Billionaire Hidden Twin Babies

Chapter 3 - Split Up

The evening unfolded with a quiet tension in the air. Katherine sat on the couch, her gaze fixed on the front door. On the table in front of her lay the divorce papers, just staring back at her. Katherine knew she needed to sit down and talk to Leonard about it. The ticking of the clock seemed louder than usual, each passing second adding to the inner turmoil she felt.

As Katherine waited, emotions swirled in her mind like a storm. Disbelief, hurt, and a lingering hope that kept her heart beating faster. She couldn't fathom that Leonard, the man she had married and shared her life with, was on the verge of taking such a drastic step.

Just as the silence threatened to consume her, Millie approached cautiously. "Mrs. Katherine, is everything alright?" she inquired, her concern etched across her face.

Katherine managed a weak smile, grateful for Millie's genuine care. "I'm okay, Millie. Thank you. You should go rest," she reassured, her eyes conveying a silent plea for solitude.

Millie nodded understandingly, leaving Katherine alone in the dimly lit living room, the divorce papers casting a somber shadow over the table.

The memories of earlier that day flashed in her mind—the moment when Leonard's lawyer handed her the divorce papers, a revelation so overwhelming that it nearly caused her to faint. The shock, the disbelief, and the harsh reality of Leonard seeking to end their marriage had hit her with such force that the room had momentarily spun.

The distant sound of the front door opening spurred her heart into a faster rhythm. Katherine turned her attention toward the entrance, her eyes searching for the familiar figure of her husband.

Leonard stepped into the room, and her eyes darted around instinctively, scanning for the familiar sight of Shyla. To her relief, he was alone, yet the apparent indifference in Leonard's demeanor struck her like a blow. He walked past her without a second glance, as if she were a mere shadow in the room.

A sigh of relief caught in Katherine's throat, and she rose from the couch, determined to address the mounting issues that hung between them. "Leonard," she called out, her voice revealing a mix of nervousness and determination. He continued walking, seemingly oblivious to her presence.

Katherine quickened her pace, intercepting Leonard's path. "We need to talk," she asserted, her hand gently resting on his arm to halt his progress. Leonard halted but didn't turn to face her, his shoulders tensed.

"I don't have anything to say," he responded briefly. The dismissive tone left her unsettled, but she steeled herself against the rising emotions.

"But I do," Katherine insisted, her eyes searching his profile for any sign of the man she had married. Leonard tried to step around her, but Katherine, fueled by a mix of desperation and determination, blocked his way. "You can't just walk away from this, Leonard."

He finally turned to face her, his eyes cold and distant. "What's there to talk about, Katherine?" he asked, a harsh edge to his words.

Katherine took a deep breath, attempting to steady her trembling resolve. "Our marriage, Leonard. Our lives. I can't just stand by and watch you unravel everything without a word."

As the words hung in the air, Katherine's gaze flickered toward the divorce papers on the table. In a swift motion, she picked them up, holding them before Leonard's face.

"What about this, Leonard?" Katherine questioned, her voice a mixture of pain and defiance. "Is this the end you're so eager to reach?" She held the papers, a silent plea for him to see the weight of the decision he was making.

Leonard's gaze briefly met the document Katherine held before him. A faint smirk played on his lips, a cruel acknowledgment of the power he held in that moment. "Haven't signed it yet, have you?" he remarked, his tone taunting. "What are you waiting for, Katherine?"

His words cut through the air, a challenge lingering in the space between them. Katherine's grip tightened on the papers, a mix of frustration and desperation clouding her features. "I'm waiting for you to realize what we're about to lose," she responded, her eyes searching for any flicker of the man she had once known.

Leonard chuckled dismissively, a patronizing tone in his voice. "There's nothing left to lose, Katherine. This," he gestured to the divorce papers, "is just a formality. A step I'm taking for both our sakes."

Katherine's jaw clenched as she fought against the rising tide of emotions. "For both our sakes?" she retorted, a bitter laugh escaping her. "I never thought tearing our lives apart could be for our sake, Leonard."

His smirk remained, a mask of indifference. "It's the best thing for both of us. You'll see."

Katherine's eyes bore into Leonard's, a mix of frustration and hurt etched across her face. "Is this what you want? To be with Shyla?" Her voice wavered, a painful edge to her words.

Leonard's eyes narrowed, a flicker of annoyance crossing his features. "I already told you, Katherine, it's none of your business," he retorted sharply and tried to walk away.

He halted, turning to face her once more. "It doesn't matter if you sign those papers or not. We're done," Leonard declared, a finality in his words that sent a shiver down Katherine's spine.

The room echoed with silence as Katherine, holding the divorce papers tightly, gathered the courage to speak. "I love you, Leonard. Don't you know that?" Her voice wavered, exposing a raw vulnerability that broke through the tension.

Leonard met her gaze, his expression remained unchanged, showing no sign of empathy. "It doesn't matter, Katherine. Love is not enough when only one part is in it," he stated coldly, a harsh reality that hung in the air. "And I will never love you. You should know your place."

Those words, like a dagger to the heart, left Katherine standing alone in the dimly lit room, grappling with the painful truth that the love she had invested in their marriage was destined to remain unreciprocated.

As Leonard turned to leave, Katherine muttered under her breath, her words barely audible, "I'll let you go. But when you realize what you've lost, Leonard, it'll be too late."