Chapter overview: Chapter 6 from Tears Of A Wife
In this standout chapter of the Internet novel Tears Of A Wife, Shein Althea introduces new challenges, powerful emotions, and major plot progress that captivate readers from beginning to end.
My smile widened when I saw the man that loves me until eternity. He's in a formal coat and tie and his hair was newly cut. He looked appealing in his fifty-five years of existence. He became even more handsome in my eyes when he turned to me while smiling.
"Hi, Dad! I miss you," I greeted him with a hug.
"I miss you too, my princess." He kissed my hair.
"You're just kidding me." I pouted and withdrew from the hug.
He shook his head while wearing a playful smile. We silently went to our table and ordered our food. Sweet and sour sauce, dynamite shrimp, and egg dumplings were his order and asked me for mine.
"I'll just feed you, Daddy. I'm already full. Tita's sulking because you're not there earlier." I pouted.
"They already know the reason why," he said. "I came from Dubai. They really like picking on me. I'm lucky I have you." Daddy smiled.
"Can I stand you, Dad? You can easily wobble me," I joked.
Dad laughed at my remark. "I can wobble you but your husband's hard! He refused my offer to him. I recommended him as an architect for the new building project of the government. He didn't agree," he uttered.
I stiffened at what he said. I can taste the bitter feeling. Atlas never bothered saying those matters to me. Well, what do I expect?
I shook my head inwardly. Even if I lie to myself, I know deep inside that I'm hoping. Hoping that someday, everything we'll be alright. That Atlas would forgive me. That he'll love me. Like the others, I'll also be happy with him.
That I won't cry anymore, that I won't be hurt, that I won't beg. Someday.
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I left Dad for a while inside the VIP room. I decided to go to the bathroom to freshen up. My Dad was a good conversationalist that he did not leave any questions behind. I think he asked almost everything that relates to me. And I answered all of it with lies.
I sighed and looked at myself in the mirror. I looked pitiful. I was not a fan of lying but I needed to, even if I felt like my solu's getting burned in hell. It hurts me everytime I lie, butI didn't have a choice.
I washed my face, not minding if my light makeup gets erased. There's no reason to be beautiful. In Atlas' eyes, I was the most ugly and wicked woman he knew.
Before she could even recover, I already left her. I didn't wait for her to get her revenge. I was catching my breath as I walked through the hallway of the restaurant. My heart was beating so fast. I know I'm weak, but in times of need, I had to fight back. Because the truth is that I'm the one who has my rights. Trina's just a mistress leeching over my husband.
"Shit!"
I know that my ears aren't deceiving me. Even though I got hurt from the clash, I looked up to confirm my thoughts. When I lifted my head, Atlas' rumpled forehead greeted me. His eyes were full of questions as he stared at me.
"I'm sorry," I mumbled.
"Why are you here? Do you really want your dad to see Trina and I?" he asked. Atlas looked so formal. He seemed to come from the site when he met with Trina. I shook my head. I shouldn't even wonder why.
"I don't know what you're saying. I have to go. Daddy and I had to go home," I said.
"Don't fool me again, Olive. I know that you're good at manipulating everything. You even manipulated th-"

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