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2025-08-23 19:30:47Kayla's POV
Just one brief look at me, she knew I was my father's daughter. Her smile brightened as she stared at me.
Then she goes “Will you stay with me?”
For some moment, I cleaned the tears that were rolling down my face.
“I’m your daddy’s business sister, your daddy likes me so much and he'd be happy if you stayed with me.”
My eyes went from her head down to her fine boots then I resumed crying. I needed my family back not her. I wailed effortlessly.
She stood there waiting for me to go with her, but I never gave her a chance.
But she never gave up as she went from just coming to persuade me, to bringing me food and staying with me till I’d doze off on her legs.
Eventually, I followed her to her home.
It was big and elegant just like ours. And she, was also very warm and lovely. She made sure to bring a smile back to my face again, even while I missed my parent and siblings. She was my buddy.
Since then, she had treated me nothing less than her real granddaughter.
When Grandma Helen suggested I should marry her grandson, I was never against it as I was already in love with Liam.
Actually, even if I wasn't in love with Liam, I'd have still accepted to marry him as my way of paying back the good deed Grandma Helen had done in my life.
But now, it has been five years of our union and Liam still hasn't developed any feelings for me.
Even when he brought Lyra to our home, I had never done or said anything to offend him or make him think me jealous and clingy. All I was focused on was how to be the best wife for him. Hoping that one day he would see through the love I have for him and accept me wholeheartedly.
But that never seemed to work as Liam never stopped prioritizing Lyra over me.
I stayed at home like a room decor while he went around the city with his mistress.
Then I realised he would never consider me a woman. I was sad and hurting but I must remain in the marriage for Grandma Helen. I would never break her heart after everything she did for me. If anybody must cause a rise in her BP, it definitely shouldn't be me.
But now that she was dead, I had no reason to remain in the marriage anymore.
My mind was a jumble of thoughts as I sat quietly inside the taxi.
I made up my mind. I must get a divorce and go far away from him.
Lyra and Liam could now have themselves wholeheartedly without having to worry about any obstacle like me anymore.
Tears welled up in my eyes as the thoughts alone gagged my heart. I never for once thought it would end like this. I never envisioned this. I had waited and waited for the day Liam would come to me, with so much affection in his eyes and while he was sober, but he never did.
I had gone through nothing but pain at the hands of Liam.
While other granddaughters-in-law of Grandma Helen were being loved by their husbands, Liam only hated me and even had intimacy with me only when he was drunk. He disliked me with every blood in his veins. And why he was even mating with me was because Grandma Helen wanted a great-grandchild.
"You can drop me off here," I muttered when I sighted the building while dabbing off the tears that unconsciously fell off my eyes.
"Alright Miss." the driver muttered and pulled over while I gently came out of the car after paying him.
Just then, he drove off. I let out a heavy breath as my eyes scan the establishment in front of me. For some reason, my heart began pounding faster in my chest.
This was a major decision. I've never once thought I’d have to do something like this my entire life. But here I was now, ready to divorce Liam. To get the papers, shove them to his face, and disappear from his life for good.
I put a call to Mrs May, and within a few seconds she came down to meet me where I stood.
"Hello Mrs Reyes, how's today?" Her voice echoed.
I nodded with a faint smile, extending my hand for a handshake.
"We buried Grandma Helen today, sorry I didn't invite you," I muttered. My voice low and firm.
"It's okay Kayla, accept my condolences. I'm truly sorry about your grandmother-in-law.” She sounded.
“Thank you, Mrs May. I'd like to have a discussion with you.” I voiced, my tone calm and collected.
“Alright Kayla, come with me please." She muttered.
With that, I walked with her into their office elevator.
I had known Mrs May before the demise of my parents. She was not only our family's personal lawyer but also my mum’s friend.
A few minutes later, we arrived at Mrs May's office.
"You’ve just laid your grandmother-in-law to rest today, that of course must make you feel sad, but why do I feel there's something more weighing down on your mind?" She muttered and a sad smile spread across my lips.
“So, what do you want to discuss with me?” She added.
"I want to give Liam a divorce." I voiced and she had her eyes opened wide.
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