Just One Kiss, before divorcing me

CH 6

Rin

She walked into Wil’s office the next morning at 9am and stood staring at him. He smiled up at her as if nothing in the world was wrong, “Good morning Marrin.”

“Is it really?” she stated right back to the man, who had tried to dupe her into signing her life away. “I’ve made amendments to the divorce papers. Calvin will either like it and lump it or we can go to court and make it messy,” she stated as she leaned over and put the papers on the desk.

“What?” Wil frowned, “that divorce is in order, you get everything you’ve had for the past three years.”

“Do I now?” she stated, and turned the page to where it stated everything would be given to her the day after the divorce was officially finalised. Which was the day after she was to fly out to Italy. “I don’t think I’ll get anything with that statement.”

“Of course you will. It’s a legal and binding document.”

“Oh, and just when will I be living in the house, seeing as Calvin had decided to send me away overseas to never come back.”

“What are you talking about Marrin, I don’t understand.” He huffed.

“Oh don’t you, I’m not some dumb bimbo, that I can’t see that holiday he has given me, is one way. There is no return ticket, just a month in Italy with no return to the states. He’s sending me away for good. So that house, just when would I live in it if I’m not to come back. I guess he never thought I’d really look at the planned trip.”

“Marrin, that is not what is going on here.”

“I believe it is. So, seeing as he wants me gone, I’ll go, but I have three conditions for him to be rid of me. If I’m to disappear from my life and my friends, as he so clearly has decided that this is in his best interest, I guess.” She turned to the page of amendments she’d created.

“One, I want that house value in cash, he can keep the house. Do whatever he wants with it,” she stated flatly. “It’s just a house to him and to me, it's not a home. Its only value is money to him. So, cash instead of the house, and I want the settlement date to be one week prior to my leaving, to make sure he doesn’t just conveniently leave me broke, in an unknown country unable to support myself.”

She saw Wil frown. Yes, she knew how to play hardball. “Two, I want Calvin to pick me up and take me to the airport himself and not some chauffeur. He, himself, drove me there. I want him to get out of the car and get my luggage out, and put it next to me on the footpath. If he wants to send me away, then he can bloody do it himself, in person.” She pointed to the clause. “I think I’ve earned that much, don’t you?”

“Three, I want him to kiss me goodbye at the airport, just one kiss.” She muttered, hating herself for wanting that from him, but that man had the audacity to try and send her away, and not even tell her it was for good. That he wasn’t having her come back, she understood him and his one-way plane ticket. So she would hit him back in the same manner and make him do something he didn’t want to do.

Wil was just staring at her. She knew he’d been the one to write their marriage contract and that no kiss clause was in it. “He won’t do that Marrin.” Wil shook his head.

“Yes, he will, he’s a billionaire, and I, a lonely orphan he took advantage of. That’s how it will go in court,” she rapped out.

Wil was glaring at her now. “Are you so cruel, Marrin? That you’d drag him through the mud over a single kiss?”

“Yes, apparently I’m petty, and I’m angry that he sees fit to rid me of my life and friends, send me away to a place where I don’t speak the language and leave me there, abandon me to an unknown country. I think some compensation is in order for that to happen.”

Wil looked more than angry now with her. “I don’t care for your expression, William, it’s just one kiss, and I’ll be gone from his life and never come back. He’ll be seen as the doting husband sending his wife off on a trip is all. If anyone sees it happen, it will not harm his reputation, likely only make him look more loving and caring. He can suck it up,” she snapped. “Just one kiss before divorcing me. I don’t think it’s that hard a thing to do. He can take it or leave it. I’ll sign that right now in front of you if he agrees.”

“Right now?” he asked.

“Yes.” She stated “I’ll leave like he wants, he’ll never have to see me again. The last time he will ever have to look at me is when I walk into that airport. I’ll wait, you call him.” She stated, and walked over to sit on the couch in his office. She would wait, it was a bloody bluff and she knew it.

She’d never drag him through court, but she would make him think so, and she would get just one kiss from the man she loved before leaving and never seeing him ever again.

“I’ve not seen this side of you before,” Wil muttered.

“Not many do,” she answered him, “but you all forget I’ve always been on my own, can deal with anything thrown at me. Including being kicked out of the country. But I will go on my own terms, not his.”

She heard him sigh a little on the heavy side and watched him make the phone call to Calvin, tell him not only was she in his office, she had made amendments to the divorce papers. He read them out, and looked right at her afterwards. She knew Calvin was upstairs in his office on the 15th floor.

She didn’t think he was going to come down here and yell and scream at her. She also didn’t think that her demands were that unreasonable. The only thing she’d actually changed was the house for cash. He had billions. What that house was worth was probably a pittance to him, pocket change, or he’d make back in a day on interest.

There was silence for a solid three minutes and then Wil disconnected the call and looked right at her. “He agrees, will sign this today himself, after you do, and I’ll courier over your copy of it.”

“Right.” she nodded and got up, walked over and took the pen he was holding out to her and signed her name as Marrin Reeves for the last time. She pulled her letter of resignation out of her handbag and handed it to him. “You can deal with that.” She stated, “My end is done.” And she turned and walked from the office.

“What is it?” he called after her.

“My resignation.” She called right back over her shoulder.

She returned to her home and looked at her funds. She’d made enough money as Marilyn Riddley to afford to put a deposit down on a house of her own. She would start looking for that today. And when that divorce settlement came in, she would pay it all in one go and finally own something of her own; that no one could take away from her. The only question was where did she want to go and what scenery did she want around her to help with her creativeness.

All she did know was she wasn't going to have a house near the ocean, so she supposed that one thought helped her with her decision no state that bordered the ocean. If not the ocean, then it had to be a forest or mountain, maybe on a river. She wondered if she could get all of those things in a new place to live. She would find somewhere quiet and out of the way, a place where no one knew Calvin Reeves or what his ex-wife looked like. She just needed a small cottage really, somewhere she could be alone with her thoughts. She'd always been on her own, so living alone in the middle of nowhere would probably suit her quite well.

But where was that quiet place going to be?