CHAPTER EIGHT: The agreement!

"Why was he that stupid to take care for a daughter of his who was not there by his side when he met with that freak accident? Was his a fatherhood for Skylar Sadie that strong? Jonathan Williams, you are an idiot." Raelynn Lyla did not realised fresh tears fell on her rosy cheeks.

Raelynn Lyl's eyes was on pages of agreement on his desk.

It had been there since the first day she set foot in his room.

It was their disown agreement.

He had prepared it since the first day after him and Lily Wyatt had signed the divorce agreements.

With a heavy heart, Raelynn Lyla flipped to the last page to sign her own name, Raelynn Lyla.

Her hands were shaking as she signed the disown agreement paper without even reading it's content.

Raelynn Lyla placed his pen next to the agreement and sat back on the chair.

There was one more thing to do.

Before Raelynn Lyla left the room, she smiled looking at the surprise she had placed on his table.

Deep inside her heart, Raelynn Lyla hope he liked it.

"Goodbye, Jonathan Williams." Raelynn Lyla whispered in a low tone as she gently closed the door and walked to the car garage.

"Raelynn Lyla!" Spoke a young girl returning Raelynn Lyla from her reverie.

She was wearing a blue tracksuit and a white t-shirt.

Her hair was in a high bun.

She was holding a glass of cold orange juice in her right hand and looked at it sarcastically.

"I somehow thought you'll be gone this semester, seems like I was wrong, right girls?" The young girl covered her mouth with her left hand and laughed out loudly when the three girls behind her nodded their heads in unison.

Raelynn Lyla looked away and stopped eating.

She took her handkerchief from the pockets of her tracksuit and wiped the edges of her mouth with it before returning it back to her pocket.

"You make me lose my appetite." Raelynn Lyla said as she stood up and glanced at the four young girls before she sneered at them and picked up her tray.

"You know what? Disgusting smells ruin my appetite everytime, I just cannot figure out why? Do you maybe, Eleanor Freya?" Raelynn Lyla inquired as she leaned towards Eleanor Freya's face and smirked.

Eleanor Freya instead poured the cold orange juice onto her head.