The bathroom was small, but it had a comfortable tiled floor and the inside was surprisingly clean. I was honestly expecting cobwebs or dust, as the bathroom was unused for days, even weeks! 

It wasn't the type of bathroom I'm accustomed too. It was too small for me. However, it doesn't matter. As long as I'm safe and comfortable here, that's all what matter.

Thankfully, Amelie was a responsible landlady; she had maintained the cleanliness of both the room and the attached bathroom for her future tenants. So far, Amelie was kind, responsible and easy to talk to. I already felt better about my decision to stay. 

I hung the towel on the rack and peeled off my clothes, placing them on the top of the sink. The cold air made me shiver, and I hurriedly turned on the shower, hoping for hot water.

Luckily, the water was surprisingly warm against my cold skin. My strained nerves began to relax while my stress slowly faded away.

My eyes fluttered close, savoring this small, possibly last, moment of peace. After today, I would have to prepare for Mom's funeral and settle my divorce with Ace. 

A lot of things run through my thoughts with my eyes closed. Most of them are my personal amd financial problems which I have to find solutions soon.

Opening my eyes, I garabbed my favorite shampoo. After applying an ample amount of my favorite shampoo to my hair, I gently massaged my scalp. Somehow, my stress eased a bit. After I'm done with my hair, I proceed to wash my body with soap. I vigorously scrubbed my skin to erase Ace's lingering scent that clung to my body. Once I was satisfied that I could no longer smell him, I rinsed the suds off from my body.

I turned off the shower and wrapped a towel around my body, not bothering to put on my clothes yet. I was alone in my room, so why would it matter? There is no one who could enter my room. I thought to myself.

But I was wrong. 

I opened the door and my jaw dropped to the floor when I saw who was on my bed.

The devil had appeared in my room.

It was Ace! I gaped in dismay.

How did he even find me? That intruding jerk!

Ace was nonchalantly seated on the edge of the bed as if he owned the place. At the unexpected sight of him, I gritted my jaw and turned my fists into tight balls. 

If looks could kill, he's already dead with the dagger- sharp look I shot him.

How dare he! He couldn't just enter my room without my permission! I could charge him with trespassing even if he's my husband.

"What are you doing here, Ace?" I asked, not bothering to hide the disdain in my tone.

At the sound of my voice, he immediately stood and turned in my direction. Though surprised to see him, I didn't let it show. 

The room was already small, and the sight of his colossal height and muscular build made the room look even smaller. Suddenly aware that only a scanty towel covered my naked body, I scowled at him and demanded that he leave immediately.

"No." He replied.

I took a deep breath in, trying to hold on to my thinning patience. This man was the worst! 

"Surprised to see me?" Ace asked, boldly stepping closer until he was standing right in front of me. "You refused to answer my calls and ignored all my text messages, so I decided I had to pay my wife a visit to her new home."

"Soon-to-be ex-wife." I corrected him. "How did you find me?"

"I tracked your phone."Ace replied and shrugged his shoulders, as if he hadn't just invaded my privacy.

His deep blue eyes that scanned my body from head to toe. I stiffened and tightened my hold on my towel. Trying to hide my discomfort, I raised my chin and met his gaze. 

"I want you out of my room now. Get out." I said the words aloud in a surprisingly calm manner, even though all I wanted was to spew vile words at him.

"We need to talk, Phoenix."

"Talk? Don't be a clown Ace. We have nothing to talk about." I chided then slapped his hands away with my free hand when he tried to touch me.

"Don't be stubborn. We need to talk about our relationship." He insisted and I raised an eyebrow.

"Relationship? Do we have any?" I blurted out loud, enraged at his words. My razor-sharp eyes shot him a deadly glare. If looks could kill, he would have died a few seconds ago. 

"I don't deserve all the pain you caused me, Ace. Could you just do me one last favor and leave me alone?"

"I'm not leaving unless I get what I want." He stubbornly replied.

"Fine! Then you can wait forever! You and I will not talk about anything but our divorce." I snapped. Realizing that I was half-screaming, I took a deep breath to calm myself before looking at him again. 

"We are over, Ace. It's done." I told him rather calmly and watched his shoulders fall.

Ace tried to hug me but I wriggled out of his hold. The scent of his cologne permeated my nostrils. Then I caught the faint scent of whiskey in his breath. It took me a second to realize he'd been drinking. Ace leaned forward so he could kiss me but before his lips could touch mine, I raised my hand into the air.

SLAP!

Ace's eyes suddenly opened in shock. He was not expecting the blow. But then I'm not done yet. I raised my other hand in the air.

SLAP!

This time, the blow landed on his other cheek.

"The first slap is for barging into my room without my permission to disrupt my peace, and the next slap is for making your secretary pregnant! Now get out of my room and get your own life!"