Bound to my husband's enemy

I felt no pain when they lowered the body of my dead ex husband to the ground.

All I felt in me was rage and hurt from the things he had done to me.

The moment the ceremony was over I was back to the  house we both shared and right now his lawyer was set to read his will.

Madam,he said you didn't need to be here for the hearing.

My heart raced listening to what he had just said,why would he say  that? 

The door to the mansion opened but without looking in that direction I knew it was her.

That was sound of the heels that had terrified me in my five years of marriage.

Layla 

What was she doing here?

Layla wore a bold red lipstick and her hair  packed in a bum, she didn't look a mess for  someone who had just lost her lover but instead was more beautiful than ever.

My heart  tightened against my chest when I saw that she wasn't alone but beside her was a young boy.

From the way he looked, I could tell he was his son, he looked just like him.

My husband had a son with his mistress.

Layla went to sit on the couch  pulling the boy with her while staring at me.

"Layla,I called" unable  to hold the pain I was feeling at that moment.

"He wanted her to be here" his  lawyer cut me off before I could even say anything.

"That is his mistress,I'm his wife" I  screamed unable to take the torture anymore.

The lawyer only looked at me  like I had gone nuts before settling down to the will in front of  him ignoring my outburst.

My four mansions,I leave to  the love  of my  life Layla and my son Miguel.

As for the rest of the business including the club, Layla would also  be in charge of that.

As for my wife Daisy,all I  give her is my love.

Darling, I know you love  me and that is why I have decided to leave you  with 100,000 dollars in my trust fund.

100k usd.  

That was the only thing he  gave  me, the woman who has  been with him through thick  and thin 

By the time   the lawyer spoke the last words, I was breaking out beads of sweat all over my forehead.

The bastard, he left me with nothing,absolutely nothing.

This is what I get for being the sweet loving and caring  wife.

"I told  you Daisy,"Laura taunted , holding the boy and standing up with a satisfied smile  on her  face.

He never loved you , he loved me and had  a family with me and as for you,he only wanted you to carry the name

 "His  wife".

Her words struck my heart and watching her hold  the boy all I could feel was bitterness.

I had been deceived, used,and lied to, this was the same man that  I rejected my family for.

I met callum when