anymore anyway. I grabbed the next one and threw it again, the shattering sound making me feel at ease.

Tears burned my eyes, but I forced myself to swallow them down as I looked at the room that was once ours. Knowing that he would sleep on it with Patricia made my chest tighten.

"You will not cry for him. Not anymore." I mumbled to myself but froze when I heard someone's voice.

"Aww, cute," Patricia said as she stood by the door and watched me with a smile on her face.

I didn't acknowledge her presence as I zipped up her suitcase and placed the divorce documents on the table. My heart was cold the moment I signed the documents and placed the pen on top of the paper.

Finally.

"You know, Bryan and I have been-"

"I don't care, Patricia." I cut her off as I grabbed my suitcase but she immediately stepped in front of me with a smile.

"Oh, but I do. And I wanna tell you. So you will listen. Bryan and I have been... you know, going at it for a while now, and guess what? I'm pregnant!" She said with a giggle and all I wanted to do was slam the suitcase on her head.

She was intentionally rubbing salts on my wound but I won't let her get to me.

"Congratulations. A cheat and a slut? What a perfect combination." I muttered and the moment her face twisted, I smiled in victory. She was a fool to think I would cry because of that.

Before she could speak, I took out the wedding ring from my finger, set it on the table with the papers, and then shoved her aside as I walked out of the room.

I walked out of the house without glancing back. I didn't want to see his face every day again. Not after this betrayal. And I would make sure he regretted this decision of his.

I didn't care how, I didn't know how. But I would make him pay for throwing me out like trash. Walking out of the house, I felt more free than ever. I would raise this child on my own and give it a good life.

Without him.

I headed down the road as I decided to start a new chapter of my life. I saw a car driving towards me at speed, so I moved to the other end, but to my surprise, it followed after me.

Whoever was in that car was after me. There was no place to run to or hide. I abandoned my suitcase and started to run but who was I against a speeding car?

One moment, I was running. The next moment, I was hit by the car as I slammed to the ground, my hand moving to protect my stomach in desperation.

Then something was placed over my head and everything went black.