Phoebe's POV
My phone vibrated on the bedside table, I quickly climbed out of the bed and took my phone and my clothes to the bathroom. I didn't want to wake up the handsome guy sleeping next to me.
" Hello..." I whispered as I put on my clothes.
" Oh, thank God you're fine! I have been calling you for hours! You went to the bathroom and then disappeared! Where are you?" Emma asked me.
" Yeah, about that... I'm sorry but I can't talk right now, I'm heading to the hotel room, can we meet there?" I said to her.
" I'm already here... I'll wait for you," she said.
" Okay, I'll see you in a bit," I said to her.
I had put on my clothes, but couldn't find my underwear anywhere. I saw the guy turning on the bed, and I froze, hoping and praying that he didn't wake up.
This is literally the wildest thing I have ever done in my life. I had a one-night stand with a stranger and then went on to have weird dreams about it. Still, I needed to get out before anyone saw me.
I took my heels and walked to the lift, I was glad to find that it didn't need a fingerprint scanner to open from the inside.
I don't know who that man is. Even though he is handsome, I have just signed my divorce papers, and the ink hasn't even dried. Now that everyone knows about our divorce, I don't want people to think that the divorce was my fault, which is why I cannot be seen with any man.
So, leaving him like this is for the best. We don't even know each other's names. This way, we will ensure a clean getaway, no need to have an awkward morning after.
The way I see this, we both got what we wanted from each other. There's no need to make this something it's not. I looked at my watch, and it was almost mid-day. That means that I only had a few hours to get to the airport or lose my flight.
I walked to the hotel, only to find it swamped with journalists, I paid no mind to them, I am no celebrity and since everyone now knows that I Ashton and I are divorced, they would have no interest in a nobody like me. I walked to the lift and pressed the call button.
" Is that her?" I heard someone talking behind me. I didn't say anything, I figured that they must be talking about someone else.
When the lift opened, I went inside and pressed the button.
" They said that she's staying here, it must be here..." Another person said.
" Hey everyone, Mrs. Turner is over here..." The other yelled out, and suddenly, all of the reporters turned and looked at me. They ran towards me just as the lift was closing.
" Damn you, Ashton!" I yelled as the lift went up.
The humiliation he gave me last night was not enough. The only way those reporters would know where I was is if someone told them. Since I used my card to pay for the hotel, Ashton must have seen it.
I hurried to my room and unlocked the door. Emma was already inside.
" Phoebe... What's wrong? Why are you running?" she asked me.
" That jerk! He told the reporters that I am staying here, and now they're basically waiting to ambush me downstairs, I have to catch a flight in less than two hours. How am I supposed to leave unnoticed?" I said to her.
" Don't worry, I can handle that... I just want to know about last night. Where were you?" she asked me.
" I'm sorry for ditching you last night, but I bumped into some guy, he was hurt, he needed my help so I helped to get him to his room, one thing led to another and the next thing, I woke up in his bed," I said and took off my clothes, walking to the bathroom, Emma followed me.
" I'm not sure I understand, so you actually hooked up with a stranger?" she asked me, she looked surprised.
" Emma, I don't know what happened, I hardly remember any of that..." I said to her.
" Wow, you actually slept with someone else... What's his name?" she asked me.
" I don't know..." I said to her.
" What do you mean you don't know? Is he at least handsome?" she asked me.
" Well, he was sleeping when I left, but from what I could see, he is a looker," I said to her.
" So... are you planning on seeing him again?" she asked.
" No, last night was a mistake... Besides, even if I wanted to see him again, it wouldn't happen, I am leaving for Berlise in less that two hours, we are probably not going to see each other again," I said to her.
" Berlise? Why would you want to go there?" she said to me.
" I don't want to, but as part of my divorce, Ashton gave me the Brady Estate as part of our divorce, I have to go there," I said.
Just as we were talking, I heard a loud sound coming from outside. I would know that sound anywhere. It is the sound of a Harley Davidson passing by. I smiled.
" Hmmm, now that you're divorced, do you think that you're going to get yourself a motorbike?" Emma asked with a smile.
Before I married Ashton. I used to own a Harley Davidson, but when we got married, he told me that he feared for my safety and made me sell my motorbike.
