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.

Kayla's POV

My brows raised and my pupils dilated.

"Are.. are you sure that's my results?" My voice broke.

I was in great shock.

For the past five years since I got married to Liam, I've never missed my period once to ever thought of getting pregnant.

Back then, when Grandma Helen was still here, she was often nervous, eager for me to get pregnant. But now that she was gone and no more and I'm planning to dissolve my marriage, it came.

The sullen expression on my face couldn't be hidden. This was supposed to be a moment of joy for me, a moment where my heart was supposed to be filled with nothing but pure bliss. Yet, my heart was filled with misery. Because it came at the wrong time.

"Mrs Reyes." Doctor Damien called, his hand waving at my face, obviously wondering what could be going through my mind as I got so quiet.

"I'm sorry Damien, it's just.. I never expected to be pregnant, not now, not.." My voice broke.

"I promise you, there were no mistakes in your results. You are pregnant Mrs Reyes and you must prioritize yourself now, do away with anything that's giving you stress, and eat healthy for the sake of the baby." He spoke, his voice persuasive.

"Alright, thank you, doctor." I muttered, my hand going down to my still very flat stomach.

I had a whole life growing in there now, something I had been expecting for complete five years of my life but never saw it, but now, it was here. Why did it have to come when I had given up everything and was ready to leave?

How it could've been such a happy moment for me and Grandma Helen if she was still alive. I've missed her since her death, but this moment, I couldn't even explain how much I missed her.

Tears welled up in my eyes and I wiped them off. I had to go now. Sniffling in, I stood up where I sat.

"Doctor Damien, I'd like to take my leave now, thank you so much.." I muttered, my tone appreciative.

"Alright, Mrs Reyes. Do take care of yourself and the baby." He muttered.

And with that, I left.

My hand still placed delicately on my stomach, I still couldn't believe I was pregnant now. What was I supposed to do about this? Tell Liam? But he doesn't love me or care about anything that concerns me. Would this change anything between us? What if it does? My mind was a muddle of thoughts.

Several minutes later, I arrived at my estate, my heart pounding faster in my chest. How was Liam going to take this?

Without thinking anymore about it, I walked through that elegant door of our penthouse, determined to break the news to Liam, with hope plugging on my heart that this could turn my marriage around for the better.

Maybe this could make Liam develop even if it was a piece of feelings for me.

However, when I got into the house, Liam was gone.

The Liam I had left here a few hours back was no longer here. He was gone with his other half. Not even a single care in the world why I had to see a doctor.

Deep sighs escaped my lungs. How was I supposed to break this news to him now that he was gone.

My shoulder slumped and my face became even more sullen, my stomach churned upset with anxiety building up in my chest. I was pregnant. With Liam's child. And yet I had never received any care from him.

What if I was making a great mistake telling him? I could just give him the papers and leave with my baby.

But the hope in my heart covered up the anxiety, and I decided to bet on Liam once again. I harbored some confidence in Liam, that he would turn around for the sake of his baby.

Just then, I remembered the doctor's advice. Avoiding anything that has to do with stress for the sake of the baby. For that, I decided to take a warm shower.

While in the shower, my mind never drifted away from thinking about everything that had happened since the beginning of my marriage, including now that the fate was unclear. Since I couldn't stop thinking, I took my bath as fast as possible and came out of the shower.

After drying my body, I lay calmly on the bed.

The bed I had slept on alone most of the nights. The bed that had witnessed my saddened body and the pillow that had drunk many of my tears. I lay there, my sanity going haywire, till I eventually drifted off to sleep.

A few hours later. I was deep into sleep. Just then, I heard several murmurs that weren't clear.

I guessed it was a dream as I turned over on the bed and continued sleeping. But suddenly, my body stiffened as I heard someone call my husband's name.

I lay there, making an effort to figure out what was happening, then came the two able-bodied lovers reeking of alcohol and kissing their way into my bedroom.

My matrimonial bed.

This wasn't the first time Liam had done something like this, but they had always done it in the other room leaving me completely broken, but today they preferred my room, a room I was supposed to share with only my husband.

Just as my brows raised and my eyes opened wide in horror, he spoke.

"I think this is Kayla's room, let's go to the other room," Liam said, his voice fluffy.

"Who's Kayla? Your mistress? Because I'm the wife haha.." Lyra spoke, in a boozy voice.

"Liam put a ring on it already.." She voiced, her tone groaning.

"No Lyra, I already have a wife.." Liam gabbed back.

"The one your old hag of a grandma got you? I'm your real wife! I'm the only one who's supposed to bear Reyes as your wife." She screeched.

My body hardened on the bed, I could neither stand up nor sit. As I lay there, my heart was completely torn into several chunks. Tears welled up in my eyes. I held tightly to my chest. My life had been so unfortunate, since the beginning of time.

Why I had to lose my parents at such a young age and then end up with a man who had no regard for me and treated me like I was no woman was something I could never wish for my enemy.

"I told you I have a wife already.." Liam's voice came through again.

"Then divorce her!" Lyra muttered, her voice yelling.

"Okay.." Liam muttered with his voice still hoarse.

Pain pierced through my soul like a blade, as I laid, glued to the bed, taking in all the disrespect.

Just then, the sound of two lips relishing on each other overwhelmed the atmosphere. The room was covered in their romance.

