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Goodbye My Love

In the modern novel Goodbye My Love, Hannah Smith has endured years of mistreatment as the wife of tycoon Xander Miller. Despite saving him from a past scandal, she is viewed as a gold digger and treated like a maid. When Xander's first love reappears, he serves Hannah divorce papers, but his attempt to take her child sparks a transformation. Driven by the abuse from her in-laws, Hannah vows to dismantle the powerful Miller legacy and seek justice.
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Chapter 2

- Drunk

THE coldness of the night added dread to the sleepless Hannah.

She glances at her bedside table where the documents are neatly arranged inside a brown envelope waiting for her signature.

It's haunting and taunting at the same time. She thought they were doing great. He works hard and does everything that pleases him. He could stay out all night and go home drunk and she would still welcome him with open arms. Even when he called her Denise the name of his ex while thrusting her he didn't hear her complain.

Hannah on the other hand, is a full-time housewife, even with a lot of servants in the mansion she's the one who personally tends to Xander and his family. She cooks and serves them. She's not even allowed to eat in the dining area with them.

The only time she does is when there are visitors as the Millers don't want any rumors circulating that they are abusing her.

She might not be the one who washed his clothes but she made sure his clothes were arranged properly in his walk-in closet according to his liking. He specifically demanded that all his clothes be arranged according to color from light to dark. All of his socks should be folded in a specific way and his coffee should be made in a specific measurement of coffee, cream, sugar, and temperature one mistake and he'll demand a new brew. With all the servants in the mansion, only Hannah can satisfy his delicate needs.

That's the reason why all the servants likes her and whenever their young master forgets any special day like Hannah's birthday and their anniversary. They make sure to buy flowers and boxes of chocolates for her and address it to Xander as it sender.

For Hannah, it was clear as day what she is for him but she thinks he will come around if she shows him love and care. Hoping that one day she could warm his cold heart.

From the first day she set foot on the Miller mansion she never slept in his room.

He made it clear from the very beginning that their marriage was only on paper but once the news of their unplanned wedding dies down they'll get a divorce immediately, but things change when he develops an urge towards her. Their separate rooms are useless when he is drunk and high in libido.

He will bang on her door and will not stop till she opens it and as his wife, it's her marital duty to satisfy his desires while taking care of his well-being. Soon those nightly trips he does in her room got her pregnant.

Not even once does he convey happiness in knowing he'll have a child. He didn't accompany her to any of her monthly checkups. Despite his lack of concern he never asks her to abort the baby and never mentions the word divorce again.

Not until tonight.

She frowns, "What change? Did I do something wrong?" She asks herself as she slowly opens the door and discreetly walks outside. Planning to knock on his door and wish he was in the mood to speak.

She walks in the long corridor on the other end of the mansion. She knocked three times and he did not answer. Feeling defeated she started to walk back to her room when she suddenly felt her phone buzz.

She checked who it was and to her surprise it was him, she answered the call immediately, "Xander, where are you?" She asks politely.

The music coming from the other line was so loud that she needed to move the phone away from her ear.

"Hello?" She added in confusion. She was about to disconnect the call thinking he accidentally dialed her number but before she could do that she heard a voice, "Hey, wait Hannah!" The voice on the other line yelled.

"Toby? Is that you?" She asks.

"Yes! Can you pick up Xander? He is too drunk to drive home." Toby explained.

"Sure." She replied immediately.

"Thanks. We are at a bar called The HideOut." He exclaimed.

Shortly, the call ended and Hannah hurriedly changed her clothes. She woke up one of the maids to accompany Bridget and then drove to the bar.

When she got in there she was ushered by a waiter to the VIP room where there was a private strip club filled with rich men and beautiful women. On one of the booths, she saw her husband Xander together with two gorgeous women beside him.

She ignored the ladies near him, she knew that Xander was not the type to cheat, especially with these types of women. She marched to him directly, "Can you walk?" She asks softly.

Xander sneered, "Why are you here?" He yelled then glanced at Toby who was sitting on the opposite side of him, "Did you call her?"

