The Heiress' Revenge-Chapter 89

A R I A N A

I found the sign for the restroom and pushed the door open.

It was empty.

Thank God.

I went to the farthest sink and held onto the cold white marble looking at myself in the big mirror.

My face was pale.

My eyes were wide and scared.

I looked so weak and I hated how I looked, I hated myself for coming here for letting Phil bring me for caring what Dante thought.

A sob broke out of me.

Then another.

I could not stop them.

I broke down completely letting the tear flow freely, I was so tired of all the drama that has happened lately.

I just wish everything could go back to the way it was, I hated having to worry all the fucking time.

I covered my face with my hands my whole body shook with my sobs.

I heard the door open softly.

I froze and quickly turned away from the door as I ripped my hands from my face not wanting anyone to see me like this.

I stared hard at the wall wiping my tears away fast.

I heard footsteps.

Slow heavy footsteps they came closer.

I did not turn.

I prayed whoever it was would just use the bathroom and go.

A voice spoke a deep cold voice I knew too well It sent a shiver down my spine.

"So," Dante said. "Phil. Is he your husband?"

I squeezed my eyes shut.

No.

Anyone but him.

I did not answer.

I could not.

His voice was low and dangerous. "Answer me Ariana."

I shook my head still facing the wall. "No. He is not my husband."

"A boyfriend then?" he asked his voice was like ice. "Did you replace me that easily? Or was he the one all along?"

"Stop it Dante," I whispered.

"Why? Does the truth hurt?" He took a step closer. I could feel him behind me. "It doesn’t matter anyway any relationship you have is a lie. It is invalid."

That made me turn around. "What are you talking about?"

He stood there so tall and imposing his face was hard.

"Our divorce," he said slowly. "I never signed the final papers. You ran away before it was complete so In the eyes of the law, you are still my wife."

The air left my lungs.

He would use that as his excuse, all the fucking time..

"It doesn’t matter," I breathed.

"Tsk" He gave a cold ugly smile. "So you are not just a liar and a cheat. You are also a bigamist. How many other men have you tricked Ariana?"

What?

Bigamist?

Something inside me snapped that I couldn’t hold back anymore.

"Enough!" I shouted my voice echoed in the tiled room. "I have had enough of your accusations! You know nothing! Nothing about my life! You have no right to stand there and insult me!"

His own anger flared "No right? I have every right! You betrayed l me! You walked into my life into my heart and you destroyed everything!"

"I loved you!" I screamed back the tears streaming down my face again. "I loved you more than anything!"

"You have a strange way of showing love!" he roared. "You stole my company’s private papers! You gave them to your father! You wanted to see me ruined! Was that your love Ariana? Watching me lose everything?"

This was it.

This was the old poison that had killed us.

"I didn’t do it for my father!" I yelled, my hands clenched into fists. "I did it for our son!"

He stopped.

He froze completely his eyes widened just a little. "What?"

The words poured out of me now. I couldn’t stop them. "My father... he found out about our son he said he’d would hurt him. He kidnapped him and told me the only way he would let us be safe was if I got those papers for him."

I was sobbing, barely able to speak. "I was so scared Dante! I was scared of losing our son, I was so scared of my own father! I did it to save our son! To save Asher!"

Dante just stared at me.

He looked like I had hit him. "Our... son?"

"Yes!" I cried. "The same son I had to raise for eight years all by myself! The son I nurtured and protected after getting pregnant from a man I thought I knew nothing about after a one-night stand!"

I looked straight into his dark shocked eyes.

"But that man was never a stranger was he? It was you Dante It was always you. The father of my child has always been you."

The silence in the room was heavy.

You could only hear the sound of my ragged breaths.

Dante’s face was pale.

He looked lost.

He opened his mouth but no sound came out.

I couldn’t do this anymore the fight was gone.

I felt empty like a hollow shell.

"I can’t do this," I whispered shaking my head. "I can’t."

I walked around him and walked towards the door.

My legs felt like they were made of water.

He didn’t try to stop me.

I pushed the door open and walked out leaving him standing there alone in the brightwith the truth I had carried for eight years finally hanging in the air between us.