Get Me Married

Chapter 57: Leaving the chase mansion

GENESIS

Tears came running down my cheeks and I didn’t even realize it till I had to wipe my cheeks. Being there was breaking every fiber I had and destroying everything I had thought I had one by one. I realized that I only had myself, no one else cared about me, none loved me, neither was anyone truly concerned. I was on my own without a true friend in that house. I still didn’t understand how my life took such a drastic turn. From Genesis who was loved by her friends and family and even Nate to Genesis who was married to a man who didn’t care about me but that of his mistress. Jordan didn’t only cheat, he had lied and deceived me, he had played me and hurt me so deeply.

To think I was going to help him see Samantha for who she truly was, I had forgiven all the terrible things he did to me like they were nothing and had tolerated all he had been doing because I wanted to be strong for my parents and Ava and myself. But I couldn’t take it all, how can I live in such a place that was void of love or empathy. A place where I would be treated worse than I have ever been treated in my life.

1 packed the little I could, just a few clothes, and picked up my bag. I turned to the door and pulled my box along without even changing from my nighties. Angrily, I stormed out of my room and down the stairs and headed for the entrance of the house.

“Genesis…” I heard Jordan’s voice calling out to me but I didn’t look away, neither did I look back. I kept walking when strong hands held my arm and pulled me. I bumped into Jordan but I pushed him off with so much strength, he had almost hit the ground, then I turned to the door.

“What are you doing?” He asked and tried holding me again, but I shrugged away and pushed myself away from him.

“Genesis…” He held my box

“What are you doing? You can’t leave” he added and I turned him with hard eyes.

“What do you think I am doing?” I asked him while glaring hard at him.

“I am leaving your house, I am leaving your life” I added and pulled my box away from him. But he held it again and made me turn to him.

“You can’t do that”

“This is what you wanted. You and Samantha wanted me away and far from your life. I was so stupid to not have listened and just leave. Remain happy with your criminal of a girlfriend” I yelled and pushed him. Then I turned to the door and walked away.

Guards patrolling the house were shocked to see me outside and undressed but I didn’t care.

“Genesis…we can talk about all this” I heard Jordan calling out and trailing behind me but I turned to my driver.

“Get me out of here”

the driver’s end of the car. I lifted my box so I could place it inside when Jordan held it and pulled it away

and that

say oh great Jordan?”

my wife and almost had thugs take away my

setting you free from this drama of a marriage” I added and attempted to take my box from him but he pulled it out of my

love her and you know that, how do you expect that I send her to jail?”

you want to. Just let me go” I said somewhat exhausted and hurt. But he still refused to

waiting for me but Jordan was already at the door of the driver’s seat. He banged his

“Don’t move an

go” I yelled

Jordan warned him and that got him scared. Jordan was his boss after all and if he says he should stay, he

about all this” Jordan started hitting at the door of the car, pleading for me to open up. I glared at the driver and came down just

The staffs are all staring” he rushed in on me. I glared at him again, he cared more about what the staff thought than what I was truly feeling. But what exactly was I expecting. I

gate. If I couldn’t use the car, I could as well walk. All I knew was that I didn’t want to be in the same place as him. He called out to me countless times, he

was walking fast and angry. Fortunately, it

to me and the loud thuds of my fast-beating heart. I had

again. Then he held my other arm and stared down at me with his chest rising

said lowly, his voice was boarse

continued and ran his hands down my arms while I simply siarcd at him knowing that no

don’t. But don’t leave like this, it’s late, you are underdressed and

are my wife, let’s talk about this” he

moved me. I would have listened to him and have a little hope that we could live out our lives together for at least five years in nothing but peace, care, and concern. His heart belonged to someone else

words. The tone of his voice was like a caring husband, a husband who could love me. But I knew

my tone was lower and less

replied

that house. Jordan you hurt me at every turn” I yelled. He looked away and let go of my arms as those words had

my home when your mistress and you had joined hands together