Toby nods. "I'm too tired to drive you home." He remarks while chugging his beer.

"Now I know why the ambiance is off. Your stalking wife is here, Xander," Ashton says mockingly as he sits on the other vacant seat in the booth.

Toby and Ashton are Xander's closest friends. If Toby is friendly, nice, and soft-spoken. Ashton is the opposite he's hot-tempered, bad-mouthed, impulsive, and most of all he doesn't like Hannah. He sees her as a cunning, gold digger that took something that doesn't belong to her.

It is known to Hannah that Ashton and Denise, Xander's ex-girlfriend were pretty close. She knew too well that even after the scandal Denise got herself into, Xander's wedding to her and having their daughter. Ashton still thinks that Denise should be Mrs. Miller.

Hannah ignored Ashton's remarks and continued to talk Xander into coming home with her, "If you can't walk I can guide you to the car." She says coaxingly while lightly tugging his arm.

Xander grunted and closed his eyes.

Ashton took it as a sign of disrespect. "Hey!" He yelled at her. "Don't you ever ignore me!" He added as he took a glass of water and poured it on Hannah's head.

She was dumbfounded as the cold water drenched her. Xander didn't even bat an eye to what Ashton did and the girls beside him started laughing at her. In their minds, Hannah is one of those low-end prostitutes who want to get in a rich person's pants.

Hannah stared at Xander pitifully as if begging him to defend her or at least act like he cared but he did not he glanced away from her as if she was not his wife or the mother of his child.

She heaved deeply and was about to burst into rage, but before she could Toby stood up for her.

"Ashton! What the fuck? Why did you do that?" He exclaimed while handing Hannah his handkerchief. He soon stared at the laughing women in the booth. "Leave... Now!" He yelled his voice so loud that it frightened them and they hurriedly left.

"Hey!" Ashton growled in dismay at what Toby did. "Why did you shoo my girls away." He exclaimed.

Toby smirked, "Why do you need to be so rude to Hannah? She's our friend's wife. Treat her with respect." He stated.

Ashton scoffed, "I'll respect her if she is someone worth respecting. Have you forgotten what she did? and what kind of person she is?" He clamored while glaring at Hannah.

She glances at Toby with a thankful gaze. Then to Ashton, she's about to defend herself against his claims when suddenly Xander stands up and speaks, "Next time when Toby asks you to pick me up don't go." He says to her. "You're not needed here or anywhere." He added as he stared at her like dirt.

She frowns instantly. She could hear Ashton's taunting sneer, she felt embarrassed and out of place. She lowered her head and walked away with tears in her eyes.

"I shouldn’t have come here." She yelled internally as she wiped her tears with the hanky Toby lent to her.

As she walked to her car she saw a figure puffing a cigarette in the parking lot but brushed it off and continued walking. Soon she heard the man calling her.

"Hannah?"

She stared at the man's location, narrowed her gaze then her eyes beamed, "Zane?" she cried out.

Zane walks to her and starts having a conversation. She was happy to see him, she felt safe seeing a familiar face. Zane is one of her oldest friends and he is also her best friend's boyfriend.

"Are you here with Clarise?" She asks.

He shook his head, "I'm with Leon. He is in the restroom puking his guts out." He remarks.

She giggled, "It seems like he hasn't changed." She uttered.

Unknown to them someone witnessed their closeness and the way she laughed at his words.

He nods and continued smoking. "You on the other hand changed a lot. Clarise, Leon, and I. We missed you." He mumbles.

~I miss you all too...~ That's what she wants to say but her words came to an abrupt end, "I miss you a..."

"Hannah!" Xander screamed while staring at her in displeasure.

She turned around only to see the burning gaze of her husband, "Xander," she mumbled softly. She was about to introduce him to Zane but before she could he carried her like a sack of potatoes and hurriedly walked to his car and threw her at the passenger seat.

Zane was dumbfounded and couldn't fathom what happened he was about to follow them and save Hannah but Leon arrived looking like a corpse when he glanced back at the car it was gone.

"Did I miss something?" Leon asks weakly as he holds his stomach.

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