When I got to Jason's home, it was empty.
I was lucky—too lucky that it made me worry.
Over the past three years, life rarely played out the way I wanted it to.
I shouldn't have been too surprised. Jason's sister was in the hospital. Whenever that happened, his step-father and mother would rush to the hospital to be by her side.
They were also often there to make sure that I gave whatever part of me the doctors needed for their sweet daughter—not that I ever refused or even hesitated.
I rolled my eyes at the thought of Jason's sister as I stuffed the most important things I owned into my small luggage.
There was nothing here that I couldn't replace, but I decided to keep the bags, shoes, and jewelry I had bought for myself.
I had bought these things with my own efforts, with the money I earned slaving day after day at my corporate job.
Once I was done packing, I looked around the room I shared with Jason. I couldn't help but sigh at how cold and empty it felt.
We still slept together in the same bed ofcourse. But after we got married, he grew cold and distant.
I thought it was because of how much he idolized Alexander Harris, the President of the company he worked at.
Just the thought of the man's name made my heart clench, but memories of him had no place in my mind or heart right now.
I had to focus on what I was doing. I had to leave.
'We're approaching.' I read my cousin's message.
After taking a deep breath and scanning the room one last time, I picked up my bag and turned around, closing the door to this chapter of my life.
It was short, but it taught me a lot.
As much as I didn't want to admit it, my Grandfather was right. Jason was not the man for me. But that didn't make him right. The man he chose wasn't the man for me either.
"Miss Lilibeth!" the maid called out as she caught me walking through the hall, making my way out of the lavish home.
Jason's family was well off, but they lacked taste.
"Miss Lilibeth!" That name felt more foreign than ever. But still, I stopped and turned to face the poor woman.
She was probably worried or under orders to stop me.
"Yes?" I asked.
"Mr. Jason asked me to tell you to wait. His mother is on her way back, and she wants to speak with you. He and his father couldn't leave his sister in the hospital. She's in poor health," the maid explained.
"My ride is almost here," I told her as I continued to walk to the door.
As I yanked it open, I was greeted by the furious glare of a woman I was not fond of.
"Lilibeth," my mother-in-law hissed as she glared at me.
I held my ground as I pushed past her, "I'm guessing Jason has informed you about our impending divorce."
"You ungrateful slut!" she shouted as she yanked my high ponytail that I had tied before leaving.
I was tired of them looking down on me… of them walking all over me.
I was never some helpless woman. Or just anyone.
I was Lilith Durfort.
The palm of my hand greeted her face quickly, sending her to the ground.
Years of anger and annoyance over their mistreatment of me came crashing down in one fell swoop.
"Bitch!" she spat as the maid quickly ran over, helping her get back up on her feet. "We were too kind to you, you fucking gold digger!"
I couldn't help but scoff at her statement.
Looking down, I glared at her. Since the moment I ended things with Jason, I felt more and more like my oldself. Like a Durfort.
"A gold digger wouldn't go for some lowly employee." Glaring at her, I made sure to maintain eye contact, just as Grandma had taught me growing up. "I will not let you keep using me as spare parts for your step-daughter. I helped because I am a kind person and because I loved your son, but it's clear that you were all just using me."
She was about to get back up and hit me, but I saw it coming.
Smiling, I caught her hand by the wrist. Did she really not think I would have anticipated that? She behaved like some evil mother-in-law from a telenovela. Then again, she was exactly that.
I could see the shock on her face and her attempt to speak up, but her intention was thwarted when a convoy of vehicles arrived behind me.
I didn't need to turn around and see the familiar plates of the cars. Our family cars always had distinct plates, a subtle sign to those who knew.
"Really?" my mother-in-law asked as she tilted her head and looked at the vehicles behind me. I knew they were an impressive sight to see, but I already knew what was running through her mind as a grin appeared on that woman's lips.
"Miss Lilibeth?" the driver hesitantly asked.
I couldn't help but be thankful that Lex had told his driver to use the name my mother-in-law had known me by. I didn't want the added criticism of having lied to them—not that they had earned the truth anyway.
"Did you really just waste your money on renting those cars?" My mother-in-law threw me a look of disgust. "You should really spend your money wisely, Lilibeth. You never know when you'll find a new sugar daddy."
"I didn't pay them."
The driver quickly came up and took my bags, storing them away in one of the tail vehicles that followed.
My mother-in-law's eyes grew wide.
"Found someone better already? No wonder you were so quick to divorce my son," she spat as I maintained eye contact.
"I would say it was a pleasure meeting you, but that would be a lie." I didn't even bother to wait for the look of disgust on her face and simply spun on my heel. Without looking back, I marched toward the waiting car.
The driver held the door open for me, and I gave him a thankful nod.
I was about to greet my cousin, but my mother-in-law drew my attention to her.
"You really are a heartless bitch, leaving a dying woman without your aid." I despised her for trying to use her step-daughter's illness to manipulate me just as her son had for years.
But enough was enough. It was time to draw the line.
"I'll have the divorce papers sent to your son. Goodbye," I said as I slid into the car and let out a breath as the door closed behind me.
"Well, that was exciting," Lex's amused tone made me roll my eyes.
"Good to see you too, cousin," I greeted him.
"I'm sure my companion needs no introduction," Lex said, gesturing to the man I had not noticed earlier.
I froze as I looked at the man I thought I would never see again. The same man who broke my heart and drove me to marry another all in one day.
"Lilith," he muttered. His deep voice sent my heart beating so loudly, I was certain my cousin could hear it.
"Alexander," I managed to say as the car felt like it was getting smaller and smaller with every second.