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.

Kayla's POV

My eyes fluttered calmly as I looked at the caller ID.

I picked it up on the second ring.

"Hello, Mrs Reyes.. How do you feel today?.." His voice came through?

"I'm doing fine for now, Doctor Damien, thank you so much." my voice echoed, laced with an appreciative tone.

For now I was fine, but I don't know how I might feel few days to come, when I divorce Liam.

"Alright Mrs Reyes, just wanted to check on you and I hope you start your antenatal soon." He muttered, with so much concern in his voice.

"Yes doctor, thank you so much."

With that, Doctor Damien hung up. Heavy sighs escaped my lungs.

If only he knew what I was going through now. Very soon he'd find out anyway, he was the family doctor, and finding out I was gone after the divorce should be a piece of cake.

But I was grateful he was looking out for me. It was clear now, the only person who cared for me in the Reyes family after Grandma Helen was Damien, even though he wasn't a complete part of the family.

Damien and I were of the same age.

Back then, when I was brought to the Reyes family many years ago, Damien was also with his father at the family's hospital, very young and intelligent, we often played together everytime he came with his Dad to run a test on Grandma Helen, and also when I visited the hospital with Grandma Helenb for her check up, he was always there with his Dad.

Growing up, we became closer as friends and Damien started coming to Grandma Helen's villa frequently to play with me. We kept each other's company till it was time for Damien to travel to New York for his medical studies.

A few months after he travelled, I got married to Liam.

He was shocked when he came back and I told him I was married to Liam. I saw emotions flash through his eyes but I didn't read any meaning to it, of course b there was no meaning to read to it, he was just surprised or maybe hurt that he wasn't available.

But all the same, he was overly happy for me.

"I'm so happy for you Kayla, at least you married the most capable man in Los Angeles."He muttered. But little did he know I had started seeing nightmares in the marriage with the so-called 'capable man'.

My mind drifted off to the days when we used to play together, where Damien always chased me around and I did the same.

Damien had always been a nice person, and I appreciated that he was still the same till today.

He even went as far as respecting me, he no longer called me by name but Mrs Reyes.

Painful smile spread across my lips. Even though my life had been so unfortunate from the beginning, there were still people in my life who cherished me and also gave me love. I might not have felt it was anything then, but now I appreciate it.

As I wheeled my box to the road, I met a taxi on the way and swiftly hopped inside.

"XM" my voice sounded.

I was going to Liam's office.

While in the taxi, my mind was a jumbled mess, from one thought to several others.

A few minutes later, we arrived at Liam's office.

I came down from the taxi, walking into an elevator with my black box and the envelope in my hand.

Determination plastered in my eyes, I was ready now, nothing would hold me back, I would give him the space he so desired.

Not long after, I arrived at Liam's floor.

With my chin up and a frown settled on my forehead, I ascended towards his door, and in a split second, grabbed it open.

I was met with a perplexed look from his secretary.

"Hello, who are you?.." The Young girl maybe in her early twenties muttered, her face inquisitive.

"I'm Kayla.. tell your boss I need to see him now. It's urgent.."

"I don't think that's possible ma'am, he's in a meeting right now.." She muttered professionally.

I felt apologetic towards her as I'd have to ignore her proficient behavior right now. In a swift, I moved past her, beckoned on the door and whipped it open.

The secretary was surprised, she didn't know how I walked past her in such a short period.

"Uhm.. I'm sorry, I'm sorry Sir, she wouldn't listen.. she was just too fast.." her voice stammered.

My gaze was met with Liam where he sat, with Lyra on his lap, while other guys sat opposite them, they were indeed in the middle of a meeting, but with Lyra on his lap?

I felt a pang in my chest. He had never even done so much as smile to me anywhere but here he was showering Lyra with all the love in his heart both in our home and in his office.

My eyes welled up with tears but I braced it up, I wasn't here to cry.

With the secretary still clinging to my arm, Liam nodded at her.

"It's okay, I know her," he muttered to the secretary and she left.

"Liam, I need to speak with you, alone," I muttered, determination in my voice. He noticed it, I saw his hands shake and he balled them into a fist.

Just then, his glaring eyes raised to look at me, disgust on his face.

"Can't you see I'm in the middle of something? You can talk some other time.." He said, brushing me off as if I was a nuisance.

Without saying anything, I tossed the envelope onto his table.

Lyra picked it up immediately and ripped it open, her eyes widening as she saw the word, 'Divorce' boldly written on it.

Liam suddenly hijacked it from her, his eyes squinted and his forehead creased as though he was about to get furious.

"Please let's have this meeting again in the next 30 minutes.." He muttered, dismissing his colleagues.

They stood up and strode out of his office, but Lyra didn't budge.

"Lyra, excuse us please.." Liam muttered.

My heart skipped a beat. For the first time, Liam asked Lyra to excuse us. What had come over him?

"Why? Am I now a stranger in your family? Kayla tell him, y'all can go on with whatever you want to discuss while I'm still here.." She whined.

"Lyra!" Liam's cold voice sounded, making everything in the room including me shook.

Without further resistance, she stood up sluggishly and left.

"And you, are you sure you know what you're doing right now? What's the meaning of this." he asked holding the papers to my face and almost dumping them in my eyes.

"Ehh!" he yelled.

"I might be as stupid and dumb as you always believe, but one thing is for sure right now, I want a divorce."

"What?" He exclaimed, his chest going up and down in fury. Why was he riled, I thought that was what he wanted?

"Yes Liam, you don't need me. The person you need is Lyra and I'm giving you the space to be with her." She voiced.

"You don't know what you're saying, just go back home and wait for me.." He muttered, cutting me off like I was an unserious fellow. When would he ever take anything that had to do with me as important and serious? Anyways, it was over.

"I'm sorry, but you wouldn't find me when you get to your home later, and as for your cards, I left them on your room table, you can have them back."

"What? You don't even have any money, how are you going to survive? If this is a way to get my attention, then just go home, I'm coming, Grandma wouldn't be happy if I left you stranded, at least you have a roof over your head, you're eating and clothing well, and you have money. Be grateful!"

He said, almost yelling.

I bit my lower lip, realizing now what this was all about.

He put a roof over my head, gave me food, clothes, and money and for that, he could go around cheating with his mistress without any remorse.

The tears I had held back since I entered this place finally broke free. This time, it didn't break me, it only made me stronger. I saw who Liam truly was. He wasn't a great guy as I had always fantasized him to be. His head was buried in his fame and money that he thought he could even use it to buy human and toy with her emotions. He was forgetting I didn't throw myself at him for what he had. Grandma had arranged our marriage.

I nodded my head in acceptance. This was it. Nothing could save this marriage.

These tears greatly set a determination inside my heart, I must go for a life that was better than this one.

"Goodbye, Liam." It came out of my mouth in a slow whisper, but loud enough for him to hear.