Within a split second, they sank into the bed beside where I lay, still relishing on each other's lips.

Tears kept streaming down my face as they devoured each other at my back. I held tightly to my chest as I cried hard.

As though Liam jolted back to his senses, he suddenly put a light to my face and my eyelids were tightly shut with tears streaming down the side.

"She's sleeping.." I heard him murmur and in a split second, I could hear them stripping down to nothing. And beside me there, at my back, my husband made out with his mistress.

Severe pain shimmered through my chest, my hand slowly went down to my stomach, and I got dumped into so much tears.

Kayla's POV

I was unable to sleep till the sun rays were back on again, piercing into the room through the window like it was the brightest day ever.

I watched them as they lay on each other's bare chests and loosely covered with the blanket I had abandoned for them.

Then Lyra suddenly jolted up with loud gasps escaping her lungs while covering her mouth with her palm.

Liam winced in pain maybe from a headache or the little work he did last night. His face scrunched with his eyelids slowly coming off.

"What happened.." he murmured, his voice barely audible.

With his eyes scanning the room, he stopped on my disappointed saddened gaze.

His eyes opened wide, then he jolted up immediately, I could see a flicker of guilt flash through his eyes but he swiftly diverted his gaze from my eyes and palmed his head.

"I'm.. I'm.. Kayla.. I'm sorry Kayla.. nothing happened between us, I promise." Lyra mumbled.

My stare was glued on them as Lyra rambled on, trying to find an excuse even though she loved that I was in pain.

I heard everything she divulged to Liam last night, and Liam, he only stood up and staggered away from the room, still palming his forehead.

No attempt to explain himself even if I wouldn't take it, no remorse, he left as though what he did was nothing that concerns me.

I bite on her lower lip, tears brimming in her eyes. And there, on that bed, I confirmed it, I had gotten my final reason to leave.

I made up my mind once again. Liam would never have any regard for me and in fact, he hated my existence.

I was only an obstacle in his life and I must leave as soon as possible.

Slowly, I stood up from the bed, my eyes red and face puffy from crying throughout the night.

"I'm so sorry Kayla.." Lyra muttered once again.

"I'm truly sorry, Liam and I were only drunk... I didn't mean for us to lie down like this and made you misunderstand everything. Nothing happened I promise, you don't need to be sad about this.." She pushed on, but I wasn't ready for her facade, not anymore.

I saw them clearly, they knew what they were doing, it wasn't their first time making out in my home like this, but this time they chose my room.

I endured it all for Grandma Helen. Even though Grandma Helen didn't know what was actually happening in my marriage, she had always assured me that one day Liam would fall head over heels for me. Making me hope on and still be happy.

One that made me chuckled so much and filled my heart with joy was when she'd tell me that Liam would so fall in love with me that I could even carry him around like my handbag. Grandma Helen had guaranteed me, but today, this was what Liam was doing.

Cheating to my face! Making out with his mistress in the same room as me.

I choked on my tears as I found my way to the bathroom.

I needed to calm down, I must calm myself else I get so stressed I could lose my baby.

With that, I turned on the warm shower for myself, ready to calm my nerves.

A few minutes later. I was done having my bath, I came out in my white robe and white towels on my head to dry my hair. Lyra was still in my room.

As I came out, Lyra's eyes lingered on my body.

"Kayla, you're adding weight, I thought you said you were sick? And look, when did you start having big boobs?" Lyra's questions hung in the air.

The fact that she was biting me and also acting as though she was my friend, was something to be studied.

"What did the doctor say was wrong with you?" She added, but I was not going to say a word to her, I wasn't ready to indulge in her fake care.

But my anxiety heightened, cutting deeply into my chest. What if she finds out I'm pregnant?

This pregnancy was something Liam must never know about.

I had realized he would never change and would continue to torment me as long as I'm in this marriage.

I'd leave with my baby, but the thought of being a single mother and raising a child alone at such a young age, made me think so much about my life, it gnawed at my heart, my hand unconsciously moved up to my chest, it was in pain.

"Kayla? Why are you keeping quiet? I'm talking to you." Lyra pouted.

Just then, Liam came back into the room.

"Lyra, come with me.." He spoke to her, alone, and disappeared from my sight.

Lyra staggered out of the room, dragging the heavy blanket on her body, it was obvious she was naked under it.

I watched as she skimmed along with Liam, my husband, of course to the other room.

When I was done drying my hair, along with the tears that never stopped streaming, I stood up to my wardrobe.

Bringing out my box, I began taking the basic things I might need as I move on to the next phase life had for me.

I was hoping that Lyra would be gone before I give Liam the divorce papers, out of last respect for Grandma Helen, but it seemed like Lyra would never give them a space, even to divorce. If so, then they could as well sink it in together.

A few minutes later, I was done packing the few things she needed and had dressed up.

My hair was completely dry now and neatly tied into a ponytail.

I was ready to leave, to give Liam the space he needed and get out of his life forever, just as he yearned for.

However, when I got to the guest room where they should be, they were gone. Liam had left.

I was not ready to spend any more minutes

in this house to wait for him or whatsoever.

As I contemplated on either dropping it here for him or proceeding to his office to call it all off there, my phone screen shone bright and it started ringing.