C6 Debt For Love

CHAPTER 6

OLIVIA

I watched in pure awe as my father's body was laid into the coffin. It was almost as if my world had ended at that moment and although I wanted to cry so bad, I couldn't bring myself to let out those tears that badly wanted to make their way through my eyes.

It was so difficult for me as I watched him there. His body was all pale and his skin blue, there was no denying at that moment that he was already gone and there was no coming back.

That was the sad truth that haunted me and those tears I had constantly been fighting back suddenly made their way through my eyes. It didn't help it anymore, I couldn't hold it back.

I broke down right there and then not caring about the crowds that gathered around me. He was gone and he was never coming back. I couldn't hold back my tears any longer and both Julian and Emily held me, saying different words to comfort me.

The ground had already been dug and everyone was dressed in black which was normal. Everything seemed a little dizzy for me. I glanced and saw a lot of people around me but even though everywhere didn't seem clear to me, I didn't see any sign of Ethan.

I tried looking for him but he was nowhere to be found. He didn't even bother showing up for me at my dad's burial ceremony and what hurts more is that this is all of his fault. He and his dad's.

My heart clenched at the thought of my husband and his deceitful father being behind all of this. It made me sad and I couldn't help but cry so much.

" Where's Ethan?" Emilu asked me.

I didn't want to answer that but also felt the need too. " Can we not talk about him, I'm already occupied with a lot," I said, referring to my father.

I thought that she understood me especially since she started patting my back gently. " But he's your husband, the least he can do is show up," she whined.

I knew that she meant well for me but I knew who Ethan was. " It's okay if he isn't here, his presence wouldn't make a difference anyways," I told her.

" No, he's your husband even if you two don't get along he has to show up. It's your father freaking burial for heaven's sake," she retorted.

She was being too loud and I had to shut her up as she was beginning to get other attention. " Can we not discuss this here? It's my father's funeral, not Ethan's memorial or something."

I was reminded of the whole importance and for a while she seemed to shut up. Everything was okay as I just stood there sobbing about my dad's death.

" … I thought Olivia had just gotten married," I heard some women gossiping at the back.

I tried not paying any attention acting as if I wasn't even hearing whatever they were discussing.

"...She is? I didn't even know that," the other woman acted surprised as thru both giggled.

"... Probably because she was just a freeloader to him," the first woman commented.

"...Why do you say that?" The other woman asked.

" …Isn't it obvious? Her husband didn't even show up?" She said and they all mocked me.

Emily couldn't take it anymore and was about to go tell them off but I stopped her. " Are you just going to let them insult you like that?"

" They're not worth it, just let it go."

She listened but I was sure that she didn't entirely. She walked over to them and accidentally bumped into the waiter making drinks spill on their dress.

" Oops! It's stained and it's now ugly but at least it matches your personality," she giggled and walked away.

She just wouldn't let go.

" We have to go," I heard Emily say.

I didn't bother turning to look at her even though her hands were some words of comfort in my ear. "Don't stay for too long and if you ever need someone to talk to you know where to find me."

I nodded in response and couldn't be more grateful for her presence at that moment. It was just like a glance-through but within seconds everyone slowly left.

I never expected them to stay anyway. Most of them just came out of pity but I was his family, his flesh and blood and only daughter. It was truly heartbreaking to watch him go.

I promise you Dad, everything that they need from us we'd get back tenfold and make them pay for what they've caused you. They won't go scot-free.

I made it a mission in my mind and was going to make sure that I exhibited just what I had said.

It took me almost forever but I finally got up from my dad's grave ready to go back to that prison but not without promising myself that I would come visit often with flowers.

It was just me now and I had to learn to face it. It was going to take some time to get used to it but I promised myself I wouldn't let it bother me much.

I arrived back at the mansion. I was greeted by the servants but didn't bother replying to them and just nodded to some. I had gone through a lot just in one day and was aching to go to bed.

" Where do you think you're going?" I heard a familiar voice, thundered at me.

It was no surprise that it was Ethan's voice since it was just the two of us who lived here. " I'm going up to my room, do you have a problem maybe?" I inquired.

" I had been home for five freaking hours and you just decided to walk in by this time? Are you a wife or slut?"

My hands were aching to hit him so badly but I had to control myself and it took all of me. " Don't you dare call me that," I snapped at him.

He chuckled at me and I could feel like I was getting mocked. " As if you have a better explanation," he mocked.

My heart was broken but also filled with despair for this man. I agreed to marry him only for my dad, otherwise I would have never even thought of looking at this despicable man.

He didn't say anything and for a moment we both just stood in absolute silence and that was when I decided there and on that, I didn't want to have anything to do with him.

I had had enough and it was better to just leave him. All I wanted was a good nap to escape reality because it hadn't been the best for me ever since I got to know him.

I ignored him and wanted to climb the stairs up to my room but he dragged me back. " Aren't you going to start talking?" He demanded.

" What do you care about? You don't even treat me as your wife so why do you care?" I scowled at him.

" I don't give two shits about you but to everyone else, you're my wife and you can't just go around doing whatever you want. Understand?"

I couldn't help but cry. Why did fate hate me so much to give me such a guy?

" I went for my father's burial In case you forgot to add that to your calendar asshole," I lashed out at him and ran up to my room at that moment.