Billionaire's Abandoned Wife

" Send those bags to her room and tell her I won't visit her right now! She will be happy to see those bags!"

Throwing some branded bags on the couch, he left the beautifully decorated wedding hall with white and blue themed decorations, after his wedding with his father's chosen girl. Not even thinking of visiting his wife who is waiting for him in their bedroom patiently.

Oryx's POV...

What if on that day, I didn't accept the marriage proposal, would I be able to see myself happy? What if instead of going to hang out with my friends in that restaurant, I would have enjoyed my time in my room, would I never meet my father-in-law? What if falling in love with my husband at first sight, would I be able to make myself happy and grateful for the life I got instead of suffering from his neglect?

I am a side character in my own love story. Where I came first, I loved first but someone else got him. His heart doesn't belong to me, but I am not someone who can dream to get his heart one day.

Well, I was always the side character in my life. When everyone was busy with their family, I was busy with getting little time from my parents. I am the daughter of very busy parents who are doctors. They maintain a very high profile. So, the demand to fulfill as their only heir, I had to do anything I wanted. However, there has no love for me despite all of those hardworking. The reason? I think some matters are supposed to be staying hidden and well-secret.

Anyway, I don't fit into the character of the protagonist. The excessive pleasantries, smooth-talking, engaging in purposeless and beautiful conversation, or commenting on someone's appearance, don't suit me. When I want to start a conversation, somehow it leads to misunderstanding. So, I don't have any right to engage in conversation with strangers.

I don't like to get disturbed by overthinking. But I do overthink. And, maybe that's why I wish for more too. More wishes for my marriage life, but I am pretty sure, I am unlucky as always.

" Ma'am! Master sent you this as a wedding gift!"

Hahh! My heart hurts, and so is my head. A wedding gift on my wedding night. And, on top of that...

" Where is he?"

" Master has a business trip. He will return soon!"

He left me, his newlywed wife in the bed of roses and the room with dim light. Thankfully, they couldn't see my face.

" Thank you! Tell him I like it!"

Did I do something wrong? Or probably I am not beautiful. I heard he has someone who he is in love with. Probably a very beautiful Latina, or someone with blue eyes and a wonderful figure. Who would love me? An idiot who doesn't know how to love herself.

But I am pretty sure, I am hurt. I want to cry. But a strong woman doesn't cry. I can't cry. I wasn't allowed to cry. So, I should punish myself to make myself strong.

Yeah. That's what I need now. Bathing under cold water until my body feels numb. This is the punishment that I always get whenever I do something wrong.

My parents never beat me or hit me. But if I do something wrong, I must follow this. Bathing under cold water, until my body turns blue. Until my brain functions rapidly to help me find out what kind of mistake I did.

Now, I need to know what kind of mistake I have done again when my husband left me in this unknown house all alone. What did I do wrong that I don't have my husband next to me?

He is in love with whom? Latina? Blonde or brunette? Probably one of them, maybe, after all, I am not beautiful. I never was in the category of beautiful. Yeah. That's my mistake. I am not beautiful.

Let's punish myself. It's my only way to escape these nightmares. But what if my parents get to know that my husband abandoned me on my wedding night? What should I do? Should I kill myself? No, I am not allowed. Only cowards kill themselves to escape from hardship.

It's better to punish this way. No more sleep-

_Ring_Ring_

Who is calling me? Dad or Mom? Who else would be? I don't even have a friend to congratulate me.

I picked up the phone. It's hurting my ears. I am not in the mood for talking to someone. Should I hang up? But This is- This is not a saved number. Who can It be?

" Hello!" I responded in a low tone while filling the bathtub.

" Oryx Turner?"

A deep masculine voice hit my eardrum. I felt a strange sensation underneath my skin. I am not sure if I am scared or uncomfortable with this tone.

" Yes. Who is speaking?"

" Marquis Williamson!"

Gasp!! Marquis Williamson! Why did he call me after abandoning me in this house on our wedding night? To learn about my pathetic situation or wanted to laugh at me. Irresponsible Man!!!!!!

" I know you are thinking about why I am calling you instead of going to you. I should clear myself, Ms. Oryx!"

Ms. Oryx? How could you?

" That I don't have any kind of feelings to perform the husband duty. The marriage is entirely a forced marriage and I never wished to marry you. However, it doesn't mean I won't take responsibility. The butler will be there and -"

" Why did you marry me then?" I asked in my usual tone, although I wanted to scream. But I can't.

" For my father. And I don't want you to engage with any kinds of unnecessary emotions in this marriage. You will get the divorce right after one year. So enjoy your time meanwhile. The butler will be there to take care of you!"

Divorce? Not engaging with unnecessary emotions? What the hell is he talking about? Doesn't he know that on every single date, we went on after our family arranged for us, he behaved so greatly, so protectively and so attractively?

Then why? Was all of those to trick his father? Ugh! All of those were nothing but fake. Then is he truly in love with someone else? Not all of those are rumors.

" I got it!" I replied. Somehow I am feeling damn tired. I want to sleep.

" Great then. Enjoy your time. If you need something, talk to Butler!"

" Do you have someone you love?" I couldn't stop myself. I needed a real answer to force myself to give up on him.

" I don't think it's your business. Ms. Oryx. I don't want you to get any misleading ideas. Goodnight!"

Ohh!! It's weird. Why is my phone screen wet? Ah! My eyes are shedding tears. Strange! I don't cry. No, I forgot how to cry. Then why am I crying?

I could see his phone number on my screen. This is not the regular phone number that he shared with me. So, he has changed the phone number.

My heart is hitting against the wall of my chest. It's hurting but weirdly I don't feel heartbroken. I know that I don't have much luck to get what I want. And he was the first one on my wish list.

I won't get him. I know that " hic...Hic.." No. Don't cry. It's not hurting that much to cry. Dad poured two gallons of ice into my water still I didn't cry. Why are you crying just because he won't come? Silly. Just don't cry...

"Fuck! My eyes are burning. I'm not crying. My eyes are stinging. I am not crying. I am not!"

My knees are weak. Hah! Why are my shoulders so heavy? It's not a big deal, yet I am getting emotional. When did I become so weak? When?

Oh! God!!! When did I start noticing the pain inside? I shouldn't give my attention to the pain! But... Why is this pain increasing fastly and heavily?

Does love hurt like this? It truly hurts. Surely, it is breaking like glass. When did I become so fragile? Why can't I take a breath? Why can't I stop my eyes from streaming? Weak, Idiot, and stupid girl! When did you start noticing pain?

My heart... I am sorry... It's my fault... I shouldn't have loved him... I shouldn't have dreamed about him... I am sorry that I broke the promise of not wishing anymore. Not hoping anymore. I accidentally started having a dream of living with him forever, having a sweet and beautiful family. I thought no one but he will love me and love me unconditionally.

But I am wrong. I, once again, started daydreaming. Like a pathetic loser who doesn't know that she would end up crying on the floor, with a bleeding heart, just because she started hoping to get love from someone. Who would be her true family?