Ex husband pursuit winning her back

"Hey honey, welcome back from work," Briella said when her husband walked in.

He ignored her greeting. "Meet me at the rooftop by three o clock, we have something to discuss." He said looking around at the busy staff cleaning the mansion.

What was so special that he couldn't tell her here and now, Briella thought.

Time passed and after Briella finished inspecting the workers, she headed to the rooftop.

Sitting casually on the rooftop sofa, Hayden's eyes were fixed to his phone. Hayden, seeing that Briella had arrived, stretched his hands and handed her a brown envelope.

Briella's eyes narrowed as she took the papers, as she looked at it, The words blurred as tears pooled in her eyes, threatening to spill over. 

He was divorcing her? It felt like her heart was crushed. 

Her sight became blurry but she could still see the very handsome but cold man that would soon be her ex-husband.

Upon noticing that Briella was staring at him. He retorted, his voice cold and detached. "Sign the damn papers, I have signed my part. Be fast with it, I'm expecting someone special."

Briella tears finally fell. "Someone special" What was she then, a useless person? a time waster? 

"There's no need for you to worry about where you'll stay after you leave here, the assets I have would be divided, you get to take Moon Villa and a compensation of 100 million dollars."

Brielle wiped her tears and asked "Is grandma aware of this divorce?

"And so what? you think that will change anything, she is dead."

Briella almost stumbled so she held the wall nearby for support, she never imagined this would happen now? And most of all she didn't know his grandma was dead, no one told her.

"Hayden," she whispered, her voice breaking. "Please... please don't do this, I beg you." 

Hayden Linford looked at her, with his deep brown eyes boring her skin. 

Despite the cold gaze, Briella still felt a flutter in her heart when she looked at him.

"It's done, Briella. There's nothing left to discuss." 

"I still love you Hayden, please consider my feelings." Briella took the courage to walk closer to him and knelt down holding his arms.

He yanked her hands away as if she was a parasite and she fell flat on the floor

"Love?" he scoffed. "This marriage was never about love. It's been hell and a mistake I'm rectifying."

Hayden got up, "I did this because of grandma." He muttered.

"Our time together has now expired, I wasted two years with you but it was worth it, Since I found my missing ribs through you."

Briella looked at him dumbfoundedly.

"Well, Hilda will be back in New York soon, so you better leave."

Wait, Did he just say Hilda? 

"Hilda Bennett?" Briella asked to clarify.

Hayden saw the shock on her face. 

"Yes Hilda Bennett." He said sarcastically.

Briella couldn't believe her ears.

The name 'Hilda' hit Briella like a slap. Her best friend. The woman she'd confided in, laughed with, trusted. The betrayal cut deeper than the divorce itself. She let out a strangled laugh, the sound hollow and broken.

"Hilda Bennett? You're leaving me for her?"

Hayden didn't respond, he looked at her in disgust, adjusted his cufflinks and walked away. Briella remained on the floor, her body numb, her mind racing. 

Hilda had called Hayden earlier to tell him not to bother coming to pick her up but he insisted. He checked his wrist watch, Hilda should be at the airport any moment from now.

Hayden went to his room, took a jacket and when he remembered that he forgot his car keys, he went back to the rooftop.