Semua Bab Till Divorce Do Us Part: Bab 241 - Bab 250

ALEXA“Shall we go downstairs?” My dad asked me right after his statement about Clara.He didn’t even give me the time to process what he just said or ask to know exactly what he meant by that statement.“We are not done talking, dad,” I reminded him.“I know, Alexa, but it is wrong to keep a guest waiting, especially one who is visiting for the first time; I taught you that before,” he told me.Yes, he was right.He had taught me that and a couple of other things that had actually helped in shaping my life, so I decided to listen to him.“Agreed, but this conversation is not over,” I told him.“It certainly isn’t, but for now, let’s go downstairs,” he urged.That was when he walked up to me, but it was to open the door, which he did. As soon as we got to the hallway, I had a deep unsettling feeling in my chest.“Dad?” I called him.“Yes, dear,” he answered and turned to me.I opened my mouth but no words came out. I wanted to tell him the sole reason Donald pressured me for this dinn

MARKI felt like a stranger who had just walked into an intimate family get-together and ruined it, but I couldn’t just turn around and walk away even if it was what I wanted to do.“Mark,” Mr. Silver said, sounding slightly surprised to see me.“Donald, dear, would you like some more water?” Clara asked her guest sweetly.And this guest happened to be sitting right next to Alexa. They were the perfect picture of a couple who had come to visit her parents for dinner. If I had any idea that this was going on, I would not have bothered coming at all.“Not yet, Mrs. Silver,” Donald responded calmly. “Your food tastes delicious by the way, and thank you for having me,” Donald added nicely.I wasn’t dumb. I knew exactly what it was that they were doing. Clara was intentionally being petty. Ivy and I never worked out, and she wanted to show me what being welcomed into the family felt like. As for Donald, he had smirk on his face that seemed like only I could see.“You should sit and join us

ALEXAI watched Mark leave, and still couldn’t tear my eyes away from the door until Donald held my hand and squeezed it gently.Affectionately.“Huh?” I said dumbly, turning to him as though he had said something to me.He smiled instead.“Down to earth, Alexa,” he said nicely.I shook my head to get rid of any form of distraction, and that was the exact moment my dad returned to the table.“Apologies for taking longer than necessary,” my dad said in a gentlemanly way.“It’s fine, Mr. Silver. Your wife and daughter have been good hosts,” Donald said.He was lying.Clara and I had an altercation while my dad was away and I lost concentration for a few minutes, but yet, he chose to lie.“Then, I am a lucky man,” my dad said with a smile.“And I am an even luckier man to be a part of this beautiful family,” Donald responded. I almost cringed at that.“I suppose your business with him went well?” Donald asked gently, in a way that didn’t say that he was prying, even though that was exac

MARKI had just finished going through the last document I intended to work on when Vector called me.“Vector,” I said into the phone.“Have you gone to bed yet?” Vector asked me.“Not yet, why do you ask?” I asked.“I was thinking we could hang out at Dancing Devils tonight,” Vector suggested. “It has been too long since we last went out,” he added.“Not too long, Vector,” I said.It was ironical that weeks back, Vector would not have been talking about hanging out at the Dancing Devils because of everything that had happened that could have ruined our lives completely.“But you do get the point, don’t you?” Vector asked.“Yes, I do…” I said, dragging the last words because I wanted to think about it.I didn’t have any other plans other than wrapping up with the files and going to bed. I was already in a bad mood because of what I ran into at Mr. Silver’s house. However, thankfully, I had work, and so it took my mind off it for a while.Thinking about it now, I might go to bed with t

MARKI had no idea that today was going to be the busiest day ever. Vector and I couldn’t go and see Brent last night when I got the message, so we had made an agreement to do that in the morning.However, I had just finished getting dressed when my secretary called me.“What is it?” I asked her.“Good morning, Mr. Mark,” she greeted.I wasn’t interested in her pleasantries. I understood that I ought to be at the company by this time, but an hour away didn’t mean a thing.“What is it?” I repeated my question impatiently.Any moment from now, Vector would show up and we would leave.“The company you have been in touch with since you resumed have sent their representatives and they are here,” she told me.Oh, heck!“Right now?” I asked her as though I didn’t hear what she said.“Yes, sir,” she responded. “And they are waiting for you to have a meeting,” she added.Truly, I had been in touch with them for a contract. It was a prestigious company outside of Paris, and even though I knew