Miss Gray’s Vengeance

Genevieve anxiously paced around the living room, her perfectly manicured nails in between her teeth. “Where did Noah go?” She muttered to herself.

“No no, Eve. Calm down and stop overthinking. He said he'd be back,” she cautioned, calming her racing thoughts.

It was 6 pm already and Noah was nowhere to be found. He’d left two hours ago when they were dressing up for their anniversary dinner. She’d suggested that they have a romantic dinner in a fancy restaurant and, for the first time ever, Noah agreed. How happy was she about that? She’d barely kept herself from screaming out loud in excitement.

Only heaven knew how much she had been anticipating this day. Plus she was putting on his favorite color. Black and white. And if he doesn’t show up, it will all go to….

Eve stopped pacing around and rushed to the kitchen to grab a glass of water to calm her nerves. The thoughts were getting out of hand and she might faint from thinking negative things.

“Genevieve!”

The sudden call made her jump, the glass slipping out of her hand to the floor.

“Noah? She whispered, recognizing the voice, and she spun around. He must be calling so they leave for the romantic dinner that she planned. Her heart skipped a beat.

Delightfully, she rushed out of the kitchen to the living room to stand before him.

“I’m here. I’ve been waiting for you. I’m ready. Can we leave now?"

Her eyes were fixated on the angry eyes of her husband, but she waved it off and smiled at him.

“I’m sorry I wasn't at the door, but I was waiting.  I was waiting for you,” she tried to convince him. “Look, I wore your favorite color.” She twirled, showcasing her outfit.

Genevieve had a dreamy look on her face as she stared at her husband. Like a lovesick puppy that she was. It was a look that she’d worn since the first day that they met, and she wouldn’t trade it for anything else.

She had ignored whatever his mother and the servants threw at her. She’d been fine with anything as long as he stayed with her.

Her eyes trailed to the two ladies beside her husband and they widened as she recognized the girl on the wheelchair with her servant assisting her. They had the same look that Noah had on his face.

Suddenly, she gasped.

“Melissa?” Her voice trembled with each second that passed and she stared at the girl’s bandaged self. Melissa Johan, the only daughter of the Johan family. A very close family friend of the Hanks and the pampered princess of both families. “Oh my, Melissa. What happened to you?”

“Really? You’re asking me that?” The girl raised a brow.

“You…you. My… My God, are you alright?”

“You must be so shocked to see that I survived,” she spat. “Well, I’m sorry to say but your game is over, Eve, Genevieve, or whatever you’re called.”

“W…what?”

Eve frowned. She watched as Melissa slowly stood up with the help of her servant and stood right in front of her.

Before she could register anything in her head, her hand cracked across her cheek in a painful slap that sent her to the floor. She cried out.

“Right! Down below my foot. That’s where you belong.” Melissa turned to Noah, her voice trembling. “Brother Noah, please let’s just get rid of her already. I’m scared. What if she tries something else?”

Noah brought out papers from his pocket and threw them to Eve’s feet.

“Here, sign these papers.”

“Wh…what’s going on?”

“You should know better. Sign the papers, Genevieve.”

Eve knew it meant trouble whenever he called her full name instead of just ‘Eve.’

With trembling hands, she picked up the papers from the floor and stared at them. Her eyes grew wide as she realized what they were, her heart pounding so loudly in her chest. She quickly gathered herself and stood up from the floor, dread evident in her expression.

“No…Noah, did I do something? Why all of a sudden?” She cried. “I…I thought that we were going to have our anniversary dinner today. Is this a prank? If it is, please stop, it's not funny at all.”

“We were going to but as you can now see, it is no longer needed. Melissa woke up for the first time after her accident and told everyone the truth.”

“Truth? What truth? What accident?” She looked from Noah to Mellissa and from Melissa to Noah. She didn’t know what he was talking about. She never even knew that the girl was involved in an accident.

As the ‘Unwanted Wife,’ she’d grown used to being kept in the dark. She had thought that it was because her marriage with Noah happened all of a sudden, but three years had passed yet nothing changed.

“Noah!” Eve cried as he roughly grabbed her arms tightly and pulled her closer, gazing at her with those angry eyes of his that made her knees weaken in fear.

“You are going to sign the divorce papers and get the hell out of my space. We all know that I only married you for Grandfather’s sake. You realize how unfair that was to me? I was going to keep you here but after what you did to Melissa, we’re done. “His grip on her arms tightened. “Getting married to you was a terrific mistake.”