Loving you was a mistake- Steve Johnson and Margaret Smith
"Loving You Was a Mistake" is a captivating tale of love, revenge, and redemption that follows the tumultuous journey of Margaret Smith and Steve Johnson. Forced into a contract marriage orchestrated by Steve out of a misguided belief that Margaret was involved with his sister's husband, Margaret finds herself bewildered by Steve's sudden animosity towards her. The narrative unfolds from their wedding day, where Steve's plan to enact revenge on Margaret begins. As Steve deliberately orchestrates circumstances to make Margaret fall for him, his initial intentions blur as he witnesses Margaret's genuine affection. However, his resolve wavers, and he decides to abandon her, only to realize his true feelings too late. Through a series of flashbacks, the story delves into the origins of the misunderstanding, unraveling the intricate web of deceit and betrayal that led to their strained relationship. As Steve comes to terms with his mistakes, he embarks on a quest to win back Margaret's trust and affection. The novel explores themes of fake love, revenge, drama, and forgiveness as Margaret grapples with the decision to forgive Steve or sever ties with him permanently. Ultimately, "Loving You Was a Mistake" is a poignant tale of love's power to overcome even the deepest wounds, leaving readers questioning whether love can truly conquer all.
Chapter 8 "Thrown to the Storm: Unveiling Cruelty
As Margaret composed herself, wiping away the last traces of tears, she mustered the courage to address Steve once more. With a steady voice, she asked, "Can I ask you something?" Her tone was tentative, but beneath the surface lay a determination to confront the uncertainties that lingered between them. .
Margaret gathered her courage to broach the subject that weighed heavily on her mind, Steve's sigh hinted at the tension that lingered between them. Despite the risk of his wrath, she pressed on, determined to uncover the truth behind his sudden outburst.
"Why did your actions turn rude when Robert entered the venue?" Margaret's question hung in the air, laden with the weight of her curiosity and concern.
But as soon as Robert's name crossed her lips, Steve's temper flared, his facade of composure crumbling in an instant. With a sudden push, Margaret found herself stumbling backward, her heart pounding in her chest as she struggled to regain her balance.
Caught off guard by Steve's sudden outburst, Margaret recoiled, her eyes wide with shock and fear. In that moment, the truth became painfully clear: Steve's anger ran deeper than she had ever imagined, his hidden demons threatening to consume them both in a whirlwind of violence and betrayal.
As Steve's rage erupted in a torrent of cruel words and violent actions, Margaret felt a chill run down her spine, her heart heavy with the weight of his scorn. The venom in his voice cut through her like a knife, leaving behind a trail of anguish and despair.
With her hand twisted in his grip and her cheeks held tightly in his grasp, Margaret trembled under the force of his anger, her eyes brimming with tears of pain and humiliation. His words struck her like a blow to the chest, each syllable a harsh reminder of her own vulnerability and insignificance in his eyes.
"Dare not forget who you are," he spat, his voice laced with contempt. "Just a slave."
As the full extent of his cruelty washed over her, Margaret felt her resolve crumble beneath the weight of his words. In that moment, she realized the bitter truth: to Steve, she was nothing more than a pawn in his twisted game, a mere shadow of the woman she once was.
And as he delivered his final blow, a reminder of the contractual nature of their marriage, Margaret felt a coldness settle over her heart, extinguishing the last flicker of hope that had remained.
For in Steve's eyes, she was not his wife, nor even a person deserving of respect or kindness. She was merely a pawn to be used and discarded at his whim—a slave to his whims and desires. And as the darkness closed in around her, Margaret knew that she was truly alone, trapped in a nightmare from which there seemed to be no escape.
As Steve flung the contract papers at Margaret's face, she felt a surge of anger and defiance rise within her. Snatching the papers from the air, she tore them apart with a fierce determination, her actions a declaration of independence in the face of Steve's tyranny.
"I break this contract, what will you do now?" Margaret's voice shook with rage as she confronted Steve, her eyes blazing with defiance. "You played a trick to marry me!"
But her words were met with a violent onslaught as Steve grabbed her hair and clutched her arms with a vice-like grip. The pain shot through Margaret's body, but she refused to cower in fear, her spirit unbroken despite the cruelty of her oppressor.
"Do you think I'm a fool to give you the original papers?" Steve's voice thundered in her ears, his words dripping with scorn. "What a dumb woman you are!"
With a brutal shove, Steve dragged Margaret towards the balcony, the rain pouring down around them like tears from the heavens. With a final act of cruelty, he threw her outside and locked the doors behind her, his taunting words echoing in the darkness.
"Happy wedding day, my slave."
Alone and drenched in the cold rain, Margaret felt the weight of Steve's betrayal settle over her like a suffocating blanket. But amidst the darkness, a flicker of defiance burned within her, a resolve to rise above the cruelty of her oppressor and reclaim her freedom, no matter the cost.