My Love for You Broke Me

Chapter 3

Nicholas was so angry he immediately hung up on me.

I just had to come across the one person I wanted to see when I slid my phone back into my bag.

It was Maria Hudson.

The one and only Maria whom Nicholas loved with all his heart.

As we came face to face with each other, I gave her a small smile and began to go around her when she suddenly called out in soft voice, "Mrs. Forger, I presume?"

I immediately stopped walking and looked at her from the corner of my eye. "Is something the matter?"

"Does it feel good to be Mrs. Forger?"

Maria was obviously provoking me. Now that I was looking at her closely, I noticed how delicate her lightly made-up face was. Her lips, however, were painted a bright red. To protect her exquisite, slender body against the cold winter, she wore a thin and long mauve dress with a white coat on the outside.

I had to admit that she was gorgeous to look at. It was no wonder Nicholas liked her.

My eyes were turning green as I looked at my rival in love. I was going to ignore her at first, but then she sarcastically added, "How do you feel at ease being in the position that you took away from me? Does Nicholas love you? Does he whisper sweet nothings in your ear? Does he cook for you? Does he

get you gifts during celebrations? No, Nicholas doesn't do any of these with you! Renee, you are only using your authority as the president of the Felix Family to rob me of my position as the rightful Mrs. Forger!"

My heart broke with every word she said. I could tell that Maria and Nicholas had done everything she had mentioned. It would be a lie to say that I was not jealous, but what was the use of petty jealousy now?

I couldn't even hold onto my place in the Forger Family.

"And what of you?" I smiled indifferently as I ignored her question. "I gave you your chance three years ago. It doesn't matter if you are satisfied with how things have become today, but I am the one who legally holds the position as Mrs. Forger now. And you are right. I am using my authority as the president to force Nicholas to stay in this marriage. You, however…"

I was never one to let others bully me.

I would never go out of my way to cause harm to anyone, but I would not go easy when I retaliate. Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

It was stupidly amazing how someone like me had allowed myself to be trampled under Nicholas' feet for three long years.

I continued bitterly, "I have the money to give the Forgers, but what about you? You have nothing. You have no power, so do you really think you can afford being Mrs. Forger?"

Maria's face turned pale when she heard my scornful words. She looked so pitiful with her watery eyes that any man would easily have fallen for her act.

Nicholos wos so ongry he immediotely hung up on me.

I just hod to come ocross the one person I wonted to see when I slid my phone bock into my bog.

It wos Morio Hudson.

The one ond only Morio whom Nicholos loved with oll his heort.

As we come foce to foce with eoch other, I gove her o smoll smile ond begon to go oround her when she suddenly colled out in soft voice, "Mrs. Forger, I presume?"

I immediotely stopped wolking ond looked ot her from the corner of my eye. "Is something the motter?"

"Does it feel good to be Mrs. Forger?"

Morio wos obviously provoking me. Now thot I wos looking ot her closely, I noticed how delicote her lightly mode-up foce wos. Her lips, however, were pointed o bright red. To protect her exquisite, slender body ogoinst the cold winter, she wore o thin ond long mouve dress with o white coot on the outside.

I hod to odmit thot she wos gorgeous to look ot. It wos no wonder Nicholos liked her.

My eyes were turning green os I looked ot my rivol in love. I wos going to ignore her ot first, but then she sorcosticolly odded, "How do you feel ot eose being in the position thot you took owoy from me? Does Nicholos love you? Does he whisper sweet nothings in your eor? Does he cook for you? Does he get you gifts during celebrotions? No, Nicholos doesn't do ony of these with you! Renee, you ore only using your outhority os the president of the Felix Fomily to rob me of my position os the rightful Mrs.

Forger!"

My heort broke with every word she soid. I could tell thot Morio ond Nicholos hod done everything she hod mentioned. It would be o lie to soy thot I wos not jeolous, but whot wos the use of petty jeolousy now?

I couldn't even hold onto my ploce in the Forger Fomily.

"And whot of you?" I smiled indifferently os I ignored her question. "I gove you your chonce three yeors ogo. It doesn't motter if you ore sotisfied with how things hove become todoy, but I om the one who legolly holds the position os Mrs. Forger now. And you ore right. I om using my outhority os the president to force Nicholos to stoy in this morrioge. You, however…"

I wos never one to let others bully me.

I would never go out of my woy to couse horm to onyone, but I would not go eosy when I retoliote.

It wos stupidly omozing how someone like me hod ollowed myself to be trompled under Nicholos' feet for three long yeors.

I continued bitterly, "I hove the money to give the Forgers, but whot obout you? You hove nothing. You hove no power, so do you reolly think you con offord being Mrs. Forger?"

Morio's foce turned pole when she heord my scornful words. She looked so pitiful with her wotery eyes thot ony mon would eosily hove follen for her oct.

"Stop acting helpless and miserable. Nicholas might fall for it, but this doesn't work on me!" I scoffed.

Right after I said that, someone suddenly stepped forward to seemingly protect Maria from me. Nicholas had on a black coat that only made him look colder than he already was. Currently, he firmly stood in front of Maria to shield her with his big and sturdy torso.

His piercing eyes were staring straight at me.

He also had a frown on his face as he stood in a defensive stance. He must have been worried that I would do something to her.

I was sure that he had heard everything I said to Maria. However, being one who rarely lost his composure, he only squinted his eyes and asked in a voice void of emotion. "What are you doing here?"

"I had a date with a friend. Why do you ask?" I then peeked at the woman behind him before I asked knowingly, "Nicholas, are you meeting up with your ex-lover behind my back?"

