Chapter 137

Delia’s POV

When the divorce papers were given to me I screeched at the sight of it. This was true. It was real. I was holding it in my hands and now there was nothing I could do.

I watched the lawyers get into their car to get out more files as they waited for me to screech again, getting my father to threaten me from his study. If only he knew what was making me scream, he would not talk to me like that again.

“Dad!” I yelled, taking the papers into his study to plop into a seat and drop the papers on his desk.

One of the lawyers who had presented it to me entered and stood by the door.

“Who are you?” My father asked the lawyer.

“The one who brought the papers,” the man answered but my father rolled his eyes and looked back at the papers.

He looked at it and pointed. “What’s that?”

“The divorce papers,” I said as he sighed, taking a glass of whisky to down. “I can’t believe he would go through with this.”

“You seriously can’t believe anything huh,” he chuckled. “He threatened that h