Jessica paced about in the living room, waiting for her husband, Dylan Robinson, to return home from work.
She was a beautiful, plus-sized light-skinned woman, and she had been married to Dylan for five years.
She had been submissive, loving, and took care of their home and two kids. Yet, all of a sudden, Dylan changed.
Jessica had a son and a daughter with Dylan. Her first son, Caleb, was a five-year-old boy, while her second child, Nina, was a two-year-old girl, and they were fast asleep in their separate bedrooms.
For two nights, after Dylan left for work on Monday morning, Jessica hadn't seen her husband return home. She had noticed that his mood had changed before he left the house that Monday morning.
Jessica stood in the living room and placed a call to Dylan to find out where he was, but the network provider told her, "Sorry, the mobile number you are trying to call is unavailable at the moment. Please try again later."
"Oh! Where could Dylan be?" Jessica cursed as she had called Dylan's phone line several times and really needed to see her husband.
She had lied to their two kids, telling them that their father went to work on Monday morning. Yet, Dylan didn't return home at all, and she couldn't continue to keep up with her lies.
Jessica heard the sound of a car driving into their compound and parking. She went outside, peeped, and saw that Dylan had finally returned home.
She sighed and went back into the house to wait for Dylan to come inside.
Soon, Dylan stepped down from his car and walked into the mansion. He was a 30-year-old black man, and he owned DY Mobile Company.
He entered the living room and saw his wife, Jessica Albert, standing there in her long white nightgown. She greeted him, "Welcome home, sweetheart."
"Hmm," Dylan frowned.
He looked at the divorce papers in his hands that his longtime lover, Rosie Andrew, had given him to give to Jessica at home and to divorce her immediately.
Dylan walked up to Jessica without responding to her greeting, stopped in front of her, shook the divorce papers into her hands, and told her, "I cannot continue to pretend with you anymore, Jessica. You read through these divorce papers, sign them, pack your things tomorrow, and return to your father's house. You can leave with our kids if you want to, or you can leave them behind and leave alone, but make sure you pack your things tomorrow and leave! I will give you some funds and shares of my company revenue and pay you off later, but this marriage is over between us, so leave."
"What!" Jessica was taken aback by her husband's statement and looked at the divorce papers in her hands.
'Is this a dream?' Jessica wondered and stared up at Dylan as she saw him walk away towards the living room stairs.
Instead of Dylan explaining where he had been for three days and two nights, during which she hadn't seen him, as he was just returning home now, he shoved divorce papers into her hands and ordered her to sign them.
Jessica snapped out of her trance and quickly called Dylan back. She asked him, "Wait, Dylan, what's the meaning of this? You just got home now, and instead of explaining where you went, you are talking about divorce? What has come over you, Dylan? What did I do wrong?"
Jessica looked teary, and Dylan paused and turned back to face her. He asked, "Have you taken a good look at yourself lately in the mirror, Jessica?"
Jessica was puzzled by her husband's question and stared at herself from head to toe to understand what he meant.
"Are you the same woman I married five years ago? Take a good look at yourself, Jessica. You have turned fat overnight, and I cannot continue with you anymore! I cannot carry you or make love to you the way I want, as you have overgrown me, and that's just the truth! This marriage is not working anymore. So you sign the divorce papers and leave!" Dylan spat in a cold voice and turned to walk away towards the living room stairs.
Jessica replied, "No, Dylan! We cannot divorce. I love you, and I'm already working on myself."
Jessica was a banker before she met Dylan, but after giving birth to Nina and starting to gain weight at home, Dylan complained that she had become lazy and insisted that she quit her job to look after their two kids at home, stating that she wouldn't leave all the work to the maid alone.
Dylan sent the poor maid away, and Jessica thought the maid had done something wrong, but the maid was innocent.
Dylan insisted that Jessica must cook his food and spend time with their kids, and Jessica happily did all that if it would make their marriage work and please Dylan. Yet, Dylan was filing for a divorce now.
Jessica cried, "No, Dylan! I cannot divorce you. After five years of our marriage, no! This cannot be happening to us."
Dylan paused and replied, "Just sign the divorce papers and leave, Jessica! I'm not the first man to divorce my wife, and I won't be the last."
Jessica tearfully asked, "What did I do wrong, Dylan? Why do you want to scatter our marriage?"
Dylan turned and replied, "You've turned ugly, Jessica, and you're not the same woman I married before, so leave!"
"What!" Jessica was shocked at Dylan's statement and looked at her husband's face in disbelief. He smelled of alcohol, and she could see red lipstick on his lips.
Jessica didn't want to believe that Dylan was already cheating on her. She asked him, "What did you just say, Dylan? That I'm ugly now? Really?"
"Yes, Jessica! Or am I lying to you? Was this how I married you before? Agreed that you're a billionaire's daughter, and your father helped me in the past to establish myself, so what? I cannot continue to pretend with you anymore as you have turned fat and are not the kind of wife I want to have at home or come back home to meet. So leave!" Dylan spat in a cold tone, and Jessica's heart broke to pieces at his final statement.
Tears freely streamed down her eyes and wet the divorce papers in her hands.
She sobbed, "No, Dylan. I cannot accept this divorce. I think you're getting it all wrong. It's not my fault that I'm fat now. Some women usually gain weight after childbirth, and it's not a disease."
Dylan climbed the living room stairs and paused as he stared back at Jessica, seeing that she indeed looked so innocent in her long white nightgown, and she wasn't really fat before when he initially married her.
He replied, "I cannot continue to pretend with you anymore, Jessica. So take your time, read through the divorce papers, and sign them. I acknowledge all your efforts in making our marriage work and all your family's efforts in supporting us in the past and present, but this marriage isn't working anymore. I cannot continue to sleep outside my matrimonial home or pay for a hotel room when I have a luxurious duplex mansion here as my home. So sign the divorce papers and leave."
Dylan climbed the living room stairs and went back upstairs to the master bedroom that he shared with Jessica, leaving only Jessica standing alone in the living room, staring at the divorce papers in her hands.
Jessica looked back at the living room wall clock and saw that it was already after 11 p.m. Yet Dylan was just returning home from work, and she knew that his company usually closed by 5 p.m.
Jessica screamed, "No, Dylan! This cannot be happening to us. We can never divorce! Never!"
Tears freely rolled down her eyes and heavily wet the divorce papers in her hands. She said, "You cannot divorce me now, Dylan! I wasn't like this before, and I cannot turn thin overnight just to please you and sleep with you the way you want."
Jessica fell backward onto one of the seven black couches in their living room and remembered the first day she met Dylan.
Dylan was a handsome black man, very trustworthy, friendly, and the kind of man every other lady out there would pray to have.
In the initial stages of their relationship, Dylan was sweet and romantic to her, and he never got tired in bed with her. He made her want him, and she couldn't withstand his sèxual prowess either.
If anyone had told her then that Dylan would one day break up with her or divorce her, Jessica would have cursed the person as a hater, as she dated Dylan for two years before they got married.
But now, Dylan wanted to divorce her and end their five years of marriage after all she had done for him.
"No, Dylan! I cannot take this. That means you are already cheating on me out there with someone else. Come back here, as you need to explain to me what happened to the Dylan that I met before and married. You cannot divorce me now. No! After five years of our marriage. Never! I cannot take this!"
"How can you just be returning home today after spending two days outside our matrimonial home and tell me that I'm fat and ugly now and not the kind of wife you want to come back home to meet? No, Dylan! I cannot accept this divorce!" Jessica stood up from the living room couch and rushed back upstairs to the bedroom to meet her husband.
