Chapter 2. Divorce

Katherine POV

“Please, Greg. Don’t do this. Erin needs you.” I begged, but it seemed to have fallen on deaf ears.

Greg brushed past me to pick their scattered clothes on the floor. He gently pushed Noreen toward his private room before following her, shutting it firmly and leaving me outside feeling like a fool.

“Where is Greg?” A voice called my attention.

In my absorption of my pain, I did not realize that someone had barged in on the office.

Startled, I quickly wiped my tears away and turned my head toward the direction of the door.

I was surprised to see Lucas Sanders, Greg’s new boss coming in, playing with a key in his hand and realized it was a duplicate key to this office.

Lucas strode toward me, his eyes narrowing as he studied my face.

I stepped back, cringing inside, hating the inspection because it made me feel exposed.

“What happened?” He asked curiously, staring at me as if he could see through my soul.

I don’t know if it was just me, but since the conference meeting a few months back where SF Conglomerates, the company that this man owns expressed interest to buy Freeway Robotics, Greg’s company, I had this impression that the man disliked me.

He was not rude or impolite, I just sensed that there was something about me that he did not like, so I always stayed clear of him.

I don’t know if he noticed, but if he’s coming the other way, I would turn around and go the opposite direction to avoid him.

I was about to respond when the door to Greg’s private room reopened and he got out holding Noreen’s hand.

Greg’s eyes were fixed on me.

His jaw hardened and he demanded.

“I thought I already made myself clear. What are you still doing here?” This time, his voice sounded harsh not like earlier when he still sounded guilty.

I opened my mouth but no words came out. It was as if something was stuck in my throat.

I feel self-conscious.

Lucas Sanders is an intelligent man and any moment now, he would be able to put the pieces together to conclude the failure of my marriage.

While I stood there in a pool of embarrassment, hoping that the ground would open to swallow me, Lucas Sanders butted in.

“Is that the way to talk to your wife, Greg?”

The censure in his tone confused me.

I thought, like any other man, he would take Greg’s side, but he didn’t.

Greg’s eyes widened in shock and startlement when it sank in that his boss was outside his private office.

“What are you doing here, Lucas?” Greg asked, trying to sound casual and acting like it was no big deal that he had been caught red-handed..

“I asked you first. Why are you talking to your wife like that?” Again, the stern tone surprised me.

It did not add up to my initial impression of the man.

Greg’s expression soured when he realized that Lucas Sanders is not going to let the matter go.

When Greg failed to respond, Lucas continued.

“Did you let your wife wait here while you have s*x with your mistress?” Lucas Sanders hissed.

The certainty in his tone made it appear that he knew all along about Greg and Noreen’s affair.

Noreen gasped, and Greg immediately worked on stroking her arm as if to soothe her.

The action did not escape my eyes. The blatant display of affection made me bite my lip hard.

“You don’t know our issues, Lucas. It was best for you to back off.” My husband bit out in a barely restrained voice, probably in deference to Mr. Sanders’ stature.

Despite that, Lucas Sander’s jaw twitched. He slowly shook his head.

“You made it my business when you did your dirty deed in my company, Greg. I don’t care what your issues are with your wife, but this office is my property.” He countered.

“Stop meddling. This is between Katherine and me.” Greg hissed with a hint of impatience in his voice.

“Then, you better explain to HR why I wouldn’t fire you immediately for using my company’s time and money for your dalliances. If that is how you do business, then, I don’t think we can do business together, Greg.” Lucas said before he stormed off the office, leaving me, Greg and his mistress.

Tension filled the room after Mr. Sanders left. Then, Greg pierced me with his accusing glare.

He was downright livid.

“See the trouble you caused me?” Greg burst out.

Then, he angrily went to his desk drawer and pulled out a folder.

“Sign this.” He said, thrusting the folder in my direction.

I took it and had a sinking feeling when I opened the flap.

“Divorce? You want to divorce me so you can marry her?” I accused. My voice filled with bitterness.

Greg met my accusing gaze with unflinching ones.

“And why not? I love Noreen.” The declaration of love was like a knife Greg thrust mercilessly to my chest.

“Sign it, Katherine. It would be best for everyone around.”