All Chapters of Marriage Over; Sign The Divorce Papers, Mr. Brooke : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Tristan's POVI chuckled, seeing how Anastasia was so infuriated by the way I was addressing her, but I wasn't going to give her a way out anymore. I had spent years searching for her, so it was only right that I didn't restrain myself now.“I'm not your wife anymore, and we don't have any words to say between us, so let me go, you villain!” she bellowed, but I wasn't listening. Watching her squirm in my hold was giving me so much joy that I could barely contain it.“Tristan, maybe you should let her go. Anastasia doesn't seem…” Serena was saying, but someone interrupted her.“Anastasia, is there a problem over there?”That voice was strange, and it belonged to a man, which suddenly made me jealous. I wondered what man knew Anastasia, and when I turned around, I saw a scrawny-looking man in a suit. He didn't look familiar, but there was something suspicious about him.His gaze was…“You…what are you doing here?” Anastasia asked, looking shocked, and I wondered why he was acting so fam

Anastasia's POVMy heart did a flip hearing him say that, and I might have been up in the sky if he had said this to me years ago, but now I had outgrown the crumbs of his affection. He could go ahead to dedicate his whole life to Serena; I could care less.“Why's Mr. Brooke still living in the past? I'm not your wife anymore, so don't make this hard on me, and leave already!” I snapped, my patience running thin.“Okay, I'm going to leave, but don't follow a strange man anymore. You had me worried,” he said, and I wanted to argue, but just let it slide.“We are going to see each other often, Anastasia,” he breathed as he pinched my nose, and I slapped his hands away in irritation.What was he thinking, touching me like that?“But I don't want to see you often, Mr. Brooke. We aren't married anymore, so I don't think there's a reason to see you,” I mumbled as I brushed past him, but I heard him chuckle as if he was mocking me.But when did Tristan Brooke get that expressive?He was some

Anastasia's POVThe tension in the office was so heavy that even the sound of our breathing was too loud to the ear, but my anger and disgust for this man were heavier.How could he have tricked me when he promised to divorce me anytime I asked him? It seemed like his words didn't hold any weight, or because he was no man of any substance.“Why did you trick...” I was saying, but Tristan's assistant walked into the room, breaking the tension.“Do you care for tea or coffee, Mrs. Brooke?” The assistant asked, and my nose flared up in anger.“It's Lancaster...”“Tea, she will be staying for a long time,” he instructed the assistant, and the man left with a bow.“It seems you don't educate your subordinate well. I'm Lancaster now, not Brooke,” I breathed as Tristan walked closer to me, closing the gap between us, but I stepped away, uneasy about the closeness.Or let's say I was too scared to be that close to him.“But we are still married, so you are still a Brooke, but I'll let you ans

Tristan's POV“Tristan Brooke, you have lost your fucking mind!” Kelvin's voice rang from the other end of the phone while I worked on the file in my office, but I didn't mind his choice of words because that perfectly described my state of mind.Crazy.But who wouldn't be crazy when they finally reunited with the wife they had been vying for?“Can you call me another name, Kelvin? I think I have heard you call me a madman a number of times that I can't recall,” I said, and he hissed in frustration.Kelvin had also just found out that I didn't file for the divorce years ago, and he was losing his mind just like everyone else, but they weren't all in the place to get mad about anything... my divorce was Anastasia and my business. They had no right.“That's true. Crazy is not even the word anymore. You are a bloody villain, but that's why you are my friend,” he blurted as he burst into laughter.What now? Was he not angry earlier? It seemed it took two crazy men to tangle.“You wouldn't

Anastasia's POVIt had been a week since the anonymous investor pulled out from the project, and instead of me sending Tristan divorce summons, I was busy looking for potential investors for the project.My firm and workers had been keen on getting investors to collaborate with us, but it had been hard.“The Kendrick Group got back to us,” my assistant said, as she walked into my office, and I looked up with hopeful eyes. “Same thing, they are also sorry, they can't invest in the project.”Immediately she said that, a heavy sigh escaped my mouth. That was the third rejection this month. I had reached out to every influential family I knew due to my circles, but it hadn't been fruitful. I was tempted to ask my father to invest, but I didn't think the Lancaster Group had such huge cash flow to spare in that short time frame, and I wouldn't want my father to run to my rescue every time. Since I decided to build my company without help from family, then I should stick to that.“Then keep