Abandoned by the Aristocratic Husband
Chapter 1
Five years of dating, and a month before my wedding to Jason, he disappeared.
When he reappeared, he was a completely different person.
He was driving a fancy car, with a tall, beautiful woman by his side.
Jason coldly said, “I’m not an orphan anymore. My real parents found me. I’m a big shot now, the heir to the wealthy Miller family.”
“Sarah, we’re from two different worlds now. I can’t marry a country girl like you.”
“This is my fiancée, Vivian Stone, a rich girl from the Stone family. We’re perfect for each other, and we’re getting married next month.”
Vivian looked at me with disdain, and threw a ten-thousand-dollar check at me like she was dismissing a beggar. “Consider this payment for the years you wasted on Jason.”
“Don’t bother Jason again, or I promise you’ll regret it!”
Before I could speak, Jason impatiently said, “Ten thousand dollars is plenty. Don’t be greedy.”
“We’re done!”
“Just throw away my stuff in the apartment.”
“That cheap, old junk doesn’t suit me anymore.”
Then, he and Vivian drove off.
As they left, Vivian sneered, “Country bumpkin, don’t dream of becoming a princess. Go back to the countryside and find a decent man to marry!”
I tore up the check, crying all the way back to my apartment.
Looking at the sweet photos of Jason and me, and his clothes and belongings, memories flooded back, and I broke down completely.
Five years ago, Jason and I first met.
I was working at a small diner. On my way home one night, I ran into him.
He was carrying a bottle of liquor, drunk and looking despondent.
We bumped into each other on a street corner.
Or, rather, my moped hit him.
Jason fainted.
Terrified, I rushed him to the hospital. He had a low blood sugar episode.
That’s how we met.
He was a college student, and I was a simple country girl working a low-wage job.
People said we were mismatched, that Jason would have a better future, that I wasn’t good enough for him.
But Jason held my hand tightly, saying, “We’re both orphans, destined to meet and fall in love. No other woman matters to me.”
“I don’t care what others say, and neither should you. They’re just jealous!”
“Just remember, my only wish is to marry you, to grow old with you.”
Those vows now seemed so ironic!
I cried as I packed up the apartment, throwing all of Jason’s things in the dumpster.
That night, while still grieving, the landlord came.
He bluntly said, “Sarah, you have to move out tomorrow.”
“I’ll return your security deposit and this month’s rent. Pack your things tonight.”
I pleaded with him, but he said, “It’s not personal, but you’ve crossed the wrong people.”
“They’ve threatened my businesses. I can’t afford to mess with them.”
“I’ll pay you the penalty, but you have to leave tomorrow.”
He didn’t say who, but I knew.
It was definitely Vivian.
The next morning, I dragged two suitcases away, like a stray dog kicked out of its home.
I checked into a cheap motel near work, planning to find an apartment later.
At work, the atmosphere was strange.
Everyone looked at me oddly.
My supervisor said, “Sarah, the boss wants to see you.”
There was pity in his eyes.
When I reached the boss’s office, he sighed.
He pointed to a termination letter. “Sarah, sign this.”
“You’ll get your full compensation.”
“Our company is small, we can’t withstand pressure from powerful people. Please understand.”
My heart sank.
I forced back my anger and asked, “Did Vivian threaten the company?”
He nodded sadly. “Our company is nothing compared to the Stones. They could ruin us with a single word.”
“Sarah, how did you offend their daughter?”
“I advise you to apologize to her.”
I laughed bitterly, signed the papers, and left.
I cried again.
I refused to believe Vivian could control everything.
I refused to believe she could destroy my life in this city.
As I left the building, a van stopped in front of me.
Several burly men dragged me inside.
I struggled and screamed, but they covered my mouth and held me down.
One of them said, “Shut up, lady!”
“Ms. Stone wants to see you. If you struggle, we’ll use force.”
Vivian sent them?
What did she want?
I was taken to a private club.
I’d heard of this place – rich and powerful people spent fortunes here.
The men led me to a luxurious suite. I could see inside through the crack in the door.
I heard Vivian and Jason laughing, along with other voices.
“Jason, I heard you dated a country girl, almost married her?”
“Was she pretty? Could she compare to Vivian?”
“No way, I met Sarah. She’s nothing special. Not even a match for Vivian.”
“Now that Jason’s back with his family, he wouldn’t stick with that girl.”
In the suite, Jason had his arm around Vivian. He chuckled, “I was poor back then. I couldn’t be picky if a woman stuck by me.”
“Now that I’m back in the Miller family, I can’t stay with that country girl.”
“She has no education, no background, just a poor orphan. Not even as good as our maid. We’re from different worlds.”
“Vivian is beautiful and kind. We have so much in common. We’re a perfect match. It’ll be easy to get along.”
“Like you said, Sarah’s nothing compared to Vivian. I’m not stupid. Why would I still be hung up on her?”
His words were like knives piercing my heart.
Vivian smiled. “Sarah stayed with you for five years, are you really going to abandon her?”
Jason shrugged, “I gave her ten thousand dollars, didn’t I?”
“That’s compensation enough.”
“I don’t owe her anything. I’ve been more than fair.”
Vivian’s smile widened. “What if she still bothers you?”
Jason frowned, “If she doesn’t understand, teach her a lesson. End it.”
Vivian looked toward the doorway. “Sarah, did you hear that?”
The men pushed me inside.
Everyone looked at me, sneering.
“She’s Sarah?”
“She’s so plain, not even qualified to work here.”
“Jason’s taste was terrible before. Good thing Vivian corrected him.”
“Being in the same room with her pollutes the air.”
My anger boiled.
Jason looked shocked.
Vivian stood up, holding a glass of wine. “Sarah, you didn’t get the message yesterday!”
“After the check, you should’ve left. Forever.”
“You still want Jason back?”
“Don’t be naive!”
She poured the wine over my head. “This drink costs more than you make in years!”
“You’ll never become a princess!”
“I brought you here to show you reality.”
“Jason said all that. Any thoughts?”
My anger exploded.
I lunged at Vivian, but the men held me down.
Vivian laughed and slapped me.
Everyone laughed.
Jason’s expression was complex. “Enough, Vivian! Stop it!”
Vivian turned to him, “You feel bad? You said you’re over her.”
Jason sighed. “This is a celebration. Don’t let this girl ruin it.”
“Vivian, you’re delicate. She’s just a country girl, you might hurt your hand.”
“Get rid of her. She’s annoying.”
Vivian smirked. “I think you still care about her.”
“Prove it!”
Jason walked towards me and slapped me. “Get out! Don’t let me see you again!”
Vivian laughed, and everyone else joined in.
They threw me into the van and drove into the suburbs.
They smirked, “Ms. Stone said she doesn’t want to see you again.”
“To prevent you from bothering Jason, she wants us to take care of you.”
“Just cooperate, and we’ll make it quick. Good deal?”
I didn’t answer.
Since the club, I’d accepted the worst.
I held onto a sliver of hope for Jason.
But his slap and words extinguished that hope.
Death held no fear. But I wouldn’t let them violate me.
As I contemplated suicide, the van screeched to a halt.
Cars blocked us, and men with weapons smashed the windows, dragging the men out.
Their screams faded.
The leader approached, “Ms. Chu, Mr. Miller sent us!”
They took me to a luxury villa. I was confined but safe.
Jason knew what Vivian planned. He rescued me.
But he kept me locked up, like a caged bird.
They said he’d see me after his wedding.
What did he have to say?
