I Want A Divorce, Mr Lyon!

(The following day)“Ahh, my head,” Kathryn groan as she get up slowly from the couch she slept on last night, she blinked her eyes and looked around. “Did I slept here? Fuck!” She muttered as she confirmed she was still in the living room.“And why the fuck is my head banging so much?” She asked no one in particular then her eyes quickly did a search on the table at her front and she gasps “Did I drink all of these?! 5 bottles!” She exclaimed taking her lips in-in disgust.Then she suddenly remembered the cause of her pains, her jerk husband. “I hope you feel my pain, Lyon!!” She screamed and get up on her feet, dragging her feet to the kitchen-not without holding her head.She opened the fridge and grab a bottle of water, she gulp down and her eyes ran to the kitchen entrance, she almost flinched and choke on the water when she saw someone with a scary hair standing there.“My God! That scared me! Fiona! I told you to cut that hair! You almost killed me!” She exclaimed dropping the

^^^^“I’m filing for a divorce Lyon, I want a divorce!” “WHAT?!” Lyon yelped and Kathryn took a step closer to him.“You’re not deaf, I’m divorcing you! I can’t live with fake smiles anymore, I’m done!” She snapped and with that she’s walked back to her room.Lyon fell back on his couch rubbing his neck, “How did I get to this? How? Lyon you’re really a jerk,”He growl in pain then his phone buzz.He pull it out from his pocket, Wendy name displayed on the screen. He hissed angrily then dropped the phone but it wouldn’t stop buzzing so he decided to pick it up.“Are you trying to find out what happened next?” He snapped immediately he pick up.Wendy fake a pout from the other line, “What did you mean? Oh- did something happened at home?” She gasped in sarcasm while Lyon gritted his teeth.“It was you right? You were the one that sent her that picture,”He asked “Why? Did she pack out of the house? That’s bad, at least not now that you’re about to be appointed as the chairman, this wil

Martins walked quickly into the house, looking around for Lyon. He found him sitting on the couch, but something about the way Lyon was sitting, tense, shoulders tight, made it clear that he wasn’t fully relaxed. “Fiona said you were resting. Is everything alright?” Martins asked, his tone cautious, sensing something wasn’t quite right. Lyon looked up at him, his eyes a bit sharp, as if the question caught him off guard. He hesitated for a moment, then forced a smile. “Yes,” he said a little too quickly, his voice edged with impatience. Without waiting for Martins to say anything else, Lyon stood up abruptly, as though he couldn’t sit still any longer. His movements were fast, almost hurried, as he rushed past Martins and headed up the stairs. Martins watched him go, standing there for a moment, feeling the odd tension in the air. He wasn’t sure what had just happened, but Lyon’s quick departure and the look on his face told him that something was off. He sighed quietly, unsur

Episode 8Kathryn turned as though she didn't hear him well, he has never called her beautiful since they were married and just now, he did. It sounded fascinating but triggered something in her, for a moment she felt like tearing up.She fixed her gaze on him as though urging him to do what was on his mind, how badly she wanted to feel like a woman. She has only read them in stories.“Thank you,” she managed to say, her mind drifting off.Kathryn sat quietly, lost in thought, as she looked at Lyon from across the room. She hadn’t really thought about how their marriage had started in a long time. It wasn’t a love story, not like the ones in movies. It was more like something that had been decided for them. Her parents had arranged it. It wasn’t uncommon in their world. Their families knew each other well, and both saw the marriage as a way to strengthen their social standing. Kathryn’s father had always admired Lyon’s family, wealthy, influential, and well-connected. Lyon’s parents

Chapter 10Fiona sighed, leaning her head against the doorframe. “Still, I hope she doesn’t ruin this for them. It’s just starting to get good, you know? I mean, look at them, they’re actually acting like a couple. It’s... sweet.” Martins chuckled, his tone teasing. “Sweet? You’re getting soft, Fiona. Next thing I know, you’ll be rooting for a happily-ever-after.” Fiona shot him a playful glare. “Oh, hush. You’re just as invested in this as I am. Don’t even try to deny it.” He raised his hands as though surrendering. “Alright, alright. You got me.” They both chuckled.Fiona smiled, her eyes still focused on the couple in the kitchen.As they turned to leave, giving Lyon and Kathryn their privacy, Fiona glanced back one last time, her heart warming at the sight of Kathryn leaning slightly into Lyon’s touch. “You know,” she said quietly as they walked down the hallway, “I think they might actually make it.” Martins nodded, his usual humour replaced with a rare sincerity. “Yeah