CHAPTER FOUR
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The moment the pen hit the paper, it felt like the whole world had come crashing down on me.
"Congratulations, Mr. King. Mrs. King." The lawyer smiled and shook our hands. "The divorce has been finalized."
"Thank you, Sir." Dominic said with a bright smile.
He looked happy, while I was dying inside.
I walked outside and he was right behind me, my chest felt heavy as he walked towards Yasmine with an exciting smile.
He whispered something in her ear which made her smile grow wider as she kissed him excitedly.
He turned to me, "You can pick up your things from the house, and leave by the end of the week. I and Yasmine will offer you a ride back home, I'm sure she wouldn't mind, right baby?"
"Of course," She said with a sickly sweet voice.
I sat in the backseat of his car, while another woman sat in my rightful position, in my spot, on the passenger seat, as she was going to be his wife now.
She turned to me and gave me a sweet smile. "I'm sorry about this, but if it makes you feel better, I will take good care of him."
She knew exactly what to say to hurt me. "Don't worry about that, honey. Hailey is no longer my problem."
His words hurt like a bullet, and I winced. The b***h turned around, and smiled at him.
He reached for her hand and kissed it.
The gesture hurt.
They talked and laughed, and they were in their own world, not paying attention to the woman who had her heart ripped out of her chest, by the same man.
Dominic was laughing effortlessly and wholeheartedly, something he has never done throughout our three years of marriage.
I knew the moment the divorce was finalized, the moment the marriage was over, it was the end of my life.
Yasmine is going to replace me, and Dominic is going to forget about me.
I knew I'd lost him, but the pain of having him snatched away from me was still unbearable.
I closed my eyes, and allowed the tears to flow, as silent sobs wracked my body. I was left with nothing, the love of my life, my hard earned money, and even the house was not mine. The same house he bought in my name after our wedding.
The pain was so great, the betrayal cut deep, and the rejection was agonizing. He did with her in a few minutes, what I begged him to do with me for three whole years.
I closed my eyes, controlling the urge to scream out, or jump out of the car and run.
I wanted to escape the pain.
Suddenly, the car started going at a dangerous speed.
"Slow down, babe. You are going too fast," Yasmine said.
His eyes were wide as he tried to control the car. "I can't control it, I think the brakes aren't working."
"What?" Yasmine screamed and held onto the door handle.
The car swerved dangerously and Yasmine screamed, and I held onto the door handle.
"Dominic, please do something!"
"I'm trying!" He yelled and tried to regain control of the car.
The car continued going at a faster speed and swerved to the side of the road.
I braced myself for the impact and the car crashed another car that was coming towards us, before everything went black.
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My head throbbed as I struggled to open my eyes. I heard sounds and voices, but I couldn't understand what they were saying.
We were still stuck in the car while people tried to pull us out.
Someone was crying and screaming. "Dominic!" It was Yasmine.
My eyes were still heavy and it took all the strength I could muster up, to open them.
"Dominic," Yasmine was screaming, in the front seat.
He unbuckled his seat belt and started shaking her. "Baby, are you okay? Can you hear me?"
"I'm scared." She cried.
I felt a sharp pain in my belly, "Please help me, my stomach hurts so much," I groaned.
My pleas were ignored as Dominic helped Yasmine out of the car instead, I watched in pain as they walked away from the car, leaving me.
I tried to unbuckle my seat belt, but it wouldn't budge.
"Help me, please." I called out, as the pain grew greater.
"Please help me. I'm pregnant."
No one could hear me.
The ambulance arrived, and I was finally pulled out of the car, and rushed to the hospital.
My heart beat increased and I started feeling nauseous, and the pain in my stomach worsened.
"Please, you have to help me save my baby." I cried.
"Ma'am, what's your name?"
"Hailey."
"Okay, Hailey, we are going to help you. Just hold on. We are almost there."
"Thank you."
They wheeled me into the emergency room and left me there.
The doctors and nurses ran around trying to get things prepared, while I lay on the bed in excruciating pain. They gave me some pain medicine which relieved the pains.
One of the doctors approached me and smiled. "Hailey, can you tell me how far along are you in your pregnancy?"
"Six weeks."
They immediately got to work, and an ultrasound machine was wheeled to the room.
"I need you to keep still, Hailey." One of the nurses said, and inserted a needle into my hand.
"Just relax, everything will be okay." She reassured me, but I couldn't calm down.
My heart was beating out of my chest and my head was hurting.
"Your baby is fine, and there is no bleeding. I'm glad you are okay." The doctor said.
I felt a wave of relief wash over me. My baby was safe. The only thing I had left name, my only hope.
"Thank you, Doctor." I said and he smiled and left the room.
Memories of the accident and Dominic flooded my mind. If I wasn't sure that he hated me before, after this incident, he surely does.
He saved her. He left me to die and didn't even look back. No remorse, no second thoughts.
Anger that I've never felt in my life bubbled deep in my chest, and I wished I could turn back time and undo all the decisions I have made, all the mistakes I've committed.
How did I ever get married to such a heartless man?
I would have died, and my baby would have been gone.
I was done fighting for a marriage that didn't even matter, a marriage that almost cost me my life and the life of my baby. I have been nothing but a fool. A fool who allowed herself to be taken advantage of.
After all the things I've done, and all the chances I gave him, he still didn't love me.
A single tear ran down my face. I was a failure.
It took me almost three years, but I finally understood that Dominic never loved me, and I couldn't keep fighting for something that was never meant to be.
I was going to leave the country and it's painful memories behind. I would raise my child alone and far away, and no one would ever be able to break me or use me again.
Never again will I give myself completely to someone who didn't value it. Never again would I trust someone the way I trusted Dominic.
For myself and my baby's sake, I had to leave and start a new life, a new beginning.
My baby would never have to know about the heartbreak and pain of the past.
This was the beginning of a new era.
I would live and protect my child no matter the cost.
No matter how long, or how hard the road was, I would travel it alone.
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