Chapter 1

Lyra's POV

I wake up to the soft beeping of machines and murmurs from people. “Ouch!” I cried out loudly, as I felt a sharp pain around my belly. 

As I struggled to sit upright, I felt unusual, that sent cold chills through my spine and my heart skipped a bit. 

Then my blurry gaze instantly got cleared and my mind was suddenly a jumbled mess. “Please relax, you're still healing,” a deep voice echoed behind me, that sent signals throughout my entire body and my heartbeat quickened.

“You shouldn't stress yourself too much, you need enough rest,” he added.

My confusion got to the peak at this point, and I could feel a swirl of nervous knots in the pit of my stomach. Why the hell does he mean by I'm now healing and I need rest? Still, I couldn't comprehend what he meant. Probably, I'm about to lose it all.

Suddenly, as my hands instinctively moved around my belly, a cold shiver ran down my spine and my heart leaped with fear. “Where's my baby?! How's my belly this flat?!” I yelled and slowly his words started making sense. 

Pain, anger and frustration weighed me down. It was as if a bulb went off in my head. I didn't know how I felt at that moment. My throat clogged and my chest tightened due to the pain building up in me. How did this happen? That's the question ringing in my head.

I didn't realise the time tears clouded my eyes when my mind raced. Could they have a hand in this? 

“I was pregnant and my stomach is this low. Freaking 6 months old! Where the hell is my baby?” But the doctor was mute.

“Answer the damn question!” I thought I gathered a bit of strength, but I didn't know how a drop of tears poured down again.

“Sorry ma'am,” he tried to calm me down.

“We lost it.” Then he paused, emotions wrecked his body. I thought doctors are used to things like this. Why does he seem different? 

“But we discovered that you took an abortion pills. Was it your mistake?” the doctor explained further, and his words cut through my heart like a knife. 

I couldn't control myself anymore, as fresh tears gathered at the corners of my eyes. How dare she? That slut! That homewrecker! Shit! She will not go free for this!

“Where's my husband?” I asked, as I tried to sit upright and a sharp pain went round my body again.

“Your husband? Two gentlemen brought you here yesterday…,” I didn't let him complete his statement and I interrupted him.

“Where's my phone?” I asked, and instantly the nurse handed it over to me. At this point, I gathered some strength, as I grabbed the bed with my two hands.

“Your health is at risk here, you need to calm down,” he warned.

“I don't give a fuck about that!” I exclaimed as I fiddled with my phone, trying to dial my husband's contact. He must know how evil that bitch is.

For a moment, I thought I was hallucinating or maybe I dialed the wrong contact. But it doesn't seem like it when a penetrating voice rang in my ears. “Is that your ex-wife, baby?” my heart was beating so fast that I was breathless. Ex-wife?

Then the moaning continues, making me tense with shock. “Baby, does it mean your ex-wife wants to listen to my sweet moans and how I beg for you to fuck me harder!” my body went rigid hearing those words and I didn't know when tears streamed down my face. 

Since I dialed his contact, I've not been able to utter a word. It's as if I'm suddenly dumb. My mind went on a break and my words got stuck in my throat with just amazement suffocating me. 

I can't remember signing any divorce papers, even with his inhuman behaviour towards me. Why the hell is that whore referring to me as his ex-wife? 

“Why the hell are you calling me Lyra?” My so-called husband's deep voice rang in my head, making my skin crawl. That voice is one he uses when he's almost at the peak of his orgasm. Could it be true? Or maybe I'm dreaming? 

“You're sweet baby, unlike her, I mean my ex-wife, that's what she's to me now?” Another murmur followed, and my heart hammered in my chest.

“What? Caleb…,” my voice cracked, my heartbeat quickened and I could feel the pain shot upwards through my body. 

There I was calling to inform him about our loss and now this! Will it even bother him? Just maybe they both planned it?

“Hey, sign the darm divorce papers before I get back home! I don't want to see your disgusting face again! A good for nothing log of wood!” He exclaimed, and dropped the call.

I sat down frozen, unable to move my body and my mind felt like it had been kept on fire. I forgot to mention earlier that he went on a business trip three weeks ago. How sure am I that he was actually on this so-called trip? 

That package his secretary sent to me, claiming it was from my husband, was the last thing I ate as far as I can remember and she must pay dearly for making me lose my baby. And that mysterious mistress of his, I know they may be working hand in hand.

I was about to get down from the bed with much force and the doctor held me quickly. “Leave me alone, I'm going home now!” My voice was full of emotions and everyone could detect it.

“You will be discharged soon ma'am after the checkups,” the doctor tried to stop me.

“I don't give a fuck about any checkup!” I said, and I didn't know how another fresh tear clouded my eyes.

“Alright, let me know your location and I will get you there,” he said, as he stared into my eyes. I felt silent by his generous reply and the compassion in his eyes. But I couldn't ponder much on it and I gave him the address.

I sat at the passenger's seat just to be comfortable, but the deathly glances of the doctor on me was making my mind race. But I couldn't ask him why.

Well, when we arrived at The Sawyer's mansion, I said my farewell to him and strolled inside. I didn't know why my blood was boiling this way but if I don't skin that lady alive I won't be okay. Never!

I swung the door open and stomped inside, my strolls full of frustration and pain. “Where the hell do you think you're going?!” At first, the serenity of the hall made me presume no one was home until my mother in law's unfiltered words broke through me like a venom.

I know she has never liked me from day one but this will be the height of it.

“That's your last stop Lyra! I don't want your stinking self here again!” She added, when she got closer.

“What do you mean by that?” My voice was so broken with a swarm of tears in my eyes.