Chapter 3. Divorce Wishes

Alex barged into the dinning room through the large door befuddled and out of breath, as he scampered carefully to where Dalton sat, who was watching the entire scene carefully.

He brought his face down and whispered something close to Dalton's ears, whose eyes started to blaze with darkness instantly with his eyebrows raised in contempt.

'What was it that he was hearing?'

"Have you suddenly gone bonkers?!" Ellen, the second sister who was already worked up, questioned, as she stood up and thought to yank Aria's ears like she had always done. She speculated that Aria must have lost her mind in a split second.

'Maybe that will be an eye opener for her,' she thought angrily.

Aria, who knew what could happen next if she still remained at that point, stood up immediately and adjusted the wrinkles that crumpled around her black dress. Things could get more ugly if she remained sitting, so she stood to her feet and moved away from the chair, as she tucked it gently back under the dining table.

"Thank you everyone for today, I really loved the breakfast," she complimented sarcastically, and made to leave their midst at once. There were so many things for her to be doing, that getting caught up in a family mutiny wasn't the best thing to happen at that moment.

By swift sign orders, the maids around walked closer to Aria at once and held her tightly before she was even aware. It was the same way they had always treated her; Degrading below the level of the maids.

She wondered what was going to happen next, especially for the fact that everyone was now looking in her direction and waiting for her judgment. Just at the moment when she had looked around, was she able to grasp what was about to happen next.

Dalton stood up from where he sat and strode slowly to where she was standing, as his built physique could almost fall on hers with his huge figure.

The look he was wearing on his face looked so threatening and intense, like that of a fierce hyena preparing to pounce on its prey. She tried struggling to free herself from the holds of the maids, but they held her down so tight that it was difficult to move.

At the manner at which he glared at her in a scrutinizing manner, Aria could not help but notice his impeccable beauty through his dark humor. She really cared less about how fearful his look was.

Without any warning, he grabbed Aria's jaw so harshly as her eyes raised up to him, giving her the look that was so disdainful and contemptuous as he had always done. She looked straight into his eyes with a gaze that threatened to burn through his, which made him even more raged about how defiant she was suddenly trying to get.

'Was he even pissed, or so surprised at her guts?'

"I guess you have finally heard the news, about my dear wishes to divorce you," she said scornfully with a smug across her lips.

Her eyes diverted to the right and scanned across the room, which made her feel so delighted to see the shocked looks they all had on their faces.

Everywhere had become so silent one again so suddenly, as they were surprised by what Aria had just announced. They would have never thought to hear her demand for something of such, in the years that she had suffered so disgustingly; A divorce.

"And who gave you the authority to make such decisions yourself?" Dalton asked her, in a very cold and ruthless manner. He was beginning to lose his temper, especially for the fact that she was being so sarcastic.

'Had she lost it?'

Aria chuckled flippantly as her eyes rolled to the floor, almost snickering at the useless question she would have never expected anyone to ask her, "Even this marriage and l, disgusts you. So, I don't see any reason why you shouldn't be in support of my decision, Mr. Miller."

Her demeanor was neither deferent nor abasing, as everywhere was threatening to raze down, with the arrogance that Aria was portraying.

She suddenly jerked free from the tight hold of the maids who had relaxed on their grip, and had barely noticed the purplish-red laced prints on her skin, as a result of the rough manner at which they had grabbed her arms. She smiled at Dalton and winked at him, as she walked out of the room immediately.

Everywhere was already in mid-chaos.

Ever since the first day for the past two years that she had been married to Dalton Miller, was when the great misery of her life had started. He treated her with great revulsion and hatred, and even his mother, Mrs. Eleanor despised her too. His sisters were not left out either.

Her whole life as a rejected wife became a nightmare, from tortures and mistreatment she received from every member of the family.

Life at the Millers was so dreadful for her, that she wanted to die every single time. They made her do her own chores and unnecessary ones, as she lived like an outcast in the house and she did not have the nerves to talk to any of them.

Even the time that someone had tried to get her killed too, they mocked her and said she was trying to commit suicide. She really once did try too.

Never would she wish for death again, as she had become a changed woman. Her distress would soon be finally over, after she nullifies her evil marriage contract.

Aria smiled satisfactory as she relaxed on her bed, elated for her soon to come victory. She had imaginations of where she would visit first, the moment she was finally free from the family. Free from their evil face, that everyone in the country had failed to see.

