Chapter 137
Delia’s POV
When the divorce papers were given to me I screeched at the sight of it. This was true. It was real. I was holding it in my hands and now there was nothing I could do.
I watched the lawyers get into their car to get out more files as they waited for me to screech again, getting my father to threaten me from his study. If only he knew what was making me scream, he would not talk to me like that again.
“Dad!” I yelled, taking the papers into his study to plop into a seat and drop the papers on his desk.
One of the lawyers who had presented it to me entered and stood by the door.
“Who are you?” My father asked the lawyer.
“The one who brought the papers,” the man answered but my father rolled his eyes and looked back at the papers.
He looked at it and pointed. “What’s that?”
“The divorce papers,” I said as he sighed, taking a glass of whisky to down. “I can’t believe he would go through with this.”
“You seriously can’t believe anything huh,” he chuckled. “He threatened that he would do it and you still doubted the president of the states. What did you think he was doing? Bluffing?”
“Dad, at least be on my side here.”
“I am always on your side, little child, but sometimes you behave like a stupid blonde.
“How do you expect me to take you seriously after I had warned you countless times but you insisted on going to parties and doing whatever you wanted, ignoring all the warnings I had given you. What do you expect from me or him?!
“You went partying, cheating on him with numerous people. You should have some self restraint. I told you that. But whatever, the past is the past now. You are doomed.”
“I’m not signing it,” I poured, folding my arms. “He’s going to have to force me to do it.”
Taking the papers, I threw it at the lawyer and screamed at him to get out and stop hovering around me.
The man refused to leave which had me taking a stone figurine on my fathers desk to stone at the lawyer, missing him by a mile but proving my point that I was pissed and wanted him gone.
My father gestured to the butler by the door to send the man out with his buddies before turning to me as I bawled my eyes out, screaming and crying.
This was the worst day of my life. My day was ruined and so was my life. He didn’t care about me anymore. Now I was a nobody.
“What do you plan on doing, dad?” I asked cleaning my nose with the back of my hands. “Because I can’t take this any more. I need them to pay for this pain they have caused me. They have to pay for it. I can’t keep living like this.”
“I don’t know what to do yet,” he sighed, taking a sip from his whisky glass. “I don’t have enough money to give you so you’d go somewhere and start a new life. Because that’s the only thing I can see happening right now.”
But I didn’t want money. I wanted revenge. I wanted Asher to change his mind and kick that woman out of the house. She had stolen my husband. How could he not see that he was being taken away from me. It wasn’t fair.
That was when it hit me that to pay for all my new expenses that I had gotten online which were still pending, I needed money.
I looked at him as he looked at me and shook his head before I could say anything.
“No, don’t even ask,” he sighed.
“But dad, I need it. How about you sell one of the houses then?”
“There is nothing to sell! Don’t you get it?! This is the last thing we have. If we sell this we are on the streets.”
“You’re useless,” I said to my feet. “I thought you were going to be of help but you’re just as useless as the rest of them.”
This had the man rushing round the table as he slapped me in anger, having me reel to the floor in fear.
I gripped my burning cheeks in shock staring at him growling in rage.
“You stupid child,” he cursed as I started to cry even louder. “This is all your fault for not being better than Zendaya. In fact, she is ten times, no, a thousand times better than you ever could be.”
I was mad at him for comparing me with that witch. How could he do such an abominable thing?
Even Asher had compared me to her and said she was the better one. Now I was the one who was worth nothing.
“You are nothing but useless and worthless. I will have mercy upon you and give you one of the hidden houses to sell and you should show me in return that you deserve the house and something more. If not, I will take back the house and leave you on the streets for dead.”
I sobbed, standing to my feet. At least I had hope.
“You’re more of a liability than an asset. I can’t believe you’re my daughter. You failed as a daughter and failed as a wife. You’ve even failed as an enemy. You’re nothing.”
He finished his glass of whisky and walked out of the room as I heard him yell from the hallways.
“Don’t speak to me about this issue again.”
When I was alone, I looked to ground to see that the lawyer had left the divorce papers there. In anger, I grabbed it and tossed it in the fire.Còntens bel0ngs to Nô(v)elDr/a/ma.Org
I called my fathers lawyer and asked for the best lawyer that money could buy. I had a plan up my sleeve that would turn the tide of battle in my favor.
I would destroy him.