"When you know your worth. No one in the world can make you feel worthless."

Chapter 2

"Mrs Mathus? Are you alright, would you like a cup of warm lemon tea, as you like it?" Maria, our maid asked in her slight Spanish accent distracting me for the book which I was reading.

"Maria, how many time do I have to tell you? It's been 2 years now do not call Mrs Mathus, Maria... Call me Rhosyn. Yes, I'm fine and that would be very sweet of you Maria. Thank you Maria" I said to Maria in a fake angry expression but couldn't hide my smile underneath it. She is been like a mother to me, she is in her late 40's and earlier 50's. I have met and known her for 2 years of my marriage.

Maria nodded with her smile and walked towards the kitchen. I stared at my book blankly.

I was currently sitting in the balcony that was near the bedroom reading random books that I had grabbed from the shelf in the mini library, that I had made in the bedroom. I miss my parents and my husband's parents.

I am happy that mine and his parents went on a long trip to Europe to spend their quality time with each other.

My mother for a long time wanted to visit Europe, it was her dream ever since she was a little girl when she was in high school, she couldn't go because of her family's financial problem when my dad was dating my mom back in college days, my father had made a promise to her after the wedding he could take her as a honeymoon but he couldn't because she was pregnant at that time with my brother, after that a few later I was born they couldn't go because to take of our needs, our responsibility and the main thing they were not so financially stable at that time. I guess my mother's longtime wish is finally getting fulfilled.

I took a deep breath and looked outside. It was just 12 in the afternoon and him, I mean my husband has been gone like almost a month now. I think he should have been coming back yesterday as far as I remember.

It is been over 18 months I have been married to him but nothing has changed it was the same as it was on the first few months of our marriage.

I am very well aware that he is spending his time with her and he had made it very clear about it. Some nights he would be with her over here and some nights over her place. They normally walk past me and go upstairs in each other's arms laughing invading each other's personal space.

I feel envied and a bit jealous of Karen because I knew that he loved her with the whole of his heart and all I wanted was to him is to give me a chance to prove and love me the same way he loved her.

I tried, I tried so hard to impress him every way a wife would do for her husband. It's 2 years almost over like 18 months he did not look at me, he ignores me like I was some kind of deadly disease.

"Here is your favourite lemon tea as you like it, Miss Rhosyn" Maria place the cup of tea beside me. "Thank you, Maria, it's so nice of you" she has her sweet smile like any mother could give to her daughter, she nodded and left me. Sometimes I felt like she could read me like an open book, she had made it clear that she like me for the very first day I had arrived.

It's been 2 hours since the house has been empty by now as all the maid had left to go back to their house.

Just like every afternoon for the past months, I have been walked to the back door of the house where the huge garden that I had been filling with different types of flowers, a small veggie farm and make sure they were properly growing as well as developing.

Every thought we have a garden man, Alfred. I just didn't want anyone to know that it was my doing.

I had just finished with the garden work, as I walked back into the house, and washed my hands. I heard keys jingling and rushed to the door like it did every night a month ago. Of course when the door opened my husband and Karen walk-in "Hey, how was your da~" before I could complete the sentence two coats came flying to me on my face.

'Rhosyn does not cry be strong not for yourself, else for your parents and his parents too they trust you so many', I enchanted like a prayer every time they walk past me. "Why don't you get rid of her. She is such a brainless little bitch and too ugly to even stand beside us, Weylyn", Karen said in her annoying high pitch voice making disgusted face to my husband, Weylyn Ragnar Mathus.

"Karen doesn't worry, she is only a few days burden that my parents give me. When my parents gave me the ownership in this coming week of this month, as the deal they made for the company. I wish to get rid of her personally after the deal any time soon darling" this is the first time he replies her back in front of me, the first time he spoke about me which completely broken me into the tiny pieces. She always says such things about me, which was nothing new to me. But it never hurt me as much as Weylyn said today did.

They went upstairs to Weylyn's room. I could hear the loud moaning and banging sounds from his room, I knew that they were having sex it was hard for me to hold my tears back. Yeah, form the first day of our marriage we were staying in two separate rooms and this was the same scenario on that day too. My room was two-room away for his. I cried half-night until they stop.

As I was sitting hugging my knees on the floor crying my heart out trying to ease my pain, mine through starting to overthink, what all I did for him, all mine so-called myself sacrifice and hard work. Is this my so-called husband worth my tears, is he really worthy of it. To waste my youth on him, just to prove what that am a better wife? or more like a trophy wife?

I can't bear it more and can't take it anymore! I am so done with this nonsense, I can't disregard myself anymore further then it is.

I know I can do much better things in my life than just waiting and wasting over here for him. I sat on my bed, I send a text message to my two of my best friends.

I hope God helps me to make the right decision because not only it will destroy my bond with my husband which was never existed in the first place as well as our both the families bond with a break which was of a long-time true friend-based.