Ellen Miller had picked her designer purse to call Hailey, as she stood up and walked out of the dining room. She was totally loving the new development of things in the Miller's mansion. It was going to be an opportunity for her best friend Hailey, since that was what they had all been anticipating.

Eva left the table shortly together with Emma, knowing that there was nothing more to do. Ellen, who was the only child left on the table after she came back, planned to have the delicacies and continue her own feast all by herself.

"You should make sure you are not going live right now, considering the present situation," Mrs Miller cautioned, and stood to her feet as the last person to leave the table almost immediately.

She had gotten so enraged about what had happened earlier, but the feeling of good happiness swept her at the mention of divorce from Aria. She couldn't be more gratified. But still, she was going to crush Aria and her developing wings. Her head could not really grasp what the situation was, with Aria's change and what it was all about. The feast was ruined!

Ellen had texted Hailey about the new news of Aria's plans to divorce her brother, since she wasn't able to get across to her on the phone. After setting out the perfect background for her picture, she posed apathetically and took a picture of her eating shrimps, and many more foods that were present on the table.

She deleted it, took more pictures, and posted on her page with a gainsay caption of the present state.

#The current ambience, a nice and peaceful morning for a healthy life.

As the internet's most savvy child of the house, she had millions of followers on Instagram who were more of people, that wanted to know what went on in the Miller's mansion, how they lived their lives, what they ate, how the interior details of the mansion looked like. So many things about the great Millers, really pried their curiosity. It wasn't their fault.

Among every high class family, the Miller family had unprecedented power in the society, regarding the capitalistic system and government administration. They were immensely wealthy, and their lives were well pervaded with great opulence.

Sweeping the corporate and merchandise world by constant storm, they were unbeatable. Every elite family with daughters would be much honoured, to gain favour and be an in-law to the Millers.

No one would have ever expected the sudden change in plans, of choosing a suitable arranged bride for Dalton. And that it would be Mr. Miller Mark, Dalton's grandfather that would spontaneously choose a bride for him and not his mother.

To make matters and everything about the union a terrible idea, she was nowhere close to the high class ladies Mrs. Eleanor had ever wished for. Even her background was so tacky. It was embarrassing and disappointing.

Back in her room still lying peacefully on her bed, was the sudden opening of the door that jerked Aria back to reality away from her fantasies. Her eyelids parted open simultaneously as she jolted up, and frowned at whosoever had entered the room to interrupt her state of peace.

She was however surprised to find Dalton, standing right in front of her door and looking so scary. Never in the past two years they have been married, had he ever entered her room for any reason. Now, he even barged into the place.

'What an impudent man!'

Ferociously and cold, Dalton slowly approached Aria. It was the manner at which he always walked, when something crazy was probably going to happen. Despite the fire that burned through his eyes as he moved closer, he looked so impossibly calm.

She thought in her mind what he was going to do, since she had done a lot from putting everything in disorder by announcing her divorce, and even doing the worst of all by challenging his order. She knew he wouldn't let her go that freely. No one dared to question Dalton Miller's orders, but there she was messing with him. Messing with her death.

'He wouldn't be so stupid, not to know that she did it for their happiness. The separation he had always wished for, and was not man enough to request. She was giving him the freedom now.'

He looked so pissed beyond explanation, that she knew he was extremely provoked and was probably going to attack viciously at her. Still, she remained indifferent.

"So, you want me to sign this papers, Hunh?" he asked with a mischievous smile, as he raised the document she had sent to Alex up in the air with his left hand.

His intended brutal actions were heard to a stiff spot and replaced with irrational ones, as he could not really comprehend her sudden behavior at all.

He was so close to her that he covered with his massive huge figure, entirely her own slender body frame that wasn't a match to his. She instinctively retreated to the back slowly and towards the wall, in which he matched every of her step till her back rested on the wall. Then, she knew that there was nowhere to run to.

He grabbed her arm tightly as she winced painfully, especially for the fact that it was the same spot that the filthy maids had held her earlier. She wanted to push him away, but he was gripping so hard and it really frustrated her to her deep guts.

'Why would he grab someone he loathed and named dirty by the arm, without minding that the supposed bacteria she had could crawl up to him?'

Slowly, he lowered his head to her neck, as his hot breath brushed against her left ear, "I don't think, I would like to divorce you anymore, Mrs. Aria Miller," he whispered derisively into her ear and grinned. He was never going to give her what they both wanted that easily.

Aria's scornful expression changed instantly and the dismissive look on her face suddenly faded, as her face instantly became a blank mark.

'Was he out of his mind?'