Chapter 167 - Substitute

"Husband?" Siara scoffed, crossing her arms. She walked closed to her, "Do you think Michael really loves you?He just loves that face of yours who is the same as his first love." Siara said laughing.

Hearing her words Sara chuckled,"I feel pity for you, you are the same as that idiom says, barking dogs seldom bite. You are the same as the dog who can only bark but can't bite." Sara's words were slapped on her face.

"Bitch, who are you calling a dog." Siara flung up her hand to slap her in fury. Sara grabbed her hand before she could even touch her hair.

"Thanks for calling me a bitch, bitches can still be a queen, and have the dog she wants, and as always dogs will be loyal to her, but for a witch like you, will always have an evil ending like those fairytales." Sara said, letting go of her hand. 

"You…" Siara was about to say, when Sara started crying holding her belly. "It hurts." Sara cried. 

Siara was astounded by her sudden behavior. She took a few steps back in fear. "You! Stop acting, I didn't do anything." Siara said to Sara. 

"What's going on here." Michael came in and ran towards Sara seeing her crying in fear. 

"Michael, she is acting. Don't believe her." Siara tried to explain to Michael. 

"Shut up, get out of here." Michael said, carrying Sara in his arms. 

"But…"

"I said get out." Michael shouted at her, carrying Sara to the lounge. 

Siara stood their silently watching the two leave, Sara looked at her,"He is mine." Sara said in a silent voice to her, wrapping her arms around him with full possessiveness. Sara looked at Siara's pissed face from his shoulder. 

She never felt more happy than seeing her being pissed. 

Michael put her on the bed, Sara held her belly and faked crying,"It hurts." She faked sob.

"Stop acting, you are not a good actor." Michael remarked, sitting beside her. 

Sara stopped acting after knowing he already knew she was acting. 

"Fine." She pouted her lips in anger. 

"Stop pouting or I will bite those lips." Michael patted her head, whispering dangerously. 

"Pervert." Sara commented, snapping his hands away. She was still pissed at what Siara said to her.

"Only for you." He remarked pulling her in his arms.

"Let go of me, you hooligan." She hit his arms to set her free.

"What's wrong with you?" Michael questioned seeing her acting so different. 

"What's wrong with me? Fine, I will ask you one thing." Sara said, finally stopped hitting his c.h.e.s.t.

"Who is your first love?" She asked, looking at him about to tear up.

"You." Michael replied back in one second.

"Stop lying! Everyone knows you were a playboy, you have dated hundreds of girls before marrying me and I still remember what Andrew said to me before, you dated all those girls because they look like your first love before marrying me." Sara stated, bursting into tears. 

"I am also a substitute of your first love, right?" Sara said, biting her lips, trying to hold her tears down.

"Sara, you are not a substitute." Michael tried to hold her shoulders but Sara backed away. 

"Yes, I am not a substitute, I am Sara. I don't care if you loved me because I look like your first love, but if I don't want to be with someone who thinks of me as a substitute." Sara said, trying to remove the ring Michael gave her. 

"What's wrong with you? I just told you that you are not a substitute, you are my first and only love." Michael grabbed her shoulders tightly and said looking at her eyes.

"Only a fool will believe in those sweet words of yours. Sorry I am not a fool." Sara scoffed before snapping his hands off from her shoulders. 

She removed the ring from her finger, and gave it back to him, before standing up from the bed. She started to leave, when Michael held her wrist,"I never liked someone else except you or never will." He said moving closer to her and holding her in his arms from behind. 

Sara stood silently, not moving or saying anything, she wanted to believe in Michael's words but she was afraid; afraid that it was right, she was just a substitute for him. 

"Let go of me." Sara said calmly. 

"No, never." He holds her more tightly.

"I said let go of me." She hit his lower abdomen with her arm. 

He growled in pain from the sudden attack, and removed his hands from her. Sara turned around, and slapped him hard.

"Never in my life I thought I would fall for a bastard like you, you are worse than the devil who gave me the fear." She said before leaving. 

Michael wanted to stop her from leaving, but can't. In his life it was the second time he had seen that disgusted look towards him in her eyes. 

He felt like someone stabbed his heart thousand times, and tore it apart into thousand pieces. 

He sat down on the bed, he looked at the ring in his hands. When he got her back, he thought everything was going to be fine, his life got hope after all those years in despair but he never thought that she was never meant to be with him. 

Are they two parallel lines who are made to never end together, no matter how much one tries. She hated him, like eight years ago when she left him, she hated him. 

A tear fell on the diamond of the ring, everything was good in the morning, why did it suddenly turn out like this? What did he do wrong? 

Yes, he was wrong for being a playboy, but he was only trying to find her,was it wrong? Was it wrong to look for your girl no matter what. He thought it doesn't matter what others think of him. Yes he was a jerk,but why did she didn't understand him. Why didn't she believe him?