Chapter 2

The heavy silence in the bedroom grew completely tight and cold after Clara spoke those words. Damon stared at her beautiful face like she had suddenly grown a second head. He slowly crossed his strong arms and let out a very cruel and dark laugh.

"Are you completely out of your simple mind today, Clara?" Damon demanded with a very harsh tone. "You hit my poor mother and my innocent sister in my own house."

"And now you think you can stand there and talk about a divorce to my face?" Damon continued to yell loudly at her. "You are just throwing a stupid and childish tantrum this morning."

"You need to get down on your knees and apologize to them right now," Damon commanded like a king. "If you do not say sorry, I will lock you out of this house forever."

Clara looked at the arrogant and proud man standing near the door. In her past life, his cruel threats would have made her cry and beg on the floor. She would have kissed his dirty shoes just to keep his fake love.

"You really think you are a king, don't you?" Clara asked with a very calm and deadly voice. "You think you can cheat on me and treat me like a stupid dog forever."

Damon dropped his heavy arms in complete shock as his dark eyes opened very wide. His handsome face suddenly lost all of its warm and natural color. He looked at Clara with real fear hiding deep inside his eyes for the first time.

"What stupid lies are you talking about right now?" Damon asked in a very quick and nervous voice. "I have never cheated on you in my entire life, Clara."

"Do not play stupid games with me right now, Damon," Clara replied coldly. "I know everything about your dirty and hidden secrets with Chloe."

Chloe let out a very loud and fake gasp from the corner of the room. The spoiled girl covered her red mouth with her shaking hands. She looked back and forth between Clara and her fake brother with wide eyes.

"How dare you say something so disgusting and evil?" Chloe cried out with big fake tears. "Damon is my loving older brother, and you are a very crazy woman!"

"You are not his real sister, and we all know the dark truth," Clara said flatly. "You do not share a single drop of real family blood with him at all."

"You two have been sleeping in the same bed behind my back for years," Clara stated clearly. "You used my own money to buy dirty hotel rooms and expensive gifts."

The mother-in-law suddenly stood up from the hard wooden floor. She pointed a bent and angry finger right at Clara's face. Her wrinkled face was completely purple with pure and massive anger.

"You are a dirty liar and a jealous witch!" the old woman screamed very loudly. "You are just jealous because my sweet Chloe can actually have beautiful children."

Clara turned her cold eyes to look at the wicked old woman. "Oh, I know all about her special ability to have children," Clara said smoothly. "I know all about the sweet little boy you forced me to adopt."

Damon stepped back fast like he had just been punched in the chest. His breathing grew very heavy and very fast in the quiet room. He looked at Clara with total and complete panic on his face.

"Shut your dirty mouth right now, Clara!" Damon yelled in total fear. "Do not bring our sweet and innocent son into your crazy lies!"

"He is not our son, Damon," Clara said in a very hard and clear voice. "He is your real biological child that you made with your fake sister."

"You brought your secret baby into my house and made me raise him," Clara continued coldly. "You made me clean his dirty clothes and feed him with my own money."

"You are a terrible monster and a fake man," Clara finished with disgust. "I am leaving this terrible house, and I am taking every single penny of my money with me."

Damon clenched his big hands into tight fists at his sides. He knew his dark and dirty secrets were completely out in the open now. But his huge male pride would not let him look weak in front of a woman.

"You think I care if you leave this house today?" Damon yelled with a very cruel laugh. "You are completely broken and totally useless to me anyway."

"No normal man will ever want a broken woman who cannot give birth," Damon sneered deeply. "You will be poor, hungry, and crying on the streets in a few days."

"You will come crawling back on your weak knees to beg me for food," Damon promised her. "You will cry and ask me to take you back into this house."

"If you really believe that stupid dream, then sign the divorce papers right now," Clara challenged him quickly. "Sign the papers right now and let us end this joke today."

"I will sign them fast with a happy smile!" Damon shouted back in anger. "I will be so happy to finally get rid of a useless piece of trash like you."

Clara did not wait a single second for him to change his mind. She quickly pulled her phone from the small wooden bedside table. She dialed her personal lawyer's private number with very fast fingers.

"Hello, Mr. Davis," Clara said when the man answered the phone call. "I need you to draft up a complete divorce agreement right this exact second."

"Yes, I want to end my legal marriage to Damon completely today," Clara spoke clearly into the phone. "Please email the clean papers to me as fast as you can."

Damon stood near the door and watched her with complete and arrogant confidence. He honestly thought she was just playing a silly and dramatic game. He firmly believed she would never actually leave his nice house and his protection.

In his naive mind, Clara was a weak and totally dependent woman. She had always cooked his hot food and washed his dirty clothes for years. She could never survive in the big world without his strong help.

A few short minutes later, Clara's phone buzzed loud with a new email. She quickly opened the important message and found the clean divorce papers. She sent the clear document directly to the small printer sitting on Damon's desk.

The printer made a soft noise and pushed out the fresh white papers. Clara walked over and picked up the warm papers with steady hands. She grabbed a heavy black pen and signed her own name very fast.

She turned around and pushed the signed papers directly into Damon's chest. "Here are the papers," Clara said with empty and cold eyes. "Sign your name and let me go."

Damon snatched the white papers from her hands with a very angry pull. He took the heavy black pen and signed his name at the very bottom. He pressed the pen down so hard that he almost broke the paper.

"There," Damon said as he threw the signed papers back at her face. "You are completely cut off and totally useless to me now, Clara."

"Take your cheap clothes and get out of my beautiful house today," Damon commanded loudly. "And do not ever call me when you are starving on the streets."

Clara easily caught the flying papers and looked at the black ink. It was finally done, and she was completely free from this terrible family. She did not say another word as she walked over to her large closet.

She only packed her very best clothes and her most important personal items. She left all the cheap gifts Damon had bought for her on the floor. She rolled her heavy suitcase directly past the three shocked people.

The wicked mother-in-law spit on the floor as Clara walked past her. "Good riddance to whatever gutter you came out from," the old woman hissed like a snake. "We do not need a broken woman in our perfect family anyway."

Clara ignored the evil old woman and walked out the front door. The bright morning sun hit her face, and she took a very deep breath. The heavy and dirty weight of her past life was finally gone.

She quickly pulled out her phone and called her lawyer one more time. "Mr. Davis, the divorce papers are fully signed and complete," Clara said clearly. "I am now a single and totally free woman today."

"That is very fast news, Clara," the smart lawyer replied smoothly. "What would you like me to do next for you today?"

"I need you to claim all of my late father's heavy investment returns," Clara ordered fast. "Transfer every single penny of that massive fortune directly into my personal bank account."

"And make sure Damon cannot touch a single drop of my money," Clara added coldly. "Do it right this very second, Mr. Davis."

"Alright, on it.. It is now done, Clara," the lawyer said with a professional voice. "All the money is sitting safely in your private account right now."

Clara hung up the phone and looked up at the blue morning sky. The zombie apocalypse was going to start in exactly thirty days. But this time, she had her freedom, her massive money, and her new system.