Ex-husband Desperately Chases Me Back
“Oh today is Christmas, and I am going to announce to Diego that we are expecting a baby. Oh my God! Oh finally! Thank you, lord!” Angela exclaimed, clutching her belly and the test result paper in her hands.
With eyes in the sky appreciating the fireworks and noise of merriment that filled the air, her joy knew no bounds.
“Happy Christmas! Happy Christmas!” a few voices echoed on the busy roads of New York.
“Finally after five years of marriage, I am pregnant,” she mumbled again, held her warm cheeks as she cast a glance at the hospital. “Diego is going to be the happiest man. And it is a boy,” she chirped and began to walk so carefully as if she was almost due for labor.
She flagged down a taxi, and hopped in. And once she did, her phone beeped with a ringing tone. “Oh, that is Diego,” she uttered once she saw Diego calling on the screen of her phone.
“Yeah, honey, how are you?” she asked anxiously, fighting back the urge to announce the pregnancy.
Smiles graved her face and her brow burned with the fever of good news.
“Where are you, Angela?” Diego asked from the other side, and once she said she was in a taxi , he added, “Can you make it to the coffee café at Sixth Avenue. I am hosting you to a dinner date and also I have special gift for you.”
“Oh a special gift,” she echoed, her mouth gaping as she widened her gaze and hung up the call. “Diego, my love,” she mumbled, her phone on her chest as she smiled so engagingly that the driver had to smile back in the mirror. “Don’t mind me, driver. I am married to the best man in the world. He is hosting me to a dinner date and also he has a special gift for me.”
“Oh that is great, ma’am,” the driver, a loquacious fellow replied, “It came at the right time. This is Christmas, and we spend time with families, exchanging gifts, and showing love.”
“That is not all,” Angela, feeling like emptying her excitement, continued. “I have been married for five years and finally, I am pregnant with his child. He says he has a special gift for me but he doesn’t know I have the most special gift for him. He will be shocked to hear it.”
“Oh congratulations, ma’am. I am so happy for you,” the chuckled. “This is great news on a Christmas morning. Your husband is blessed.”
“Please, can you hasten up to coffee café? He is already waiting for me over there,” she hastened the driver, rubbing her belly and shutting her eyes.
The driver holding a smile made no further statement but sped to her destination.
Once she alighted and gave the driver some bills, she smiled at the café coffee sign that glistened at the entrance. Diego had often hosted her there, especially during seasons as this.
She could recall it was in the café they celebrated their third wedding anniversary. She couldn’t control the joy that tickled her heart as she stepped into the café, and once her gaze caught sight of Diego, she almost leaped to his side.
He was well-suited, sunshades on his face and his hair neatly packed into a pony tail. He had the box of gift in front of him and a few drinks were on the table.
Diego Pablo was a Spanish ICT engineer, while Angela was an American medical doctor who was still hunting for job.
“Hi, honey, merry Christmas,” Angela echoed, her lips curved in the vigor of the good news she had for him.
“Yeah, mer…merry Christmas,” he stuttered, his plans slowly brewing into fruition.
Diego managed to force out a smile and she noticed the redness on his cheeks, a sort of hidden grudges that was in his heart. But she ignored it, and sat down.
She clutched her hand in her hand bag, hoping to take out the test result and handover to him but in one moment of haste, Diego groaned, “Yeah, I invited you here for something important,” his tone laden with uncertainty, left her hand fondling the test result in her bag.
“OK,” she replied, “I hope it is for good.”
He shrugged, and pushed the box of gift to her. “Take a look at the gift I have for you,” he grinned, a frown hanging on his cheeks.
She raised a thick brow and blinked anxiously. She gently took the box of wrapped gift, and felt its emptiness, wondering if something was actually in it.
“But can’t the gift wait when we get home, dear?” she asked, and swallowed hard.
He tossed his head in refusal. “I insist you open it here.”
She snorted, her breath a bit shaky but courageous to do his bidding. This was unlike him. He had always waited for her or dropped the gift in the bedroom just to surprise her. “So why does he present it here and now?” she thought.
Gently, without suspicion, she unveiled the gift to see a white paper. She paused and raised her gaze at him.
“Go ahead,” he mumbled, and screwed up his face.
She took out the paper only to see MARRIAGE ANNULMENT boldly written on it.
“A divorce?” she snapped.
“Yes, Angela. Let’s divorce.” He mumbled and blinked furiously at her.
“Why? What happened? How? What do you mean?” a lot of those confused questions escaped her mouth.
“You should be ashamed asking me those questions, Angela.” His fury begun, “For five years, five solid years I have carried the responsibility of this family on my shoulders. I pay the bills, I buy everything including your toiletries. You have never brought anything to the table. You claim to be a medical doctor yet you can’t secure a job. And the worst of it, you are barren. You are barren for five years, Angela. I need a child. I am sorry. This marriage is futile and headed nowhere.”
“No…no…no Diego…you can’t do this to me,” she left the test result paper in her handbag and went down on her knees. “Please, I beg you, I will get a job and support you in any way I can…”
He stood up furiously. “I am not interested in you anymore, Angela. I have moved on, so do the same. Goodbye!”
Diego! Diego! Please, give me listening ears.”
She gripped his leg but he pulled out forcefully and stormed out of the café.
She shut her teary eyes, bit her lower lip and raised her gaze. “My husband wrapped a divorce paper like a precious gift and handed over to me on a Christmas day? Oh lord, I can’t bear this,” warm tears burned her cheeks.
