Pregnant I left him To His First Love novel Chapter 162

“I brought you something,” Carmela stretches the envelope forward the moment Leila opens the door.

Leila folds her hands against her chest, her eyes cold and vengeful. Whenever she sees Carmela, all she feels is rage, she just wants to rip her throat out but she knows she has to restrain herself for now.

Only till her mom is out of the woods from this false accusation and then she’ll go after Carmela with everything that she has, every tear that she has ever shed because of Carmela, Carmela will shed it in a hundred fold.

“Take whatever it is you brought and get the hell out of my house.”

“It’s from Tatum, his divorce papers, he already signed them,” Carmela replies with a straight face but Leila can smell her deceit from a mile away.

“Really? Well go back and tell him that if he wants to divorce me, he can do it himself.”

She may not care but Tatum hasn’t been moving like someone who wants to divorce her, he is trying his possible best to be nice to her and Amara and whenever they cross paths, he always wants to talk, she just doesn’t grant him that audience.

“Just take the bloody document and sign it Leila, Tatum doesn’t want you, he doesn’t give a fuck about you,” Carmela snaps and her gaze on Leila hardens.

Leila heaves a deep sigh and steps away from the door, shutting it behind her. She places a hand on Carmela’s shoulder and looks at her with fake pity in her eyes.

“Carmela, woman to woman, let me give you a piece of advice, stop trying to desperately hold on to a man who doesn’t want you, you see how that went for me, you should love yourself first.”

The pitiful look in Leila’s eyes is so touching, Carmela is stunned for a moment but Leila doesn’t let it settle as she pulls her hand away and her eyes turn cold.

“But you can’t love yourself even if you tried your very best. You know why? Because love is a pure feeling and you’re a filthy, dirty, backstabbing and conniving slut and I’m going to end you. I don’t ever want to see you in my house again.”

“I hope he does sentence my mother, Carmela, I really hope so, because what you’ll be having then will be a funeral, not a wedding, now get the fuck out of my house and the next time I see you here will be the last.”

Leila releases her and slams the door shut in her face and when Carmela turns, she sees Tatum’s angry eyes staring at her from across the building and a lump travels down her throat in trepidation, she quickly hides the envelope behind her and her body trembles in fear.

In the past, this would have been perfect for her to malign Leila but she knows better than going over to Tatum.

‘You’re asking for it,’ Tatum voice barrages into her head but before she can reply, he blocks her and turns back inside the house.

Tears stream down Carmela’s eyes and she scowls at Leila’s door, massaging her throat, her hatred of Leila going on a rise.

Five years, five freaking years and Leila still doesn’t allow her to have her happy ending, she will crush Leila this time around, no scheming or plotting, Leila has to die.