I Ended Our Secret Marriage, And He Returned Begging novel

For seven years, I chased after Freddie Williams and for seven years, he turned me away.
Everyone had said that I, Bella Evans, cared for Freddie deeply and that Freddies feelings for me were only about the body.
But they hadnt known that through those seven years, Freddie loved me like crazy in my bed.
Once I had been in bed, I had always turned like that fool.
Five years after we broke up, Freddie and I had sat side by side again at a class reunion.
Our class monitor, whom we hadnt seen in a long time, had leaned near my ear and whispered, Bella, are you still running after Freddie?
The reports said Freddie is still single. You should try harder and get him!
Right as I had been ready to deny it, the room had burst into cheers again.
In a clean suit, a classy man took the seat beside me, giving me polite greetings and compliments.
Bella, long time no see.
How have you been these past five years?
I had smiled and lowered my eyes. Ive been good. Everythings good without you.

The spoon beside Freddie had dropped to the floor.
A sharp crack sounded in the private room. His normally blank face broke the silence as soon as I smiled and answered.
While the waiter came to switch out the dishes, he leaned closer to me, Bella...
I lifted my chair a little, shifting it so there was some space between us.
His pretty almond-shaped eyes suddenly dropped.
Ill take you home when were done.
No need. I turned him down right away.
Its raining, you cant ride your shared bike.
The rain outside the window was coming down harder. I really couldnt ride it; I would have to call someone to pick me up.
If you had taken that payout back then, you wouldnt be living like this now.
I didnt know if he meant breakup money or abortion money.
He had owed me too much over the years. Five abortions alone.
Feeling a bit bothered, I followed his eyes to the stain on the edge of my pants.
It came to mind that earlier, while coming here, a black Maybach threw dirty water all over me.
It turned out Freddie was the one driving.
He had changed cars again; it looked like he had too much cash lying around and bought one just to avoid taxes.
I brought a raincoat, no need to bother.
After glancing at me a few times, Freddie let out a long breath. Bella, dont always be so hardheaded...
Freddie. A sweet voice cut off Freddie and everyone turned to look.
Standing at the doorway, the woman wore a light gray work suit and her clean makeup highlighted her well-defined face.
Looking around at each other, everyone tried to guess who she was.
As for me, I didnt even look up and just kept eating from my bowl.
Lately, I had been sleeping longer than usual and when I opened my eyes, it was already afternoon.
I hadnt eaten anything before the class monitor, Cindy Cole, kept calling me over, so I was really hungry.
Bella Evans? Imogen grabbed my hand in loud surprise, dropping the meat she was holding.
What are you doing here? Freddie said its a high school reunion today, I wondered if youd show up!
I let out a small, awkward laugh and quietly pulled my hand back.
And this is? Cindy, sitting next to me, finally couldnt hold back from asking and everyone looked at Freddie.
My fiance, Imogen Wright.
With only a few plain words, Freddie didnt reveal any emotion. So, even someone like Freddie would openly admit who his lover was.
Seven years of hiding our relationship, three years of a hidden marriage.
My ten years of being pushed aside turned into a huge joke.
At first, no one said anything. Then someone finally said, Congrats, and everyone started reacting again.

Imogen sat down beside Freddie and the two accepted everyones congratulations like a newly married couple.
I came late, so I should take three drinks as a penalty. But Freddie hasnt let me drink lately, so Ill use a soda instead.
Imogen was good at dealing with people.
Even though Freddie didnt move, she raised her glass and greeted everyone at the table.
Instantly, the mood brightened.
In just a few minutes, everyone started complimenting her.
By the way, I heard someone in your class chased Freddie for seven years. Who is it?
I really want to know who had that kind of patience. Imogen looked around the room and asked with a wide smile.
I kept my head down, the smile on my face already gone.
No one answered and not a single person dared to look my way; they were scared I might flip the table in anger.
Since I was young, everyone knew I had an easily upset and never let things go.
Except for Freddie, almost no one could calm me.
Back when I chased Freddie, most girls didnt even dare talk to him.
She didnt show up today. Cindy stepped in to cover for me.
Ah? Then I guess it really wasnt meant to happen.
I even wanted to give her an invitation Imogen let out a fake sigh, then laughed and leaned into Freddies arms.
Cindy, with huge, round eyes, stared at her. This woman has no shame at all!
I watched Cindy turn her sadness into eating and I laughed, handing her a glass of water so she wouldnt choke.
Cindy grabbed my arm. Bella, my ship is actually sinking!
You really cant end up with Freddie?!
She tightened her jaw and stared at Imogen.
I laughed. Its not like we never dated before.
Cindys mouth fell open in shock and even her eyes were shaking.
I looked at Freddie, waiting for him to confirm it. You agree, right, Freddie?
Freddies brow moved slightly and he nodded to show it was true.
Seriously?! Cindy jumped up quickly, suddenly way too excited, like shed eaten bad candy.
The whole room reacted.
After all, during the seven years I chased Freddie, everyone thought he couldnt stand me.
Even the thought of being physically turned off was mentioned by them.
Imogens fixed smile stopped in place.
She hadnt expected me to admit Id dated Freddie in secret and she definitely hadnt expected him to confirm it.
So Freddies ex-girlfriend was actually Bella!
Then I should thank Bella even more. Thank you for stepping back and giving me the chance to be with Freddie, Imogen said as she picked up a glass to toast.
One glass of orange juice, one glass of liquor.
I pushed the liquor aside, my expression cool and said, Sorry, I cant drink.
How can you not drink? Imogen didnt give up and moved the glass closer to me. I remember when you were the sales director, you could drink a lot.
Didnt you show me how to build up my drinking back then?
In our last year of college, Freddie started his tech company.
At that time, I turned down a job my family arranged for me and went to support him.
His startup company could hardly survive.
Freddies natural pride kept him from lowering himself for a small amount of money and in the end, I was the one who gave in.
Every deal, every partnership, every round of funding was secured by me, after countless drinks at business dinners.
Back then, Freddie was truly thankful for what I did, so he asked me to marry him.
After seven years of hiding our relationship, we had a secret marriage that lasted three years.

