A Happy Life

Mia remembered Ken's word's, "Here's where we bid that jerk 'Lmao loser'. Unfortunately, I won't be here to witness it, but this, you being free off that devil will keep my rainbow wings flapping during research more than anything. Just a teeny-weeny sign and..." Mia had forced a laughter as a response to that.

"Just a signature at the bottom, ma'am."

She snapped back into present. She looked at the mirror and saw the bandage wrapped across her forehead. It throbs-she put her hand over the right ear, noticed the flat, and only then remembered that the injury was over the left ear- Yes, he beats me everyday after returning home, as if I am responsible for his debts and his increasing expenditure on drinks. Here's where we bid that je... whatever. She signed off the final paper. The entire countryside estates were hers, and the house, and the dairy factory. She went back home and kept the legal paper-works in a locked drawer.

Black-suited Harry returned home red-eyed with a country booze and his miserable suitcase. He saw the wife sitting on the couch. Some royal shit. And... where's the fucking tea? "Hey queen, not even some tea for ya servant?"

A slight wave of shock went through her. She inhaled deeply and said. "Servants don't deserve te..." She cleared her throat and said, "N...No."

"No? Of course not. Not that I care about tea today anyway but...", he caught a glance of the kitchen while walking towards his room. "The dishes aren't even washed?"

Harry brisk-walked threateningly towards his wife. She stood up, a drop of sweat trickled along the side of her face.

"Your head's loose or what bitch?"

"Shut up", she said very lightly.

"What's that?"

"No... Nothing. My head was paining very much, so I sat down for a while and dozed off..."

He lost his temper. She saw the glass bottle coming closer and closer to her, she closed her eyes... And it shattered on the floor.

"What are you staring at?" shouted Harry, "Get cleaning you puke head." He grabbed her hair and thrusted her down. She fell on the glass pieces. Mia grabbed the broom immediately as her husband left the scene. She cleaned up the mess, and worried herself over the bloodstain mid-cleaning. Once done, she rushed to her room and pulled the slightly open drawer.

Next morning, while his wife was in the washroom, Harry opened the drawer and found the 'Transfer of Ownership' papers missing. Done. This clarifies what that pea-brain was burning in the backyard the night before. And that 'O Lord forgive me' shit and placing her hand over the bonfire and what not. Pathetic try. Anyways, got more worries ahead today.

Mia started visiting the church more often, but made sure to avoid leaving the house at all costs for any other reason, and put her focus fully on cleaning the laundry and shining the dishes. She also blocked that toxic friend of hers Ken, that jealous guy went to such extents to end her happy life.