“you are not my husband…”

   Episode-143 “you are not my husband…”    Celeste’s POV:                         I am worried, what will Ernest do now?... I am his place… so will he get angry on me… god!!!.. Dad, did this to protect me… as far I heard, Steven Murray is powerful… so dad is thinking to put Steven against Ernest…. Do I really have to engaged to someone to get away from Ernest?....     I should just get out of here… it’s night time, Ernest usually comes home after 1 more hour, I should just get out of this mansion…      I walked out of room with my purse, I walked down the stairs and the elderly maid spotted me. she stopped me asked, “Miss. where are you going?”    I cursed internally, I said, “look… please.. I need to get home… he will be really mad today… I can’t face him… I need to go…”   The maid grabbed my hand and said, “Miss…. what will we tell him?... you know it, he will be more angry…” I know.. but right now escape seems to be a easy way..   I said to her in hurry, “tell him anything…” the maid looked worried.. we heard footsteps and I became alert… soon I saw him coming in, he was looking at his phone… his eyes met mine and he looked at me from up and down…     Ernest asked, “where are you going? At this hour?” I failed to give him a reason… I looked around finding something which I don’t know in first place…    He asked with little bit of demand, “Celeste?” I looked at him, he got the answer as he looked at my face.. he walked to me and threw on his shoulder.     I grasped as he did this, I said, “hey!!!. Put me down!!!” I felt a spank on my butt and I said, “ouch!!”, with no delay I was in the room and he threw me on the bed.. I looked at him as I was on flat on the bed..      He raised his eyebrow and I sat up moving behind… he asked as he went to drink from the wine bottle, “you were leaving without my permission…” he looked at me as he poured himself a glass of wine…..      I looked down,  he approaching me and pulling my chin to face him,  he asked, “you didn’t care to inform your husband about leaving at this hour… are you eager to meet your fiancé?….” I looked at him as he said this… he added, “you can’t cross the door without my permission…, love…” he tasted his wine as he said this…     I whispered, “you are not my husband…”      He got so close to me almost touching my lips, his breathe was colliding on my skin…. He said, “I am legally your husband…” I looked in his deep blue eyes and there is some kind of anger … but why is he this patient.. he is not screaming, warning… what is he up to?    I added, “a forced marriage…” I was angry, he let a mocking chuckle.       He added as he traced my neck with his finger, “you know law right… do you know what it means by having a fiancé when you are already married…. It’s called cheating… cheating.. are you ready to cheat on your husband…” he is mocking me or testing me… his fingers running own my neck are giving me weird sensation.. I pushing him away and crawled back from him on the bed… I want some distance between me and this maniac….      I said, “then divorce me… according to law, if your partner is cheating you can divorce easily… anyways, I don’t want any money or property from you….” he got angry, I can see his tight grip on the glass… he threw the glass on the floor and I flinched… he chuckled…    He said, “divorce?… why? to get away from me?... listen… you will be my widow but never my ex-wife… even if I die, you will belong to me….” I looked at him on this…. he walked in the bath as he shoot me a final glare….