" Right now, I can't even afford to buy a bicycle, let alone a bike worth hundreds of thousands," I said and went into the shower.
While I was in the shower, I heard loud voices. It was Emma and another familiar male voice. It sounded like they were arguing. I quickly made my way of the shower only to find Emma at the door, arguing with Ashton.
" I told you, she doesn't want to see you!" Emma said to him, her voice was cold as ice.
" I don't care what she wants! Tell her to get her ass out of here, or she'll be sorry, you'll both be sorry!" he angrily said to Emma.
" Ashton Turner, I am Emmelia Brown, the heiress of the Brown dynasty, and I am not afraid of you!" she said to him.
" Fine, maybe I can't do anything to you, but Phoebe, I can still make things very hard for her..." he said.
" Enough!" I said and went to the door.
I looked at Ashton, and the more I looked at me, the more changed. He was no longer the young man who was shy to even tell me how he felt, no longer that boy who worked three jobs just to get me the necklace I liked.
Back then, neither of us had money, but we were definitely at our happiest. Now that there's money, he looks at me with disdain in his eyes, like I was less than the thing on the bottom of his shoes.
" Phoebe, you don't have to talk to him if you don't want to," Emma said to me. She looked worried.
" It's fine... I promise," I said to her.
" Fine, I'll get us something to drink," she said and dug into her purse. She took out a taser and put it into my hand.
" If he tries anything, just use this," she said, glaring at Ashton.
" Don't worry, I can take care of myself," I said to her.
She walked out, and I walked back in, Ashton followed me inside. He roughly grabbed my arms and pulled me hard, I landed on his hard chest, and I looked up and met his Icy gaze.
Once his eyes looked warm and tender, they burnt a fire full of passion. Now, they hold nothing but cold and stern aura.
" What game are you playing at?" He said to me with a hard and icy tone.
" If I remember correctly, playing games is more of your thing," I said and wiggled myself out of his arms, but he wouldn't let me.
" You leaked the story about our divorce, I have been getting calls all morning, and board members are worried. You're trying to ruin the company, aren't you? That is why you are doing all of this, right? You're trying to get back at me, isn't it? You're just jealous of Melody because she is so much better than you," he said to me.
I wanted to tell him that I didn't do this, that this was all Melody's doing, but I know that it would be useless. In his eyes, I'm always the only guilty party. Ever since Melody came back into his life, I have been taking the fall for everything she does.
If I thought that telling him the truth would help, then I would, but I know better. I know that he wouldn't believe it, so I didn't bother, I did the only thing I could manage to do, and I let out a bitter laugh. Which only made him angrier. He tightened his grip on my arm.
" So, you're not even denying it? I can't believe that you're willing to destroy everything we have worked so hard for! You're selfish. The biggest mistake in my life was marrying you!" he said to me.
I was angry, not angry because of what he said to me, but angry that even after a decade, Ashton doesn't know me at all. If he did, he would have known that I couldn't do something like this. I would never hurt him or the company on purpose.
His gaze went on my neck, and before I could even tell what was happening, he had pinned my back against the wall with my hands above my head.
" Not only do you dare to cheat on me, but you don't even try to hide it! " he said, looking into my eyes with rage. Like, was he about to strangle me to death.
" What the hell are you talking about," I said to him.
He didn't say anything, he grabbed my hand and pulled me into the bathroom, he stood behind me, facing the mirror, he pointed at the hickey's on my neck and collarbone.
" How dare you!" he said and put his lips on my shoulder and bit me.
" Ashton... you're hurting me, " I said to him. He stopped biting. He had left a mark on me.
" You're such a whore..." he said to me.
Slap!
I didn't even know what I was doing till my hand hit his face hard across the face.
" Ashton, last night... You made me sign the divorce papers, right after you told me that you're having a child with another woman. So what if I was with another man? Our marriage is over, you were the one who betrayed our marriage first! As for Melody, I don't even think of her, let alone be jealous of her. " I said to him.
Anger filled his eyes, he grabbed my neck. " Are you saying that you're better than Melody?" he said to me.
" Yes," I said without hesitation.
Which only made him laugh. His laugh wasn't because of humor, it was all sacarsm.
" You will never be like her. She will always be better than you," he said,
" Until our divorce is finalized, you are still Mrs. Turner, behave yourself," he continued to stay.