Alexander's POV
"Layla is leaving." My grandmother declared. "Here's the divorce papers." She threw a brown envelope on the table. "Sign it and get lost!" She yelled at Layla.
"Grandmother, what are you doing?" I walked closer to her. "Layla is not leaving. She is my wife!" I exclaimed.
"No, Alex dear." She fixed my collar. "Layla was never good for you. Here's the lady I brought for you." She said, handing Zara over to me. "I heard she is carrying your child. Your heir. Let this slut go and be happy with your first love." She stared, smiling.
My inside burned with rage.
"What! Have you gone crazy grandma?" I gazed at her. "Don't be deceived by this sly woman. You didn't even check to confirm if the child is mine."
"I don't care. As long as this b***h gets to leave." She said, point