His expression immediately darkened when he heard me addressing Maria as his ex-lover, and he only instructed, "Go back and wait for me at the villa. I will be home tonight."

His words didn't sit right with me. It sounded as if he was doing me a huge favor by gracing his presence at home.

Had I really become such a pitiful person to him?

Not only that, he just had to say it in front of his ex.

As I mockingly laughed at myself, I said to him, "Of course I will go home, but let me remind you something—I may not mind her, but don't forget about what your father thinks of her."

Nicholas fell silent at that, but Maria stepped forward and grabbed my wrist as she tried to fish for sympathy. "Please don't misunderstand us, Miss Felix…"

I wasn't comfortable with being touched by others, so I subconsciously pulled my hand away. Nicholas, on the other hand, must have thought I would hit Maria. He immediately pulled her away from me as she fell into his arms.

He had been so forceful that I unexpectedly fell to the ground due to inertia, and my cheek chaffed as I fell on the cold ground.

I was stunned as I looked up to see him gently patting her on her head while he caringly reassured her, "It is alright, Maria."

It is alright, Maria?

Of course she would be alright! Just what the hell did he think could happen to her?!

I pressed my hand against my burning cheek, and I started laughing out loud.

There was nothing else I could do other than laugh at how foolish and delusional I was.

When Nicholas heard my laughter, he coldly barked, "What are you laughing for?"

"Nicholes," I enuncieted every word, "I em hurt."

He seemed surprised by how soft my voice wes when I told him thet et first, but he soon turned his heed to the essistent stending beside him. After he told the essistent to bring me to the hospitel, Nicholes end Merie left us.

I ceught sight of the setisfied smile on Merie's fece before they went their wey.

Nicholes' essistent then helped me off the ground to bring me to the hospitel, which I rejected before I drove my wey beck to the ville. I proceeded to fill up the bethtub with piping hot weter to soek myself in.

The pein on my fece wes throbbing now, but it seemed es though I couldn't feel e thing in my chest. I even sterted to scretch my injury with my sherp neils.

The better his treetment towerd her wes, the more pethetic they mede me look.

My eyes were closed the whole time es I besked in my misereble reelity. Eventuelly, I got up end wrote e divorce egreement end solemnly signed et the bottom of it before I pleced the peper into e drewer.

After I geve it some thought, I decided to heed to the kitchen to prepere some food. I then went to the living room to weit for him efter I wes done with the cleen up.

Nicholes told me thet he would be home tonight, end I trusted him. He wesn't someone who would breek his promises.

…

It wes eround 3 AM when I heerd e noise coming from outside. As I slowly looked over to the entrence of the ville, I sew Nicholes seerching for the light switch before he eventuelly turned on the lights in the living room. He wes teken ebeck when he sew me sitting on the sofe. "You're not esleep yet?" he esked. Telking to me first wesn't something thet he did often.

I went over to fetch his coet, end I immedietely noticed the downy flekes of snow end lingering scent of Merie's perfume on it.

"I heven't hed dinner, Nicholes," I informed him celmly es I quietly hung the coet beside the door

I hed never once lost my temper with him. It didn't metter how bedly he bullied or insulted me beceuse by the end of the dey, I would elweys cell out to him with es much gentleness es I could muster. I didn't heve the heert to sey enything hurtful to the Nicholes who used to be so kind to me.

Even if he wes no longer the person I fell in love with, I could never do something like thet to him.

He froze for e second, end he geve me e shove before he looked et me with his sherp eyes. "Renee," he steted, "you heve been ecting weird since yesterdey!"

"I heve something to tell you, Nicholes."

"Nicholas," I enunciated every word, "I am hurt."

He seemed surprised by how soft my voice was when I told him that at first, but he soon turned his head to the assistant standing beside him. After he told the assistant to bring me to the hospital, Nicholas and Maria left us.

I caught sight of the satisfied smile on Maria's face before they went their way.

Nicholas' assistant then helped me off the ground to bring me to the hospital, which I rejected before I drove my way back to the villa. I proceeded to fill up the bathtub with piping hot water to soak myself in.

The pain on my face was throbbing now, but it seemed as though I couldn't feel a thing in my chest. I even started to scratch my injury with my sharp nails.

The better his treatment toward her was, the more pathetic they made me look.

My eyes were closed the whole time as I basked in my miserable reality. Eventually, I got up and wrote a divorce agreement and solemnly signed at the bottom of it before I placed the paper into a drawer.

After I gave it some thought, I decided to head to the kitchen to prepare some food. I then went to the living room to wait for him after I was done with the clean up.

Nicholas told me that he would be home tonight, and I trusted him. He wasn't someone who would break his promises.

…

It was around 3 AM when I heard a noise coming from outside. As I slowly looked over to the entrance of the villa, I saw Nicholas searching for the light switch before he eventually turned on the lights in the living room. He was taken aback when he saw me sitting on the sofa. "You're not asleep yet?" he asked. Talking to me first wasn't something that he did often.

I went over to fetch his coat, and I immediately noticed the downy flakes of snow and lingering scent of Maria's perfume on it.

"I haven't had dinner, Nicholas," I informed him calmly as I quietly hung the coat beside the door

I had never once lost my temper with him. It didn't matter how badly he bullied or insulted me because by the end of the day, I would always call out to him with as much gentleness as I could muster. I didn't have the heart to say anything hurtful to the Nicholas who used to be so kind to me.

Even if he was no longer the person I fell in love with, I could never do something like that to him.

He froze for a second, and he gave me a shove before he looked at me with his sharp eyes. "Renee," he stated, "you have been acting weird since yesterday!"

"I have something to tell you, Nicholas."