Kayla's POV
Then her forehead deepened into a frown.
"You don't mean that, do you?" She voiced.
I nodded. "I mean it."
"I have to let Liam go now, the reason why I was still in this marriage was Grandma Helen, but she's no more," I muttered. My tone delicate. I had still not gotten over Grandma Helen.
"Liam has someone else he loves," I added.
Mrs May's brows raised.
Then she nodded with her lips pressed together.
"No marriage stress is worse than a husband having an affair." She muttered.
" But are you sure about this? Did you catch him red-handed, you could've misunderstood." Mrs May muttered.
A very sad smile spread across my lips.
If only she knew all they had done, even in my presence.
I nodded my head slowly. Like she saw the pain in my eyes, as she suddenly grabbed my hand and began rubbing it with utmost care. I was almost moved to tears. But I had promised myself not to shed tears because of Liam again.
The last time I dropped tears and vowed never to do so again was when I caught them relishing on each other's lips at our washroom and he didn't feel remorseful about it. Something within me vanished that day. Not the love I had for him but the need to continue being vulnerable and waiting for his love.
"It's okay Kayla, you're going to be fine. If you weren't happy while with him, then there's no need to stay." She caressed my hands one more time.
Then she stood up."Hold on a bit, I'll be right back." She muttered and she was gone in a jiffy.
A few minutes later, she came back into the office with papers in her hand.
"Here Kayla, this is the divorce papers. You can give him this for the annulment. If he doesn't drag with you, then you'll be free immediately. But if he does, you'll have to get a lawyer and I'll gladly come in for you."
"Okay, thank you, Mrs May," I muttered. Collecting the papers with sighs escaping my lungs.
But one thing was sure, I wouldn't be dragged by him hence I wouldn't need a lawyer. Liam would easily let me go. He never liked me.
And even if he tried any argument which I knew he wouldn't, I'd leave the papers with him to choke it down his throat while I take my immediate leave.
For a moment, my eyes were glued to the papers Mrs May just handed to me with divorce boldly written at the top. My stomach churned upset
"I wish you all the best." Mrs may muttered, bringing me back to myself.
"Thank you Mrs May, I'll contact you again soon." With that, I stood up and left her office.
Then I boarded a taxi to go back to the place I had called home for the past five years. My life was about to change for the better or maybe for the worse.
I had no idea what would become of my life after this, but this, was something I must do.
I must leave, even if it was for my sanity and peace.
When Grandma Helen was alive, I could say I had every reason to stay. But now, I had no single soul to lean on, to make me forget Liam's cheating habit for a while. Absolutely no one, not even my husband. What was the reason to stay? I could lose my mind. It was over.
A few minutes later, I arrived at our estate, now his estate.
The huge penthouse staring back at me with such emotions, my jaw clenched harder as my eyes went round the house.
I had lived nothing less than five years of my life in this place and now it was time to leave, for good.
For some reason, my eyes stung with tears, but I must not cry. I held it all in.
If I was going to serve Liam divorce papers, then I must appear with eyes full of determination, not a fragile one.
I sniffed in and my lips pressed tightly into a thin line. I was ready to confront him.
Just as I passed through that door, I was met with a scene I never thought I'd stumble upon, today of all days.
I stood on the spot, sincerely perplexed, my chest going up and down as pain shimmered through it.
When they noticed me, Lyra disengaged from the kiss and took a step back.
She had an apologetic look on her face, she always does that. Every time she was with Liam and I stumbled upon them like this, she always had this fake vulnerable look on her.
"I'm so sorry Kayla, I'm really sorry. Liam seemed so down and I just wanted to console him. I was not intending to lead to this but we both got lost in the moment." Her voice shook.
A painful scoff slipped from my lips.
There was no need for this explanation, anymore. Instead of just pain, there was disgust mixed with whatever I was feeling inside. Liam wasn't that amazing. How could he be doing this when his Grandma who loved him so much and could even lay her life down for him was just laid to rest?
Anyways, I was about to leave the whole place for them, they could enjoy themselves to the fullest now without Lyra having to feel 'sorry' about it.
But for some reason, there was still a little piece of hope lingering in my heart, as my eyes went up to Liam.
I stared at him, my eyes digging into his, does he even feel remorse? Even for once since he had been doing this?
If I could see anything like that in his eyes this moment, I was going to change my mind. I would not divorce him anymore, I would wait patiently for the day he finally comes to me.
But as my eyes dug deeper, only pain could cut through my heart as there was nothing, absolutely nothing like guilt in Liam's eyes.
I bit my lower lip and my fist tightened.
This was the answer I needed before proceeding.
Liam never cared for me and that was certain.
With that, I brought out the envelope I had in my bag to tear it open, but then my phone began ringing.
The caller's identity showed Dr. Damien on the screen
My brows scrunched up, then I stepped aside to take it.
Just then it came crumbling down my head..
I had gone to carry out a test at his hospital yesterday following the dizziness and fatigue I had been experiencing in my body, could it be that the results were ready?
"Hello, Doctor Damien." I muttered, my voice low.
"Yes Mrs Reyes, I'm sorry for the loss of your grandmother-in-law, I'm sending my deepest condolences." He muttered.
"Thank you, Doctor, I appreciate."
"Yes, I also called to let you know that your test results are ready and I think you should pick them up before the end of today." He said, his tone firm and a bit commanding as though something was wrong in my body and I must attend to it as soon as possible.
"Alright doctor, thank you so much."
"Alright, I'll be expecting you."
With that, Doctor Damien ended the call.
Unsettled feelings crawled into my stomach
What could be wrong with me?
My eyes darted between Liam and Lyra, then to the papers in my hand.
Then I turned around to leave, just then, Liam's voice came through.
"Where are you going? And what's that you have in your hand?" He asked, his tone flat and commanding.
I didn't know what to reply, my mouth was sealed for some reason. I stood there until Liam came up close.
"I am talking to you." He muttered, his cold voice cutting through my chest.
My eyes went down to the envelope in my hands, with Liam's eyes also glued to it
"I'm not feeling too well, I must see a doctor." She muttered.
"You don't look sick to me." He muttered mockingly.
"Liam, if she said she's sick, then she's sick, let her see a doctor. If I'm right she just spoke to a doctor now, right Kayla?" Lyra muttered from where she stood.
"Alright then, you can go." Liam muttered and signaled for me to leave, with his hands, like I meant nothing.
Tears brewed in my eyes, I couldn't believe Liam was treating me this way.
This got to me harder than anything had ever gotten to me.
Before, after such scenarios, I'd go to Grandma Helen who always made me happy. She'd give me compliments every here and there and tell me how beautiful I was. But now, Grandma Helen was no more.
Tears welled up in my eyes, and I allowed them flow freely as I got outside.
Liam would never listen to anything that comes out of my mouth but when it comes to Lyra, her words were like gold and diamonds to him.
And for that, Lyra never stopped mocking me, intruding every conversation in the guise of defending me; the vulnerable one who wasn't close to her husband, but I knew what she was doing, she was taking my husband from me.
She was trying to show me that my husband listens to her and not me.
A few minutes later, I arrived at Doctor Damien's hospital.
"Mrs Reyes you're welcome." Doctor Damien greeted me as I got to his office.
"Thank you, Doctor."
"Yes, Mrs Reyes, we've received the results from the test we conducted and one of them confirmed that you're pregnant, congratulations, Mrs Reyes." Dr. Damien muttered making me hiccup instantly.