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kind of joke? He said I couldn't get pregnant right? I have been trying for two years now and my efforts yielded superfluous dejections so this is why the result in my hand has me trembling. Three
ou to let the cooks do their work" he scolds and for a moment, I am taken aback. I finally noticed he didn't look like he is in a good mood. "Are you okay?" I finally ask him, he looks a bit uneasy and upset, what could be the reason? Maybe a deal didn't work out? "Let the cook do their work, Michelle" he retorts and I stop right in my tracks. This is the first time in three years that he is calling me by my name. What exactly is going on with him? "What...." The words hang in my throat when I hear the clicking of heels on our marble floor and before I can say anything, she appears behind him. His fucking ex girlfriend is standing right behind him, it feels like my whole world had come to a standstill, how can he even bring her here now? "What is going on here?" I can't help but ask him, "why is she here?" "Hey, Mish" a coy smile is gracing her lips and how I want to smack it off, how dare she come into my home without my permission? "Nicholas?" I ignore her and return my attention to my husband, "what is going on here? "It has been a while, Mish" she continues to talk to me again but I also continue to ignore her with my attention on my husband. "I asked a question, Nick" "She will be staying here for a while" he answers and before I can even say anything again, he turns around and walks away leaving the two of us to stare back at each other. "I can see you are making dinner" Natalia says after a while and I roll my eyes at her before going after Nicholas. I am aware he is the leader of the pack and can do as he pleases but he can not bring a total stranger into our home without giving me a proper explanation for that. **** The moment I enter the room, he was removing his shirt from his body and he did not even bother to spare me another glance. For the three years we have been together, Nicholas always made sure to give me a welcome kiss and allowed me to help me remove his clothes but today, he is acting very different from the man I know and it is kind of worrisome for me, he was never like this. "Nick.." I call out to him from the door. "I had a hectic day at the office, Mish" he retorts, "I am not in the mood to talk to anyone right now" "I think I deserve an explanation for what is going on here, Nick" I walk up to him, now the news of my pregnancy was somewhere in my head. I want to share it with him but with the way he is behaving, I decide to hold myself for a while. I wanted to share it when the two of us were alone. "What is wrong with you, Nicholas? What are you so upset about? I mean, I am your Luna, isn't it right that you discussed this matter with me before bringing your ex-girlfriend to the house? This isn't some charity organization and... "Cut it out, Michelle" he cut me shot, his eyes staring back at me, "I am in no mood for this" I open my mouth to talk again when my eyes travel to the paper peeking out of his suit pocket. My curiosity sky rocket, why is there a single piece of paper in his pocket? Nick was a thorough man. "Nick, I still think you should... "Michelle!!!!" He thunders and I flinch, holding onto my stomach in the process. Unknowingly, I am afraid of hurting the baby inside of me. "Didn't he tell you?" Natalia's voice filter into my ear as she appears by the door, "we wanted to keep this a secret but you have become so inquisitive since the last time I saw you, Mish" A scowl appears on my forehead as I purse my lips, what exactly is this mad girl talking about now? "Natalia" Nicholas calls out to her, "I will talk to her myself" "But it seems you can not do it, alpha" she replies and I get more confused the more. What exactly is going on between the two of them and what secret conversations are they holding? "And i said I will talk to her myself" Nick retorts, "take some rest" "Of course" With one last glance, Natalia walks away while I return my focus to Nick who is now sitting on the bed. "Here" he pulls out the paper from his suit. I didn't hesitate to collect it and when I open it, my heart sink to my knees. It is boldly written, "divorce agreement" and Nick's signature is already stamped bold
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