One More Chance
Chapter 64: The Divorce Papers

~~Sadness has me at the end of the line. Helpless, I watched you break this heart of mine. And all you have to do was apologize and mean it, but you didn't say you're sorry, I don't understand. You don't care that you hurt me. You didn't love me enough, my heart may never mend. And you'll never get to love me, it's too late, it's over now~~~

-Nina Garrido-

I turned around to open the door to my room but to my surprise, he grabbed my hand again and what he did next was kinda shocked me.

A loud gasped escaped my lips as he pressed me against the wall before capturing my lips. He kissed me hard and aggressively that almost leaves me short of breath.

My eyes widened in shock and confusion. I tried to push him, but he was too strong that he didn't even move, instead, he held my waist and drew me closer to him.

Our chest made a hard impact as they collided and caused me to moan in pain, which he took as an opportunity to invade my mouth and kissed me deeply and hungrily.

I really wanted to shout at that moment, push him and get away from his grip, but it's all useless as he held the back of my head to angle his lips. His other hand also started roaming on my back, touching and kneading my skin up and down.

After a few seconds, I just found myself responding to his kiss. I know I'm not drunk, but I couldn't explain as to why my heart and soul wanted what's happening between me and Luke at the moment, despite how my mind screaming at me to stop. They seemed drunker than my body and sanity.

The moment I responded to his kiss, he seemed to be stunned for a few seconds, but then the kiss continued. I melted into his embrace that caused my legs to wobble and turned them like jelly. But to my surprise, he put his knee in between my legs and held me still to support my weight.

I threw my hands around his neck and closed my eyes, returning his hungry kisses as demanding as he does. It has been a long time since I felt his embrace, his kiss and the unexplained excitement that surged my body. The warmth of his touch seemed like electricity flowing through my veins down to my spine that slowly bringing life to my already cold blood.

An exciting moan escaped my lips when he pulled me closer to his body. I held my breath when he leaned down. His lips kissing their way down to my throat as he bites the skin of my neck and on the blade of my shoulder, leaving them red bruised-like marks.

I was standing there in the hallway, in front of my room, kissing my husband back and was getting close to losing my sanity, but suddenly I froze.

I froze when I heard him moan and all of a sudden all the hurtful scenes and memories of him with her came back to me. My mouth hung open, gasping for air as the tears began to form around my eyes.

And that pulled me back to my senses. I didn't wait for a second and pushed him that almost make him lose his balance.

"No!" I uttered, still chasing my breath.

The frown on his forehead showed how shocked he was by my actions, but I shook my head and stared at him as the tears already rolled down my face. It wasn't just the memories that came back, but also the pain. I didn't know that the most painful goodbye is that even if you haven't heard it yet, but your heart already felt it.

"No... no! We can't do this! I can't do this! Not now and maybe not anymore!"

I said, wiping my neck with my hands as if his kiss and the touch of his lips were some kind of disgusting germs left on my skin.

"Sam---"

"I can't do this! I can still see you in my head, holding her, kissing her, caressing every inch of her and I can't let it go! I don't know what I did to you, Luke for you to punish me like this." "Samantha..." He tried to touch me but I stepped back.

"All I know is that I have loved you and I still love you and that's the only thing I've done wrong. I can't bear that you will hold me with the same hands you used to hold her and make her happy, while I, that have done nothing but to wait for you every day and understand all your excuses for four years, you still hurt me!"

I haven't heard anything from him and in that long hallway on the second floor, there's no sound can hear other than my sobs and sniffs.

"I just wish I knew how to do these things before, so I didn't waste my time waiting for you. But anyway, thank you for the gift of pain and sadness. I know someday I will use them to move on and find myself again because I had already forgotten how to be me when I started loving you and when I married you."

"You're drunk, maybe you should take a rest and let's talk about it again tomorrow."

A sarcastic chuckle left my lips.

"I'm not drunk. I still know how to count my fingers so I know I'm not drunk!"

At that very moment, I was waiting for him to apologise... to say 'sorry' but he never did. I know how much of a fool I was to silently pray for him to say the word, but I guess, he has already forgotten how to mention that word.

"Don't worry, I'm not going to ask you the same question a wife always asks her husband before deciding to let him go... if who you will choose from us. Is it me and your daughter or her? Is it your family or her? But you don't have to answer it because I already know who you're going to choose."

When he said nothing, I twisted the doorknob to open it, but I remained standing in the door.

"And one more thing, I already asked our lawyer to send me the divorce papers---"

"What?" He tried to get close to me but I stopped him by placing my hand in the air.

"He will send the copy tomorrow."

"Samantha!"

"Good night, Mr Williams." And I pushed the door and entered in before he could open his mouth and take another step. I made sure to lock it and pulled the accent chair to serve as a barrier, so even if he bangs his hands outside or use the spare keys, he couldn't easily open it. "Samantha, open this door!"

He kept on banging outside, but I chose to ignore him as I walked straight towards the bathroom.

-'I'll just talk to you when I have received the copy of the divorce papers.'-

I don't know why he needs to talk to me after I mentioned to him the divorce thing. He should be happy that he will finally get his freedom back, but why was he banging my door?

"Samantha, let's talk for a while! What are you talking about divorce papers?"

I looked myself in the mirror and let out a long, deep sigh before a bitter smile painted across my lips. I don't know how many times I convinced myself yesterday to call Attorney Raymundo and I admit it was the hardest decision I've done so far after four years of being Luke's wife. But I made up my mind and maybe it's the right time to put an end to this pain and suffering of mine.

After Jack and I witnessed what happened at the restaurant yesterday, we headed straight to the nearest mall and bought all the crazy stuff we used for our night out, followed by another tonight in which Paul and I met again after four years.