The Silent Billionaire Heir Son-in-law

Divorce

Chapter Two

Growing up, Leo was introduced to his family's way of living, their rules. Leo's family had always set up a series of tests for their heirs. 

They had always pounded it into his cranium, the fact that the test was nothing other than a test for survival. 

A test to know who was faux, and authentic. 

Leo had finished playing the humiliated son-in-law to Gregory's family. 

His only thought had been to reveal his true identity to his wife, Selena. But that was not worth executing, considering his present predicament. 

Grudgingly, Leo dragged his worn out muscles to the building proudly opposite him. 

Each step he took drew closer to the dreaded moment of his life. 

After Kelvin's call, Leo had contemplated his next line of action. He couldn't, for the love of candy, remain under the same roof with a lady who cheated on him. 

Turning the door knobbed, Leo sauntered in, ascending the staircases two at a time. 

His breath itched as he resisted trailing his hands over the rail. 

"Look, I do not like the action you portrayed earlier. For crying out loud, what was that all about?" A feminine voice snarled a minute later. 

Leo moved towards the wardrobe, casting Selena a sparing glance. 

"What do you mean by that?" He blurted, suddenly feeling the rush of emotions - hurt, betrayal, and anger. 

He clenched his fist, shutting his eyes as though his action could shut out the ugly truth and drama unveiling itself. 

Selena pushed herself away from the doorway to the bed. 

"Exactly what happened? You know what I am saying, so stop playing the innocent act on me."

In other words, he was not supposed to be affected by her promiscuous lifestyle. 

He was supposed to turn a blind eye to her actions. Why? The answer eluded Leo. 

Diverting his gaze away from her, Leo pulled out his clothes, dumping them directly and furiously in his box as he began packing. 

"I was talking to you! If you don't want to answer, not an issue, but note this: when next you see me with any man, do me a favor by acting blind."

"Acting blind?" Leo inquired incredulously. 

"That's one cent of advice. Like what the hell was all this? What the hell came over you?" 

The frustration in his voice could no longer be concealed. All plans to execute a nonchalant attitude vanished into thin air. 

"Nothing has come over me, Leo." Selena retorted. 

"You are at fault here. You are just making a fuss over a spilled milk that wasn't worth twice the attention you are offering." 

She jumped off the bed, holding his fierce gaze. 

"You mean, cheating is a spilled milk that wasn't worth half the attention I was giving?" Leo lowered his voice as though to prevent a third party from listening. 

"Yes! It is that and more." Selena yelled, folding her hands. Her breath came out louder than normal as she tried hard to control her respiration. 

Leo stared silently at her. 

He couldn't, for the love of fuck, comprehend the reason behind Selena's attitude. There was a reason for it, but what could it be? He speculated. 

"I see."

"Yeah..." Selena drawled, excited to have convinced Leo to accept her terms. 

"Good. In the meantime, so long as you remain living under my roof and in my house, you have to do as I instruct. Carry out all my instructions and ignore anyone I ignore. Is that clear?" 

Something about Selena's cold, blackish eyes revealed her thoughts over the issue. Selena wasn't ready for a change. 

She wasn't ready to quit her promiscuous lifestyle. Neither was she feigning an apology and the likes of it. Leo realized bitterly.

With the sudden knowledge came the sudden breaking of the heart. There was no need still remaining in a faux marriage. 

"I need a divorce." Leo announced, gaining an instant flabbergasted look from Selena.

"Divorce? That must be a joke of the century." She chortled,clearly amused.

"No," Leo stopped packing to cast a glance her way. 

"I have had enough of the public humiliation from your family. The incredulous remarks. The smirk. The pains. I have had enough of it. I have always treated you like a princess, and what did I get in return?" 

The fire in his eyes deemed a little then got ignited as he continued furiously, not entertaining any response from her. 

"Nothing. Other than being treated like a trash can, a foot mat. I am fucking tired of everything!" 

Phew! 

"That was a lot on your mind." Selena mocked, slowly moving towards him like a predator on a prey. 

"You look so pained. My bad!" she dramatizes, clutching to her heart. 

"I never knew you were passing through a fucking lot. Remember this adage: when life tosses you lemon, make lemonade out of it. It seems you didn't practice that."

"Oh, spare me those cock-and-bull stories. It's obvious you have got nothing to say. And by the way, why should I expect you to have something to say when you are guilty?" 

The smug was totally wiped out from her face, replaced by a sneer. 

"Yeah. You are right, and you deserve to be treated that way. My family is feeding you. Hell! If not for my family, do you think you would be here today? And in this position?" 

Selena stopped pacing. She gazed up at him, meeting his blackish eyes with her fierce brownish eyes.

"Well, I am done tolerating your bitchy attitude. I want a divorce." 

"Funny. Where are you going to stay after this? You have got no money on your own. I literally feed you, cloth you, provide a roof over your head and at the same time, credit your account weekly as your allowances. If I give you a divorce, think of all this. What then becomes of you? You would have ended up in the orphanage, but then, you are too old to be adopted."

Leo winced at her words, which stung more than he could ever imagine. 

"That shouldn't be a headache to you. I want a divorce tomorrow." Leo demanded coldly. 

The pains in his eyes and heart were masked under the pretense of a cool composure. Returning to his task, Leo packed all his things.

"I can't give you a divorce tomorrow,"