She Turned Her Grief Into Wings novel Chapter 2

Perhaps even his assistant felt her matters weren't worth disturbing Caden over.

Shera raised her eyes, looking at the face before her, and suddenly felt that everything was utterly pointless.

Her lips parted slightly, the words falling as lightly as the breeze. "Caden, let's get a divorce."

She had endured enough of this one-sided marriage, enough of spending every waking moment revolving around this man. She was disgusted by the lengths she had gone to just to please him.

Caden froze slightly, as if processing the meaning of her words, his deep, frigid eyes scanning her critically. "Just because I didn't answer the phone?"

Shera lowered her gaze, masking the last flicker of light in her eyes. "Yes. Just because you didn't answer the phone."

There was no point in saying more; she couldn't be bothered to argue.

She pushed the man aside and continued her way up the stairs.

"Shera, have you even thought about how you're going to survive if you leave me? Can you afford your father's astronomical medical bills on your own?"

At the landing of the stairs, she stopped dead in her tracks.

Caden stood with his hands in his pockets, eyes narrowed, his tone dripping with dark authority. "I'll pretend I didn't hear what you said today. Get some rest."

The stairwell was dim, but Shera easily caught a flash of emotion in his eyes.

Contempt. The inherent contempt of a man holding all the power.

Caden's phone buzzed again. He pulled it out, glanced at the caller ID, dimmed the screen, and turned to head back downstairs.

Shera's nails dug fiercely into her palms as she watched his retreating back, forcing down the suffocating lump in her throat.

"I'll have the divorce papers drafted as soon as possible. I'll courier them to your office."

The moment the words left her mouth, Caden's figure paused for a fraction of a second before he resumed walking. Moments later, the sound of the front door shutting echoed from the entryway.

Silence reclaimed the living room. Outside, an engine roared to life and gradually faded into the distance.

Drained of all her strength, Shera slumped onto the floor. The marble tiles seeped a biting cold, but it was nothing compared to the ice in her chest.

She supported the divorce wholeheartedly. But she couldn't shake the feeling that Caden wouldn't let go easily. A divorce offered him zero benefits and endless hassle.

"Since you brought it up, you obviously have to move out. You still have the keys to Clearwater Villa. If you're moving these next couple of days, let me know so I can send someone to help."

A faint smile touched Shera's lips, and for some reason, her nose stung. "Thank you, Xenia."

Xenia chuckled softly. "What are you thanking me for? Just remember, as long as I'm around, you will always have a safety net."

She sighed, her tone turning earnest. "Don't trap yourself in a relationship that isn't worth it. No one is worth losing your pride and your light over."

Hot tears hit the floorboards as Shera gave a slow nod.

"Oh, right, I forgot to tell you. It seems Rhys Jewell is back in the country."

Rhys Jewell!

Hearing the name, her fingers gripping the phone suddenly tightened, an unreadable emotion shadowing Shera's eyes.