Back then, Freddie would make me hangover soup and cereal and when I was drunk and out of it, he would hold me and soothe me to sleep.
Even when he didnt have much money, he still remembered every anniversary and bought me pricey gifts.
Aside from not giving me an official title, Freddie gave me almost everything.
This was one of the reasons why I valued this relationship so much.
I always believed that, in some way, he cared about me.
Later, the company slowly gained attention and Freddie secured his role with his strong skills.
His company also started to hire more people.
Imogen joined around that time; I was the one who hired her.
Freddie said, I dont want you going out in front of others. You can find someone to drink for you.
From then on, I slowly stayed behind the scenes.
Imogen, young and bold, often drank until she couldnt stand at business dinners.
I began teaching her how to talk people into drinking, how to build up her tolerance and how to close deals at the table.
She had talent and learned fast. Because she was cheerful and good-looking, she got several good-paying contracts.
Freddie cared for her openly, making no effort to cover it up.
Besides her normal bonuses, Freddie started giving her extra gifts.
Costly clothes, bags and jewelry poured into Imogens hands like running water.
They began showing up together often at the company, acting close as if no one else existed.
I caused trouble more than once, but each time it ended with Freddie walking off in anger.
Bella, dont use dirty thoughts to judge people.
Bella, if you keep acting out, theres no reason for us to stay together.
That relationship, with me as the one hurt, almost broke me.
Staring at the clear glass of white wine in front of me, I lifted my eyes toward Imogen.
Didnt I show you before? Dont push a woman to drink. When I finished speaking, I set my utensils down and poured my wine into Freddies glass.
Freddie, if you cant handle your woman, dont bring her out and make things awkward. Freddies expression changed at once.
He pulled Imogen back. Stop causing trouble.
Sit down and eat. Even if you dont want to eat, the baby in your stomach will.
What he said made the food on the table suddenly taste like nothing.
I suddenly felt sick to my stomach and stood. Sorry, Im going to the restroom.
Once I stepped outside, the cold wind and light rain went into my coat, making it wet and cold.
I couldnt stop shaking and the sickness eased a little.
A child. They actually had a child.
Freddie, who always said he didnt like kids, had a child with another woman.
In ten years, Freddie and I had five pregnancies, but every time, we ended them.
Freddie had a bad habit: he refused to use condoms.
Each time, I took birth control pills and if I got pregnant, I had an abortion.
His reasons for not wanting kids were simple. He said he was focused on his career and he didnt like children.
Every time I had an abortion, Freddie would buy me all kinds of things to make me feel better.
He often said we were still young and that all these years had been too packed for us to enjoy being a couple.
Perhaps since I loved him so much, whatever he said always moved me.
From drinking and taking birth control pills for so long, my body was already badly hurt.
During my fifth pregnancy, the doctor said that if I lost that one, I might never have children again.
On our third wedding anniversary, I prepared a table full of dishes, hoping to talk to Freddie.
I wanted to keep the baby, but I didnt see him.
Instead, I walked in and saw him and Imogen wrapped together on the office sofa.

