Chapter 582

Kaylee:

After Graham left, I sat in my room, staring at the wall with empty eyes.

I had shed all my tears, wondering if I had done the right thing by choosing a mate for myself.

Should I have waited, explored, and found someone else?

All those years of waiting for Graham to treat me right only made things worse.

At first, he would not acknowledge me.

Then he began to love me, to go out with me.

We had sex every night until Madeline arrived, and he realized he wanted her.

Then I finally got pregnant, and I thought maybe, just maybe, things would be different now.

Maybe he would treat me better.

And he did for a while, before he chose not to.

I began to wonder if he would have gotten tired of Madeline the same way he had grown tired of me.

Had she survived a manipulative, abusive man, or had I taken the fall for it?

Was stealing him really worth it?

I shook my head to clear my thoughts.

It did not matter what I did or why I did it.

It was done, and I was in love with Graham.

That was the thing about love.

You do stupid things for it, and so did I.

“Kaylee,” my father called from downstairs, and I jumped to my feet in confusion. It was quite late.

Dinner had already been eaten, so it did not make sense for my father to come looking for me unless he felt I was lonely tonight or had found out that Graham was openly going on dates now.

All sorts of questions rushed through my mind.

I got up from my bed and stepped outside my room, watching my father hurry

upstairs with tears on his cheeks.

My father looked at me in shock.

He slowed down for a moment before rushing even faster toward me.

“Daddy, what’s going on?” I asked, worry creeping into my voice as I wondered if he was sick or if something had happened to him.

He held my hand and shook his head.

“Have you not…” he paused, then continued, “Have you not heard about Graham?”

he asked, and I pulled my hands away, straightening my posture.

“He will come back. Don’t worry,” I replied, my tone indifferent.

That was because I thought I was right.

My father was panicking because he had found out that Graham was now openly dating another woman.

But there was a strange look of pain on my father’s face.

It was not the kind of pain that came from simply discovering my mate’s infidelity.

We had talked about it before, so I did not understand why he was suddenly so shocked.

“He went to be with that woman, didn’t he?” my father asked, and I nodded again. “Aren’t you worried?” my father’s voice dropped slightly as he asked.

“No. And I am not concerned about them spending a night together either,” I replied calmly, watching my father scrunch his eyebrows.

“Why?” he asked, as if trying to solve a mystery, like he had thoughts in his head but did not know how many of them were true.

“Because I am done playing the victim,” I hissed, watching my father’s eyes widen at my sudden snap.

“He thought he would betray me,

and I would just silently accept it So

when he was getting ready for his

date tonight, mixed something into his coffee I continued, my fist

tais

clenched beside my body.

“So do not worry, he would not even be able to do anything tonight,” I added my voice rising with confidence, until my eyes shifted to the side and I saw Lord Eldon staring up from the first floor shock visible on his face.

“What have you done?” he demanded, rushing upstairs as if he meant to attack me.

But my father stepped in front of me, stopping him before he could reach me.

“Step out of my way. Didn’t you hear what she has done?” Lord Eldon shouted, trying to push past him.

“So what? Did you expect me to be okay with all of it?” I yelled back at the old man, no longer afraid of him judging me.

His son had already replaced me, so why the heck did I need to act nice in front of them anymore?

“Kaylee, what have you done?” my father asked, and that was unexpected.

I looked at his face in disbelief, almost as if complaining.

Would he rather watch me suffer?

Would he rather have me think that they were having sex?

As I kept watching his shocked face, my father pulled out his phone and turned the screen toward me.

My heart began to thump louder than ever with every passing second of the live stream.

“Why is it?” I asked my father, my hands trembling.

“This is what you did,” Lord Eldon yelled, still trying to rush upstairs, but this time my father turned to face him.

“No, this is all your son’s doing. She did not ask him to go and fuck that woman. Besides, it serves him right. Did you not hear about all the crimes he admitted to committing my father shouted.

As my father yelled those words, Lord Eldon moved forward to hit him.

Of course my father was done with this family as well.

So he did not let Lord Eldon come closer.

He pushed him to stop him.

He used a little too much force, and I watched Lord Eldon tumble down the stairs,

just like his diseased mate.