Chapter 7

Vivian's POV ¶¶

After the forceful sex of the last, time, I have now decided not to refuse him sex again, no matter what that, or even how I feel. I hope this decision will make him happy.

I make everything possible not to piss him off!.

It's been two months now and my husband hasn't laid his hand on me. No useless quarreling etc...

"If it reaches 5months, I will celebrate it!."

I tell my self.

I am excited, I feel that something has changed and I hope it's for the better.

Even my son seems to be happier these days.

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Two days later,

We are going to a party organized by his colleagues and great influences.

The driver stops the car and we step down.

"Wow, beautiful house!."

I tell him

He doesn't reply and he keeps walking straight.

I give our invitation card to the receptionist for a check.

"Welcome, Mr., and Mrs. Richardson!."

The receptions show us our way in.

"Thank you!."

We nod at her and lead us in.

There are lots of people. The music is low and enjoyable. Kind of private party.

We great some people my husband knows.

"Please Can I?."

this man I don't know asks and snatches my husband away.

Then they start talking.

"There is this thing I have been wanting...!."

With that, they walk away.

Now, I am standing alone and bored, while my husband is having some fun charting with his friends.

I see other women in pairs and groups charting like they all knew each other. But, don't know anyone. My husband hardly allows me to have friends talkless of going out of the house carelessly. I am only allowed to go and drop our kid to school and straight to work.

To keep working wasn't easy, I fought to keep my job. My husband did want me to walk anymore. I couldn't take that. 

"What, a life!."

I tell myself,

Picking up a glass of whiskey from a waiter's tray and I begin to sip it. 

"Hey, Vivian!."

He calls me

"Judson!."

I hug him tight, so excited to see him.

"It's been a long time!.

I tell him

"Yeah, really!." 

He nods at me

I hug him again. I am so happy to see someone I know.

My husband turns his face to check on me and he sees us hugging severally.

"Isn't it?. Richardson?. What do you think about his opinion?."

His friends call for his attention, without success he is only focusing on me. He doesn't listen to any word of what they are saying to him.

His friends don't realize that he is staring at me. So they keep arguing hoping Richardson will get back to his senses and join them back.

He is getting red mad!.

"And who the hell is that young man caressing my wife in public!."

He tells himself.

I was so busy charting with Judson that I didn't notice my husband's weird stare at us.

"I heard that you got married to a very rich man. Richardson, I really admire his work and his accomplishments. He is indeed a great man!."

He sincerely explains, with lots of admiration.

I nod at him. 

"Excuse me!."

My husband excuses himself among his colleagues and immediately moves towards us.

What does he have in his mind?. I don't know!.

"What of you Judson?. I really miss you!. See how you have grown up. Judson, the stubborn boy. Chaiii, you use to give a headache to Mama Alice!."

I hit his shoulders laughing.

We are now both laughing.

Then I suddenly receive a huge slap in the face.

This slap instantly makes me turn, red at the spot!. 

My heart swelled till it burst and I die at the spot. Anyway, this is how I feel.

"You prostitute!."

My husband in public.

At the slap's sound, immediately, everywhere get quite with everybody is staring at us!. 

The DJ even stopped the music.

As I try to explain, he gives me another slap.

The shame is unbearable.

"And I will slap you again and again if you dare try to lie to me!."

He yells at me

I hold my mouth seriously nodding my head at him and crying.

"And you got off!."

Richardson pushes Judson off his path.

With that, he brutally drags me out of the party with everyone staring at us.

Judson is in shocks, not knowing what to do or say!. He doesn't still comprehend what just happened!.

What an embarrassment!.

I thought I had already felt, or seen the top of it all, but when he gave me that slap in the crowd, with everyone staring at me, I felt like I was falling 50th feet under the ground.

This is the humiliation of my life. All these ladies who envy me, how will they look at me now. 

All this beating and disrespect is better at home but when it gets out of the house, its something else. 

I felt like it's the first time my husband hit me. I tell you all this is a new experience in my life. Being beaten in public!. I can't still get it clearly.

They all saw the bitterness, disrespect in his eyes. The easy at which he slapped me shows that it wasn't the first time. And anyone could see it.

How will I appear in public?. 

The driver parks the car and leaves. We are now at home.

As if it wasn't enough, he drags me out of the car to the parlor.

"How can you expose yourself in that manner, especially in public!. Can't you have some decency?."

He yells at him

He grips me tightly, I am pushing away, yet no way out.

"How can you slap and humiliate me in that manner. In public Richardson. That was very stupid of you. Now everyone knows that you are a wife clunker. You should be ashamed of your self!."

I yell at him, I know he will beat me but I had to free up my mind.

I want my works to hunt him.

"She may be right!."

He tells himself

And he slaps me again because he doesn't want to accept.

"Richard, that young guy is my cousin and we grew up together. We hadn't met each other for a long time now!. Since you are a foolish man, you couldn't think before reacting!."

I scream at his face

As he is beating, pulling me on the floor like a thing with no life in it.

"You are going to pay me for all these years. Richardson this is the drop of water which has filled the flask!."

As I speak, I struggle to get up from the floor, with blood out of my mouth. Scars on my body.

I now standing right in front of him, my legs are unstable,

"Shut up!."

He slaps my mouth

That slap is so heavy and painful that it projects me on the ground. 

I fall like a heavy bag and I hit my head at the edge of the table before finally hitting the ground.

As I reach the floor, he instantly follows, giving me heavy blows as if he is fighting with a man like him.

I am unconscious. I don't scream nor react at his hits.

He then realizes it a few minutes later, after giving several blows. When I am completely gone, laying like a corpse.

"Vivian, Vivian get up it's okay!.".

He shakes me in fear, hoping to wake me up.

"Vivian, get up!."

He jerks my hand up but it falls spontaneously.

He rushes me into his car to the hospital.

Our son sees everything. He has been hiding up by the stairs and watching his father, useless me.

As his father is rushing me to the hospital, he runs to his room crying.

He has no one to talk to. 

"My mum is dead!."

He cries.

Will I survive this time?.

I always thought I could change him back, to the Richardson I first fell in love with. But I never thought of it properly, because what if he kills me before I change him.

We can't change a man who does want to change, or who doesn't feel guilty for his bad actions. This goes for a woman as well and every other human being.

Ladies, food, sex, carrying love, etc... can't keep a man. If so, I would have changed Richardson long ago. I even had to learn new sex positions, just to satisfy him and to make him happy.

Then I realized that what keeps a man, is a man who wants to stay. When a man wants you or wants to stay with you, you need not much effort to keep him. Everything goes smoothly.

Even the Bible said it.

"Man love your wife and wife be submissive!."

But when it happens that, its the woman who loves the most, it hardly works. 

But when the man does love and the woman is obedient and respectful, it always lasts. And everything seems to fall into place.

As the Bible said so shall it be. Men and Women have to play their parts for it to work. 

Because If the man love and the woman, is very disobedient and she cheats, it won't work.