Chapter two

Liam stared at her like she had grown two heads, for the past one year now, he has been asking her for divorce. Not only did she not agree she even went as far as threatening him with his father. Now she wants a divorce?

What’s the sudden change of mind? Or is she up to another one of her tricks again?

Liam didn’t speak, the sudden tension in the office made it hard to speak, he just kept staring blankly at her.

“Why?”. He finally spoke, moving away from her as he took his seat behind the desk, gently resting his hand on it, giving her his full attention for the first time.

Natalie bent over a little, placing her hand at the tip of the desk, tilting her head a little to the side as she studied his face. Her soon to be ex husband’s face, no doubt he was one of the most gorgeous men she has ever met. But with an attitude like his, it was a waste of look.

“Having spent three years with you, I just realised you weren’t as perfect as I thought you were. And why? Haven’t you always wanted a divorce too?”. she asked, pushing the paper towards him.

“This is your only chance of getting rid of me, you better not waste it”. She added, standing up straight.

“If you wanted money you could have just asked me, using a divorce as means to extort money from me isn’t a wise things to do, dear wife”. He mocked, slowly picking up the paper.

He wasn’t very surprised she wanted a divorce, after all for three years he had never for once considered her his wife nor shared a bed with her. They hardly go to any event as husband and wife.

He flipped through the papers, his eyes widened in shock.

She doesn’t want anything? How’s that possible?

“Surprised? I tend to leave that expression on people”. She smirked, folding her hand against her chest.

“You’re not requesting anything?”. He asked, staring at her suspiciously. How was that possible? The last time she had helped his father, she had requested for him in return for her help. And for the past three years, she has been spending his money so lavishly. He had given her a twenty million dollar bank card, it wasn’t even up to a year before she finished it and sent him a message, requesting for more.

But now she wants nothing?

“Well, I am divorcing Liam brooks not William brooks. If my calculations are correct, you don’t have anything to your name? This company, the wealth you have, the fame and everything in your control belongs to your father. So what possibly can I get from you, Liam brooks?”.

Liam eyes widened in shock as he stared at her speechlessly before clenching his fist in anger.

“How da…”.

“I will give you time to think about it, and go through the agreements well. Let's meet in court on Monday morning, 10am, don’t be late”. She cut him short.

“I don’t have time on Monday, mark will inform you when I’m less busy and have time for your troubles”. Liam responded coldly, tossing the paper aside.

Natalie smirk, gently catwalks to his side, turning his chair around to face her as she gently but seductively lower herself.

“Could it be that you’re starting to feel something for me? Is that why you won’t agree to sign the paper?”. She whispered, trailing a finger over his handsome face, a satisfied smile on her face as she watched him squeeze his eyes in annoyance but not disgust…. Interesting.

Liam caught her hands angrily, slapping it away.

“Don’t push your luck Natalie”. He murmured angrily, hating the fact his body was reacting to her touch.

“You..”.

“Liam”. A cheerful but angelic voice called out, causing them to disengage from each other. Natalie turns her head to the woman at the door, Her fiery locks cascade down her back like a waterfall of crimson silk, framing her heart-shaped face and illuminating her porcelain skin. Her full lips are painted a deep, bold red, matching the vibrant hue of her dress, which hugs her curves in all the right places.

“Charlotte”. Liam called so softly and lovingly. Natalie bit her lips hard, her heart squeezing in pain, watching as Liam stared at her like she was the most gorgeous woman in the world.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t know Natalie was here. I can leave if you want?”. Charlotte smiles, holding a box of lunch.

“No, I was just leaving”. Natalie murmured, faking a smile without giving Liam a last look, she turned on her heels and left the room.

Liam watched her walk away, feeling a little bit guilty before turning his attention back to Charlotte.

“Charlotte”. He called, much softer this time.

“Why are you here?”.

“I brought you lunch”. She responded, moving closer to him, gently placing the box on the desk, her eyes shifting to the paper.

“Divorce?”. She gasped. “You’re getting divorced?”.

“Not yet”. Liam whispered, taking her hands in his.

“Charlotte, I don’t want you coming here. Don’t get me wrong, my feelings for you..”. He paused, the word suddenly feeling bitter in his mouth.

“Hasn’t changed yet. If Natalie and I get divorced I want it to be on a good term, not when she thinks I’m cheating on her with you. I am anything but a cheater. And I know you won’t also like to be referred to as a mistress or homewrecker”. He said, gently brushing her hair behind her ear.

“Natalie is my wife, I might not love her but I would never cheat on any woman. You and I can’t be a thing unless I am free of any relationship. So don’t bring me lunch, that’s my wife’s duties and you’re not my wife”.

“I still have a meeting to attend, make yourself comfortable”. He added, kissing her head before leaving. Charlotte grabbed the box angrily, throwing it across the room as the context scattered all over the floor. She grabbed the divorce paper and clenched it in tightly.

“Despite all my effort, why won’t he just leave you?!”. She screamed.

“I won’t let you have him this time again, Natalie”.