We gather here in loving memory of our beloved sister, Laura Penelope Romero…”
Tana sat very straight backed, the pew hard beneath her as the priest went on.
The entire church was so silent that if a pin dropped, the sound would bounce off the walls.
Laura was dead.
Laura, the one person who had been in support of her marriage to Damien.
Laura, who had been like a mother to her this past three years.
Laura, the only reason she was still holding on
Lana took a deep breath, as she fought back tears, which stung her eyes, and threatened to tall at any moment.
She was seated among the other callers, while Rina sat with her husband and his family, in the pew reserved for families.
Lana didn’t mind. She had deliberately separated herself from them, and even though she was occasionally receiving dark stares from Damien, she would not budge.
Finally, everyone Hied out of the church, and the coffin was placed in the freshly dug hole in the ground.
There were sniffles here and there, people pressing their handkerchiefs to their nose, as they wiped tears off their tace and spoke about how Laura was such a good woman, and what a shame that she had gone so soon.
But the Romeros stood aside, without a single tear, looking very fashionable in their dark designer attires.
Lana stared at them in hatred.
When the news of Laura’s death was delivered to them, along with her body, they were all shocked but not shocked enough to care for her funeral routine.
As usual, Lana had been the one who saw that the funeral was a success, and Laura would be sent off in peace.
As soon as the last shovel of sand hit the coffin, the Romeros filled out, leaving even the sympathizers who came to give their wishes
She saw Damien leave Rina, however and walked towards her, his steps purposeful.
Rina stood back, a frown crossing her face, as she saw that Damien was malding for Lana.
What on Earth did he want with that bitch? she thought bitterly as she bit her lups, watching them.
“Lina, we need to talk” Damien said, as he stood in front of her, his hands deep in the pockets of his custom–made blacksuit
“I have nothing to say to you, except of course, you are ready to sign the divorce papers.” Lana replied, looking past him as though he were insignificant
The mention of divorce made Damien clench his fists in his sult pocket, and the muscles in his jaw tensed
“You’re still unabout that?” He said, seeing “Just so you know, grandmother left everything to me. You’re getting nothing Lana. Your plans failed.” Lana looked up at him, her gaze indatterend as she looked him from head to toe.
“I’d rather choke on my own vomit before I will collect anything from you” she said and Damien’s eyes widened in shock at those words.
Lana smiled and signaled for her driver
You’re leaving too?” Durgo asked, wide eyed, and a glared at him. He always seem to ask stupid questions.
“Of course, I’m leaving, Diego, Get the carl she snapped, then tumed back to Damien “I’ll be in the house with divorce papers. You just need to put your signature Do it and we’re done.”
that, the strolled towards her car, past Vera and Kina who looked at her with narrowed
deyes.
Damien watched her leave and its face cotted with different emotions.
I was wrong with that woman? Wi
trying to prove?
grandmother was dead and she had left everything to him. He knew and deliberately manipulated his grandmother to marrying him so she could have
o why was
caring all righteous?
He should also be celebrating right now and getting ready to throw her out of his life but why was he hesitating?
The mere ration of divorce made him grit his teeth in anger. Who did she think she was to just walk out on him like that?
kie had to get to the root of this matter. Things were not adding op at all.
-25 Banus
Signalling his driver, he asked for his car and sat in stience throughout the journey home, no matter how much Rina tried to bring him out of it.
Sering that Damien was not in the mood to talk, Rina hit her lips and tumed away from him in anger, but she did not allow this to show
tall his life.
She must still maintain her victim image, so that she can have chamien deep in gullt.
Right now, Damien believes she’s trail and suicidal, and he thinks it’s due to the fact that he abandoned her.
She must use that to her advantage.
She wondered if Lana no longer wants the divorce. Maybe that’s why Damien was angry, because there was no way he’d want to stay with her now that Laura was
Rina clenched her fists as she thought of Lana, acting all high and mighty even when she had no
one to su
no one to support her.
She’d make sure they get divorced and Lana will never show her face in the city again, uut of shame.
As soon as they walked into the vast sitting room, they found Lara sitting very primly on a sofa with her legs and an crossed and her face determined.
very uncomfortable lawyer stood by her side and bowed at them as they came in.
She looked very regal and dignified and she gave them a blame look as they filed into the room.
“Damien Romero, here are the papers” she said, calmly tapping the paper on the table with her fingers. “You can sign them. You have no excuse now
“How dare you, lowlite? Vera sneered at her “Do you think you’re getting anything if you divorce Damien? And besides why would you divorce him? We are the ones who are supposed to be throwing you out!”
“Mother, enough!” Damien growled and his mother stopped.
She glared at him, offended that he should stop her.
Damien snatched the paper from the table and looked it over, then his eyes came
Lana’s face.
She stared right back at him, her look cold and unnerving, and he was suddenly nervous.
The feeling that he was about to lose something special came over him again, and his palms sweated.
“You’ll be compensated for your time he muttered, frowning dardy at her “How much do you want? Ten million? Fifty million? A billion?”
Lana laughed mockingly, as Vera gasped.
“Why should we give her any money? Vera yelled, her eyes as fierce as a spitting cat she has enjoyed the benefit of being your wife all this years. Lana, I want you to return everything you got using my son’s money and the name of the Romero Family!”
“Mother, I said enough” Damien thundered this time, casting a dack look at his mother who gave him a stubbom look.
I’m only looking out for your interest, Damien she fired back at him “I will not let a gold digger use our family!”
La laughed and stood up.
I want nothing from your evil family” she said with a smile on her face, although her eyes were cold “I just need you to sign the damn papers.”
to the media, I’ll make you pay.”
“If you leave, it’s of your own accord.” He growled at her “if you ever try to make it look like we treated you badly to
**Exxertly, Lana, just take the moury.” Rina clipped in, coming to stand beside Damien “Where else would you see this much amount again in your life just take it now while we ate being nice!
Lana smirked, ignotting Rina completely while she stated directly at Damien
“Sign the papro!“
Puzzled by her behavior, Dandien was all the more doubtful of the story of Land being a gold digger.
It she was a gold digger, why was she refusing the money then!
His eyes fell on Lana and something in her eyes inade his heart clench but in the next instant, pride filled his heart.
Even if he was wrong about her, she still manipulated is grandmother, it was best to be aid of her.
He snarled as he grabbed the pen on the table, and signed men the divorce papers.
Sendling blandly, Lana collected it and handed it to the lawyer who bowed at them and took his leave quickly, as though he was being chased.
well then, I hope we never see each other again.” She said coldly, as she walked out on them, taking absolutely nothing with her except her purse.
“Good riddance!” Vera shouted after her and Him laughed delightedly.
“Finally, we are rid of the gold diggina cuced to Damien “Now we can be together, Dami, Right?=
Dainiem was silent. He was breathing hard as he watched Lana walking down the arrow lane which led to the main gates.
without a word, he tumed on his heel and went upstairs, leaving Rina puzzled
Meanwhile, as Lana walked towards the gate, she hugged herself to keep from shaking
Finally,
Her heart clenched and the ache was unbearable but she knew she had to leave.
Reaching into her purse, she pulled out a cell phone, which she had not used in three years.
Pressing the dial tone, she called the one number which she knew by heart
When the tone clicked, Lana found her voice hoarse from the tears which were running down her face, as she heard the familiar voice she had missed so much.
“Lane, is that you?” The voice asked, filled with awe
Father. Please send the private Jet. I’m coming home.”