Bella, who allowed you to walk in without knocking!
Leave! Freddie grabbed the clothes on the floor and covered the woman in his arms.
Imogen stared at me with a helpless look, like a scared little animal.
That day, I ran out in shock.
I even remembered to shut the door behind me.
When Freddie came home that night, the whole place was in chaos.
I threw the food and the cake onto the ground, ripped up every picture of Freddie and me and broke anything I could reach.
Freddie stepped through the mess and sat down in front of me.
In the end, I was the one who spoke first, asking him when it began.
You dont want the answer.
Bella, wouldnt it be easier if you stayed home as Mrs. Williams?
Freddie stayed just as far away and his words hit me like something cold.
I lost control and called Imogen right in front of him.
Freddie grabbed my phone and smashed it apart. Are you out of your mind? She has no idea!
The room seemed to freeze.
I looked at him with a tight smile and asked, Freddie, does she really know nothing?
Although Freddie and I were secretly married, anyone who paid attention could tell our situation was nowhere near simple.
Imogen had asked about Freddie and me more than once; even someone clueless would get it.
At least I havent mentioned anything.
Freddies cold voice came out, and in that moment, it felt like my chest cracked apart.
Bella, let me tell you, if you cause her trouble, were getting a divorce!
For those three years, whenever I felt upset because of Imogen, Freddie always liked to use divorce to threaten me.
Each time, I bowed my head and gave in.
Only that one time, I agreed. Freddie, then lets get a divorce.
Later, during the divorce process, Freddie set harsh terms to force me to give up, nearly telling me to walk away with nothing.
I made a clean choice and signed the divorce papers.
Back then, there was no waiting period for divorce and we quickly got our divorce documents.
At the doors of the City Hall, Freddie clenched his teeth and warned me not to regret it.
Freddie acted like he was sure I would change my mind, that I would regret it, but I didnt.
For five years, I had almost never thought about him.
If Cindy hadnt pushed me to attend the reunion, I wouldnt have crossed paths with him again.
As something landed on my shoulder, I saw a black suit jacket placed over it.
A well-known cool scent reached my nose.
It was Freddie.
Bella, five years. I never thought you would really refuse to come back.
Without thinking, I lifted the coat off and passed it to him.
Come back to be your mistress?"
Freddie, his face blank, caught my wrist and pulled open my inner shirt.
Across my pale stomach were tight marks.
Bella, did you give birth to my child five years ago?
Since the wind was strong, I couldnt hear Freddies voice.
My sight went blurry and I felt like I was back in those days of having nowhere to go five years ago.
During that time, Freddie and I ended our divorce and I walked empty-handed.
With the divorce and being pregnant, I didnt even dare step near my own family home.
Three years of being a full-time wife had left me with no useful job skills.
I had no money for another abortion, so I tried home tricks to make the baby leave on its own.
I tried jumping rope, chewing raw herbs that were said to move the blood and going without food for three days, but the baby stayed strong.
In the end, I couldnt keep forcing it.
I became foolish, holding on to the idea of giving birth to my ex-husbands baby.
I lived in a small basement room, worked a part-time shift at a diner and supported myself and the tiny life growing inside me.

I talked to him every day, telling him about my daily life.
I bought him many tiny outfits, even finding a crib at a used market.
I gave him the nicest things I was able to buy.
I thought everything would stay steady, but one night I suddenly had heavy bleeding.
The placenta has dropped low all of a sudden, almost covering the whole cervix.
You need to stay in the hospital to keep the pregnancy, or you wont be able to keep the baby. The doctors flat voice felt like a hammer hitting my heart.
The price for keeping the pregnancy was too high; I couldnt afford it.
With painful tears running down my face and blood under me think of Freddie.
Lying on the hospital bed, after struggling inside, I finally called Freddie.
The ringing dragged on.
When Freddie answered, it felt like forever.
Hello?
Who is this? Freddies voice came out in shaky breaths, mixed with short groans.
My hands started shaking right then and I quickly hung up the phone.
Awful memories pulled at my nerves and I slowly made out Freddies face.
Freddie grabbed my hand in a rush, his hold getting tighter.
Bella, where is the baby? Is the baby still there?
I pulled away from him. Freddie, if youve lost your mind, go talk to a doctor.
Stop watching those silly rich-boss shows. Im not dumb, not stupid enough to have my cheating husbands kid!
Freddie didnt accept it, pointing at my belly. Then how did these marks show up?
I didnt see them before.
I furrowed my brows in anger. Nonsense.
Just as I was about to walk off, Imogens voice sounded behind me.
Bella, let us drive you home.
Its hard to find a taxi at this hour. Imogen hurried over, holding my bag.
I lifted my chin and agreed.
Once we sat in the car, Imogen started talking nonstop about her pregnancy checkup.
Freddie replied with no interest.
In the rearview mirror, his eyes kept drifting toward me. Bella, this is my first baby with Freddie.
Freddie cares so much about him, he even asked someone to find the best maternity hospital!
If you ever need anything, I can introduce you to someone.
With a small smile and her eyes narrowing, Imogen said to me, Oh, right, I still dont know where Bella lives!
St. Bernard, Zone 5.
In surprise, Imogens mouth fell open. St. Bernard, Zone 5 on Phoenix Road? That place costs a fortune. How do you stay there?
With a raised eyebrow, Freddie looked at me with clear doubt.
She went on, Bella, youre not just saying that to look good, are you
I cut off Imogens nonstop talk. Yes, I work there as a babysitter.
With a soft laugh from Imogen, Freddie nodded with a look of understanding.
The tight air in the car felt dangerous and I almost couldnt breathe.
Sorry, my morning sickness has been really bad lately. I only wanted to open the window for some air.
Tires screeched loudly and I stopped myself from getting hit by holding my belly.
Imogen wasnt as quick; a large bump swelled on her head.
She turned toward Freddie with tears on her face, trying to sound pitiful, but Freddie only shifted his eyes to me.
His eyes looked dull and empty, like something faint was blocking them.
You got married?
I straightened my back a little and nodded.
Yes, I ended my divorce and then got married again.

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