James was still in shock. He had always believed that Alisha loved him as much as he loved her. But It seems that's not the case.
The idea of a divorce was unimaginable to him. It was just a few days ago that they had shared an incredibly passionate night together, and he could tell how addicted she was to their lovemaking.
He silently wished that this surprise visit from his in-laws was some sort of cruel joke, but as he looked at the divorce papers again and again and recognized Alisha's handwriting, reality hit him.
He has been jilted.
"Do you believe it now? You simp!" Kate mocked.
"You have only but tonight to pack your things and get going. Idiot." Henry added.
Alisha had told him that she had been working late at the office recently, using that as an excuse for her continuous absence.
Now, it all made sense to him. The truth was hitting him hard. His wife, whom he loved deeply, had signed those divorce papers without his knowledge or consent.
To make matters worse, it was their wedding anniversary but Alisha was not home yet. Where could she be?
James hurriedly left their presence with the documents and rode his electric bike to Emerald Multisource Cooperation, where his wife worked. The company was just a 10-minute ride away.
Emerald Multisource Cooperation is a massive 113-story skyscraper. It was located at Main Street Park Avenue, in the central city of Emerald Falls making it hard to miss.
It is a versatile company that offers a wide range of products and services. One of the most significant companies in Emerald Falls, managed by the influential Sterling family, known for their wealth and power.
This is why every other company in Emerald Falls is aiming to sign a deal with them or even secure a job there.
Alisha had managed to climb the ranks within the company, which had happened rather suddenly.
James wondered if this rapid rise in her career was somehow connected to her divorcing him.
Perhaps she might be having an affair with one of her bosses in the company.
He took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down.
The place was quiet, and it seemed like everyone had finished work for the day.
But why was his wife's car still parked right in the front of the building?
The building was not closed yet, so he decided to go to her office.
You're not allowed to get in there," one of the security men on duty shouted at him.
"I beg your pardon?" James managed to say.
"I wasn't speaking to a ghost when I said that earlier," came the reply.
"Um… I need to see my wife."
"What's a loser like you doing here? Your kind isn't welcome," the second guard taunted.
"Your wife is too good for the likes of you. She's better off without you."
"Even if you found your wife, she'd probably be embarrassed by you."
"You look like a pig, get lost," another security man added.
And the others burst out laughing.
James didn't recognize their faces, but he saw their names written on their badge and he made sure to take a mental picture of it.
He managed to get in, thanks to one of the night guards who recognized him and allowed him in.
When he reached the office of his wife, he stopped to listen from the door.
A man was whispering seductively into Alisha's ear. "Baby, you know what you have to do right? Make sure you divorce that loser and I promise I'll marry you. Not only that, but you'll be the manager of the company in no time."
Alisha replied softly, "I know, sweetie."
The man smirked. "Baby, you deserve someone who appreciates your beauty, someone like me, who is ready to spend on you."
"Awwww-nnn," Alisha exclaimed enticingly.
At this point, James was boiling with anger.
Alisha was hesitant. "I just hope he signs those divorce papers tonight. So I can start a new life with you."
"He has no choice."
The man went ahead to ask Alisha for a kiss. He wanted this as a sign that she was committed to him.
"Kiss me, baby."
Even though James was furious, he couldn't do anything except listen from outside as his wife, Alisha, kissed the man.
Unable to contain his emotions any longer, James forcefully kicked the door open.
Inside, he saw his wife sitting on another man's lap, and they were holding each other romantically. Her shirt's bottoms were halfway undone, revealing a part of her bra.
Alisha stood up awkwardly, her face was overeaten with guilt. She instinctively tries to hide her face from James, covering it with her hands as she realizes the consequences of her actions.
She looked extremely surprised and scared because she didn't expect James to be in her workplace at this moment not to talk of finding out about her secret affair with her male lover.
"James! Why are you here and what do you want?" She managed to ask him.
James let out a bitter and scornful laugh. "So it's true, Alisha! All this time, you told me you were working late, and this is what you've been doing?"
Her face turned red. "It's… it's not what you think, James."
The man recognized James, but he still had the audacity to angrily order him to leave.
"Get the f*** out, you b*stard."
James didn't move an inch instead he stared at Alisha who was exceptionally beautiful. She had a stunning face with mesmerizing features that could make anyone fall for her. Her skin was smooth and flawless, like porcelain, and her body had tempting curves that accentuated her classiness.
The man was none other than Jaxon, the heir apparent to the Sterling Dynasty. As in the next in line as the head of the family.
The Sterling family is one of the wealthiest families in the whole of Emerald Falls. Known for their wealth and influence. They have Multi-million dollar Companies running under their family name and everyone respects and fears them.
His father, known as Mr. Thomas Sterling, held the position of CEO at Emerald Multisource Cooperation. This meant that Jaxon had the authority to promote and demote anyone within the company.
This is why Alisha's family had forced her to divorce James and accept the marriage proposal from the Sterlings.
They thought marrying Jaxon would make their family richer and they would be respected in the whole of Emerald Falls.
Marrying Jaxon was a way to get a better position as the manager. After all, Jaxon's father was the CEO at Emerald Multisource Cooperation, the company where Alisha worked.
Jaxon was furious.
'How dare this failure spoil the intimate moment he was having just now.'
He swung his fist to hit James, but James quickly dodged and in return, kicked him hard on the stomach, making him feel pain and stumble back.
"How dare you touch me?"
Alisha was surprised, she had always thought James was a weakling who couldn't fight for himself.
Now very angry, Jaxon tried to slap James in the face, but James stopped the slap with his arm and punched his jaw.
"You will pay for this you son of a b*stard!"
Jaxon grabbed a flowerpot nearby and tried to hit James. But James took it from him and broke it on his forehead instead and blood started oozing.
"Ahhhhhhhhh!" Jaxon started screaming as he fell to the ground trying to cover his already bleeding face.
James wanted to continue beating him, but Alisha intervened and stopped him.
"James, please stop it. Do you want to kill him?"
James, realizing things had gone too far, finally signed the 'Divorce Agreement Paper' and threw it at the both of them.
Since that was what she wanted.
He left the office angrily without saying anything further.
Outside the company, James dialed a number. After a moment, a man's voice answered from the other end, asking, "Who's this?"
James replied, "Uncle, it's your nephew… And I'm ready to come home."
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