Chapter 17: Nervous

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Liam POV:

I woke up in my office at home. I guess I slept here last night after I left the room. I looked around at the demolished room I destroyed. All the papers were scattered on the floor, I smashed the computer, I guess flipping the desk wasn't such a good idea anyways. But I couldn't control my anger. I always got what I wanted in life, why couldn't I get her, she was supposed to jump into my arms and we would take this marriage seriously. How the hell am I supposed to tell her now that I can't let her go, even if I wanted to, this marriage can't be broken. I would take her happiness away from her, even if that happiness kills me. I want her to be happy, she deserves it. But I can't divorce her, the contract forbids it. If we break the contract, all of the shares from her parents company directly go to businesses that her parents were in debt from, all of Mr and Mrs. Miles inheritance would go to her aunt, not Lyla as she broke the contract, but Lyla doesn't care, she would rather give that money to her just for her freedom. I need to settle this, and give Lyla her freedom one way or another. Not a single penny would go to those that lost their jobs in that company that worked their asses off. If I let Lyla go, she would find herself her own apartment, but they would attack her, she is the heir after all, but at the end Lyla suffers one way or another. I have to find a way where this divorce won't disturb her, if it ends up ruining my reputation, then to hell with it. A man like me could and would never deserve someone like her, she is one in a million. 

Just thinking of Lyla leaving me life forever hurts me, I felt a tear dropping my eyes

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Just thinking of Lyla leaving me life forever hurts me, I felt a tear dropping my eyes. It reminded me of last night, when she wanted a divorce. I can't bear seeing her leave my front door. I am too stubborn to accept it but I have fallen for her. I am madly in love with Lyla. If wanting to spend the rest of your life with one person that you want to see you succeed and fail, that one person you want to grow a family with, that one person that you want to grow old and wrinkly within. Then I want Lyla, but I can't have her, she is leaving me. This pain my chest grow the second I think of it, and I can't help but let tear after tear fall. I haven't cried since I was a kid. But these tears aren't anywhere close to the tears I made her shed, I guess Karma is a sneaky little motherfucker.

I dialed my lawyers number and scheduled a meeting with him. I got up and tidied up the room, and went to freshen up in the bathroom after. After I did my business in the bathroom, I heard sounds in the kitchen, it was probably Anna the housekeeper, and Lyla, I took this as a opportunity and grabbed my clothes and toiletries and went to the guest bathroom to get ready for work. 

While approaching the kitchen I saw Anna serving breakfast for Lyla while Lyla was seated on one of the stools

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While approaching the kitchen I saw Anna serving breakfast for Lyla while Lyla was seated on one of the stools. I walked towards them and sat next too Lyla,

"Good Morning!" I said with a happy tone,

Lyla was drinking her cuppuchino until she put the mug down and saw me, her expression showed she was shocked, she slightly slumped into her seat.

"good morning." she said softly

"Good Morning Liam, what would you like for breakfast." Anna asked.

"Just coffee," I replied with a smile.

Anna looked at me weirdly, then continued her work and placed a cup of freshly brewed coffee in front of me.

"Your not going to eat anything?" Lyla asked me softly.

My heart skipped a beat thinking she wanted me to eat something.

"No, I'm not hungry," I replied back while looking through my phone and checking emails.

"But, breakfast is the most important meal of the day," she asked confusingly.

"I know but I am not hungry," I told her.

"Here take a bite," she took her sandwich and held it to my mouth.

"I said I'm not hungry," I said while dodging the sandwich.

"It's rude when you don't accept someone's offer for food, that means your ungrateful," she said putting the sandwich back on her plate.

I took the sandwich from her plate and took a bite, she looked at me and smiled. 

"Happy?" I asked

"Yeah, but what am I supposed to eat." she replied while pouting.

"Stop arguing you two, I made another sandwich, half it and that would fill the both of you up," Anna gave each one of us a slice and we quietly ate it. 

Until it was time for me to go to work, as I got up so did Lyla, I noticed her outfit, it was dark, all of it was black. 

She looks sexy with wearing black, I thought to myself

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She looks sexy with wearing black, I thought to myself.

I quickly shook the thought as I could feel my member starting to harden from just the thought. 

"Go change." I told her sternly.

"W-what?" she replied.

"I said, go change" I repeated myself to her.

"Wh-at Why?" she replied

"It's too short, and revealing, your legs are showing too much skin." I said sternly.

"B-But, I am wearing tights under them." she said while stuttering.

"Where are you even going?" I asked her

"S-school?" she replied

"Are you questioning yourself going to school?" I asked.

"N-no, I am going to s-school a-and-" she kept on starring at me.

Oh-boy, I knew what she was looking at, it wasn't my fault though, I didn't look handsome on purpose, they were genes I got from my parents, and my outfit knocked it off the park. I smirked and I was fucking blushing while I came closer to her. 

"Why are you nervous my love?" I said while throwing a stand off hair off her face

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"Why are you nervous my love?" I said while throwing a stand off hair off her face. 

To lose you... is my worst fear.

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