I quickly wiped away my tears as I heard incoming steps from the door. Just as seconds passed the door opened revealing a person with gloomy aura. I immediately scowl down pretending to be okay in front of him.

"Is there a problem hubby?" I softly spoke but he didn't cared about answering me and just passed by me. I bowed my head down slightly looking at the floor.

What did I expect from him?

"Are you going out again? When will you come home?" as i followed him as he start preparing his baggage. His usual routine every time he came home from business trips. Or something.

"Stevan can I at least know where will you be going at?" Again he didn't give me a reply nor a glance. I sigh.

"Can't you at least accept it already that theirs a woman waiting for you every time you leave?" I utter those words with a hint of anger. But instead of continously getting mad at him, I step back as he approaches me with a threatening and deadly glare.

"Waiting?! Do you expect me to stay here with you?! No! And I will never be! You took away my freedom from everything! You destroyed my dreams from me! and This" He pointed to me and him " Is just the little payment for everything you have done to me, you stupid woman!" He shouted.

And with that, he hurriedly packs his clothes inside his baggage and leaves the room closing the door with a loud thud.

I sigh again and close my eyes. I gotten used to it since we got maried but still I can't help myself from crying because of his cold treatment towards me.

"You'll be fine Joy.....you'll be fine" I cheered myself as I cry silently praying for my husband to accept me already.

He knows that it isn't my choice nor his for us to be in this place but because of our parents and for the sake of their freaking business and status. we are in this situation,But even though I didn't want this kind of life I still accepted it for the sake of him as my husband but why can't he accept me too?

Will I live like this forever? Being Unwanted?

But still, I do hope that one day he will see me as his wife too, just like other men looking lovingly at their spouses.

But it's all in my dream right?

Because I'm Joy Feliz Belear...

Stevan McHawkin's forever...

UNWANTED WIFE

Starting from the day we tie the knots util my very own last breath, I will be his forever unwanted women.

But.

If he really know about all of this, I hope that things may slowly change into something.

I may be his UNWANTED Wife but still I do hope to give a chance to this commitment.

I hope.

I really hope that one day he will see me, and only me.

But who an I joking, right? If from the start he always clarified it that he won't like nor accept me.

But as a woman can i atleast hope right? Specially if you really love someone that your ready to accept and endure anything and everything that may come.

"One day Stevan. You'll see me. Only me"

The week later,at the airport.

"Oh my gosh!" I smiled as I heard my best friend squeal.

"Besty!" And there she goes again giving me her breath-taking bear hug.

"Aly!...i c-can't breath" I tap her back.

"Oh! sorry, I'm just so...so happy! Look at you!" I smiled at her as she checked my whole body.

"I'm getting little jealous now! Why aren't you getting older not even a little year older, huh?" I chuckled at her remarks.

"Aly should remind you that you're actually older than me huh? A year older than me precisely" She gave me a pouting look that makes me laugh. Gosh! I miss you!

And with that, I hug her again.

"Glad that your back now besty" I said to her still embracing each other.

By the way she's Aly Stanfort, my bestfriend.

She just arrived from Europe where she works, and lived for the past few years and I'm so glad that we meet and still be friends after all these years.

Now that we missed each other I can't help myself from chuckling when we started talking non-stop.

Minutes passed I still found myself talking to Aly without stopping,we are now in a cafe having the best time of our life while chatting.

She just got here from London. She's been my best friend since high school and to make it short.

We parted ways after we graduated from college. She started working in her dream job as a fashion designer while I got married to Stevan. She's been there to my wedding before she flew to Europe and to conquer her dreams. We had the same dream job that's why I'm so happy for her that she really became a fashion designer. At least in that way I can also feel that I reached my dream job. Though there's a little part of me that regrets for not doing anything I could to reach and live a life that I really dreamed of. Nonetheless, I'm still contented off the life that I have today with Stevan.

As I thought about him i got a call from stevan.

"Give me a minute" I said to Aly, and she just nodded as I stood up to answer Stevan's call

I can't help it though since this is the first time that he ever called me since we got married two years ago and since he had gone for his trip last week.

But the happiness i felt immediately goes away as I heard a girl's voice in the other line.

Who is she?

I can't help but to feel anxious about what I'm thinking.

I hope it's not what i think it is.

"Oh, are you Stevan's another girlfriend?" She asks strictly and mockingly. I gulped.

This can't be.

"Hmm...No" I nervously answered her while contolling myself to not burst out crying because of the stinging pain that was slowly eating my whole body.

No...Stevan didn't want me but he will never ever cheat on me!

I thought to myself.

"Who are you talking to love?"

But no...the next second broked me whole as i heard the voice

My mind...

My heart...

My body...

My soul...

My love...

It's clearly Stevan's voice.

"How could you do this Stevan?" I asked full of pain as my mind slowly went blank and my body got numb.

He really is cheating on me.

STEVAN'S POV

I grabbed the phone that was in Clarisse's hand.

"What the fuck are you doing?" I look at her with a deadly glare. What is this bitch thinking about?

"I just pressed random numbers and it happened to be your wife...I'm sorry?" She said with a cute voice and a sweet smile paired with her puppy dog eyes that makes me smile.

"I will get killed if that woman tells my parents about this" I said chuckling and went to her to cuddle her.

Ah...the best feeling ever.

"Why aren't you divorcing her?" Clarisse asks after some minute of silence. I sigh.

"If I divorce her I won't get my inheritance completely" I answered and kiss her nape.

"I'm also rich, baby. I can, we can support each other you know that" She murmured and I just smiled.

"Wait for me to get rid of that girl maybe after I get all my money? Let's just wait for few years until my parents announce that I will become the new CEO of our business empire. In that way, I can secure everything that I want without her since my parents just also wanted their name and money not really a family bond" I explained to her and hugged her tightly.

"But what if she say a word to your parents? she said " I snuggled her closely.

I'm hear to relax not to answer her detective questions. Now I'm starting to feel irritated.

But still I answered her.

"That's why I planted something in her mind that whatever it takes or whatever happens she won't give a shit about me cheating or else she won't see the sunrise again" I coldly answer.

"Can we not talk about her for now, love? I'm thinking about how I will control her so that our relationship will not be in danger" Clarisse didn't reply and just hugged me back.

"I love you, love"

"I love you more" I said and swiftly glanced to the night table where my phone kept blinking indicating that someone is either calling or texting me.

Why the hell did I marry her anyway?

Not havig any choice, I slowly reached my hand and looked for the one who is either calling or texting me.

And my hunch is right.

My beloved wife, Joy Feliz Belear.

Note the sarcasm in that sentence.

I don't know why everytime I see or even hear her name really annoys me.

Is it because what Dad told me about her , since we are in this bullshit of a marriage.

But even though I don't like her I can't help but alsofeel confused about her, when everytime I hurt her I also feel a little bit of pain, specially when I hear her sometimes crying while sleeping.

But I must keep my wall up.

"It's the witch, love" I said to Clarisse.

"It's our time of the week, love. Can't you just forget bout her for a while?" I sigh to what she said.

I looked at her and kissed her neck.

"I also wanted to be with you, love. But I can't let that witch slip even for a minute or we will really be dead, specially now that she knows" I explained and she just sigh.

"Okay"