If Only She Knew - Season 1 - Episode 10

5 years ago

If Only She Knew - Season 1 - Episode 10

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Andrew watched as his wife walked in the restaurant. She had called him the previous night.
Thinking that she had decided to come back home. He was in a good mood. He quickly rose from the chair.

“Hie!” he greeted pulling the chair for her to sit.
She didn’t respond but sat on the chair. He went back on his chair and sat opposite her.
“I am glad you decided to come back home. You belong with us,” he said. “I am not coming back home. Listen very careful. Max never forced me into his bed or to leave
you. I am the one who chose to be with him.”
Her words rang loud and clear in his head’ as if she were at top of a bell tower. Andrew gritted his teeth against those words.

“So you marrying him for money?”
He maintained his angry defence anything other than accept what the raging pain inside him might mean.

“Yes, I am!” she flung the words at him. “And I love him.”
He didn’t want to hear it, yet at the same time he did.

“I have known him for years. We met at poly. He takes good care of me.”
Andrew was consumed with jealousy. He couldn’t hear anything else other than she had loved
Max. She didn’t stop but continued.
“I love him in a compassionate way. It is a comfortable love. A safe love. Not the way I loved you.”

Silence stretched between them. A lump gathered in his throat, almost choking him.

“Do you really expect me to believe that when we have been together for 16 years?” his words
were sharp, heightening the tension between them.

“So what? All these years you have been nothing but a useless man. I always regretted marrying you. I was not happy. Marrying you was the worst decision of my life. You are incapable of love.

Not even good in bed. You were not my type. It was a mistake that I fell pregnant with your baby in the first place. I never wanted to marry you.”

Each word was like a bullet in his heart, each one wounding him further.

“Don’t do this Emily, please. Don’t hurt me like this. I can’t stop thinking about you. You the air that I breath. Come back home with me,” he pleaded.

She took in a long, shuddering breath. She couldnt take it with him anymore and gave vent to her frustration.

“You so d--n stubborn. It was a mistake coming here.”

She rose from the chair and pulled her jacket tighter about her body. For a moment his gaze
lowered, caught by the movement. He got up from the chair and took a step closer to her, his eyes meeting hers once. She stepped back.

“So why did you come, Emily? Tell me. Why?”
His accent became heavy and to her dismay he moved closer, still rendering thought almost
impossible. She whirled round and grabbed the envelope from the table, knocking her bag to the
floor in the process.
“To sign these,” she waved the papers at him furiously. “To put an end to something that should never have been started.”

“Whaat!”
“Sign the d--n divorce papers!”
He said nothing, as if he was trying to take in what she said. Andrew watched her sign the papers,

listened as the pen crashed to the table. Each breath was hard to take, as if he was being
suffocated. He hurt. Pain raced through him. Even when she looked at him he couldn’t say a word,
couldn’t move, as if he had been frozen in time. What the hell was the matter with him?

Something snapped, as if chains had broken. He inhaled deeply. The noise caught her attention and she
turned to look at him.

“I know I was a fool,” she threw the words at him as if he was nothing more than dirt at the edge of the road. “To have married you.”

He tried to make sense of her words.

Purposefully he moved towards her, and when she turned
again panic tore through him. If she left now he would never see her again. He couldn’t let her go.

Not yet. He loved her.
“I love you Emily!”

The words hurried out and he clenched his hands, trying to keep himself from reaching for her,
from preventing her leaving. She spun around and faced him again.

“I don’t love you.”
“Emily!”

“Don’t Andrew. I don’t want to hear what you going to say. I am sorry I made you believe that I was
in love with you but I wasn’t. It was just lies of the heart.”

The words hit him really hard and he knew he was losing. All he wanted to do was stop her from
leaving, from walking out of his life for good. A life that wouldn’t be the same once she’d gone. He
reached out and took hold of her arm. She looked up at him, her brown eyes wide, her breathing
hard and fast. He didn’t want her to go. He loved her. This woman had healed his wounds and
shown him how love could be. Emily stepped back as he let her go, watching the show of
emotions across his handsome face. His pain and confusion.

“I have never met a woman like you. From the moment I set my eyes on you I knew you were
mine. I love you Emily and will always will. I am sorry I couldn’t give you money,” he said and
signed the papers.

“I will let you go. Goodbye Emily!” he said heading to the door.

“Andrew!” she called out. “I won’t be fighting for custody. Take care of your kids.”
“I will!” he said softly.