VICTORIA'S POV
Laying on the bed, I thought about the snow globe Maddie had destroyed. She knew it meant a lot to me, and yet, she let it slip out of her hands. That was no fucking mistake.
Thinking about how I would punish Zayden and his mistress, I felt his side of the bed squeak. At first, I thought he was going to use the bathroom, but when the door creaked and seconds later, I heard Maddie's own open and then closed, I couldn't withhold the hot tears that sprang out of my eyes.
Minutes later, the loud moaning that filled my room was outrageous. I knew Madison was aware she was being loud, fuck! The neighbors five blocks away could hear the bitch moaning.
Covering my ears and zoning it, I barely made it through the night before I had to walk downstairs for breakfast.
"Hey Baby, had a good sleep?" Zayden asked a bright smile on his face as he poured me a mug of coffee, handing it to me.
"I slept well." I lied, my gaze coming up to stand on Madison's face.
She shrugged before munching on her toast, while her free hand scrolled through her phone.
Zayden broke the silence. "Baby, I was thinking... could you use the guest room for a while? I want Maddie to sleep in the Master bedroom." He stated as if that wasn't the most outrageous thing to say.
"Why? Isn't she a guest in this house?" I asked holding back from being mean.
"You know how I hate that cranky bed, Tory, besides, it's what is best for my baby." She added pouting her lips which had fillers in them.
I looked at Zayden, trying to make him see how weird that sounded.
Zayden's hand brushed through my hair, his lips caressing my skin. Yesterday? I would have melted in his arms, but today it repulsed me.
"Please, Victoria? For the baby. I know you wouldn't let that poor baby suffer for being conceived, right?" He pushed and because I didn't want to talk about it anymore, I accepted.
"Fine. Madison can have the master bedroom." I spat out.
"Yay! You are so nice, Tory. I promise you will be the child's godmother, just like I was Lenora's." She muttered and anger burned through me at the mention of my daughter's name. They had no right to call her, not after what they had done to her.
"I will go and clear the room for you, Maddie." I said, excusing myself from the breakfast table.
Having to pretend everything was fine gave me the ick, doing it again would make me puke.
Searching through the manila file I brought home yesterday, I pulled out the divorce papers and grabbed a pen.
I found Maddie close to Zayden, and it was quite intimate. They looked like they had been kissing before my footsteps caused them to break. Good. This distraction would aid in my favor.
"Zayden, could you please sign these documents? Our gardener, Mr. Jullian, asked for it. Said something about showing it at the shop so that the owner knows the plants are for Mr. Hawksley." I said.
"Oh! Sure, baby. I spoke to him about it last week." Zayden concurred, bringing the pen to the signature box.
I stood there, tensed, not breathing and praying to whatever superior being that Zayden should not read anything on the paper.
His eyes closed in on the paper when Maddie screamed, evidently bored from the lack of attention Zayden wasn't giving her.
"What, Madison?" Zayden asked.
'Fuck you, bitch. Zayden, please don't look at the words on the paper. Pleaseeee.' I begged silently.
"I got hurt by the hot kettle. I think it needs a booboo." Maddie said, and when our eyes locked, I could sense that she was lying.
Zayden huffed. Put his head down and scrambled on the papers, handing them to me without reading it.
I felt relieved about that. Zayden fucking Hawksley had just signed our divorced papers, he could do whatever the fuck he wanted with his mistress now.
*
Back in the room, I placed a call to my lawyer, telling him to start the divorce procedure. I wanted nothing to do with Zayden.
"I want all my investments in Hawksley Enterprise withdrawn. Tell our investors to step back from Hawksley; the company is about to crash. If they stay, they will acquire damages they wouldn't recover from in the next twenty years." I said strictly.
"Yes Mrs. Hawksley." Taylor responded.
"No, I am now Victoria Blackwood." I told him, hanging up.
I was arranging some of Lenora's things I wanted to take with me in a box when Maddie walked into the room; her snarky concern filled me.
"I can't believe Little Lenora is no more. I still miss her pretty smile and how warm her hugs were." Madison filled the gap and I felt like punching her in the stomach.
When I didn't respond, Maddie added, "I am sorry I broke her snow globe. I know how that meant a lot to you. But she is gone now and you have to move on, Tory, forget about her." She uttered.
Tears were flowing down my cheeks as I walked up to Maddie and slapped her.
"Fuck you, Maddie, you consciously broke the globe so I could move on? You are pathetic." I accused.
Maddie would have refused it; anything other than the truth would have been better, but the way I felt when she looked at me in the eyes and said those words would always haunt me.
"Maybe it was Lenora's way of using me to tell you to let go." She pushed.
That was the last straw.
SLAP!
I landed a resounding slap across Maddie's face, her hand coming up to hold the red spot on her face.
"Keep Lennie's name out of your fucking mouth." I blurted out.
Carrying the box, I brushed past Maddie, my shoulder thumping against hers.
I was out of here. My divorce papers in one hand and the remnants of a child that would have loved the life I had planned for her.
All that was left were memories, and a vow of revenge. Zayden Hawksley would pay for this.
