THE BILLIONAIRES REGRET I Shouldnt Have Divorced Her

Chapter 1

Divorced on my birthday

“Honey, you've not said anything since we got here. You neither compliment my dress nor comment on my food,” Lila said.

Grey kept mute, as though she were talking to a ghost, not even lifting his eyes and looking at her.

“I suppose today should be my happy day. You brought up the idea of us coming here to spend some time alone, and now you're staring at me without a word? Are we doing a retreat?” Lila was losing patience with the serene environment.

“You would have allowed me to party with friends rather than with this attitude you're giving me now.”

“Enough of the talk already, Lila!” Grey yelled at her, dropping his spoon on the table.

“In fact, I'm done! I'm done with you. You and I know that there's no chemistry between us.” Standing up, he ducked his hands into his pocket, brought out a piece of paper, and handed it over to her.

“Ensure you go through those papers and sign the divorce. If there's anything you don't understand, you can contact my lawyer.” With his face devoid of any remorse, he gently moved closer, giving her a kiss on the forehead. He whispered to her, "You should be grateful I endured you bearing the title ‘my wife.’ But now, I have to go for the person I love, someone more deserving.”

Lila was dumbfounded; everything sounded like an audio series of a video clip to her. Her silver jubilee turned into the worst day she could ever imagine.

“Is this really the man I married? Handling me a divorce on my birthday?” Lila questioned herself unstoppably. She tried to control her tears to maintain her make-up so that no one would notice something wrong with her, but she couldn't; the pain was unbearable.

Even though she had never known what it means to be happy and loved in marriage, she was always ready to be patient with Grey, keeping to her promise of “till death do us part” made at the altar, hoping for a better Grey with time. The meal she took four hours to prepare was not half eaten by her soon-to-be ex-husband.

Lila was every man's dream back then, in high school. Over ten men were ready to marry her if only she said yes, but she made her choice of Grey, following the way he presented himself to her as one who could not hurt a fly. Little did she know that all the humility was because of his poor financial condition, which she mistook for being nice.

She had never talked about her miserable marriage to anyone, not even her parents.

“Besides, I was never my parents' favorite; I would rather die with my pains than involve them.” She told herself.

She tried all she could to put on a smile whenever she had visitors.

Her hands became stiff as she held the papers, tears rolling down her succulent cheeks. She lost her appetite immediately.

“Why did he bring me here only to break me into pieces? What have I done to deserve this?” She asked questions, but no one was there to give an answer. She was still weeping when a call rang on her phone. She ducked her hands into her pause and brought out her phone; it was Eucharia calling.

“Oh, my God! Eucharia!” She was astonished. Eucharia was her childhood friend, born with a silver spoon, with whom they did primary and secondary education together. As the only daughter of her family, her wealthy dad sent her to study abroad; hence, they lost contact for over ten years.