All Chapters of Marriage Over; Sign The Divorce Papers, Mr. Brooke : Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Tristan's POVI couldn't let her misunderstand me anymore. "Anastasia, don't…” I started, taking a step towards her, but Serena immediately stopped me.“It seems Anastasia has misunderstood something. I'll go and explain it to her,” Serena said quickly.Without waiting for my response, she hurried after Anastasia, taking Eric along with her.I watched them leave, my frustration mounting with every passing second. I wanted to follow them, to explain everything to Anastasia myself, but my mother was still standing behind me, and I knew I couldn't simply ignore her.Not when she had already made the situation worse.The moment the door closed behind Serena and Eric, my mother let out an irritated sigh.“Has that Lancaster brat come here to seduce you again? I thought you two were done with each other!” she exclaimed.My teeth clenched at her words.Why did she always have to speak about Anastasia that way? Why couldn't she see that Anastasia wasn't the villain she had always painted her

Anastasia's POVBut knowing how much Tristan worshipped Serena, he would definitely have done something like that if she had asked him to. That thought only made me wonder why he hadn't divorced me yet if he was willing to go through all those troubles for her. What exactly was he waiting for? Was he keeping me tied to him for his own selfish reasons?I finally reached the car where Natalie had parked and yanked the door open, cursing Tristan under my breath as I got inside.“What's it? Did you get the contract signed?” Natalie asked, but I was far too angry to reply. I couldn't even bring myself to look at her, let alone explain what had just happened.I didn't even know who I was angry at anymore. Or could I be angry at myself for allowing his actions to affect me this much? I already knew Tristan was a lost cause, yet I was still here, letting everything he did get under my skin.“I'll never have anything to do with Tristan Brooke moving forward,” I breathed out as I entered the ca

"Lost it? Because I emcraced my wife?" he winked. What was wrong with this man? Why did he keep touching me as though he had every right to do so?Tristan, however, seemed completely unbothered by my reaction. Instead of apologizing for invading my personal space, he slowly looked me up and down, and I couldn't help noticing the deep desire in his eyes.For a moment, I felt uncomfortable beneath his gaze, but I quickly waved the feeling aside.He was just a two-faced, cheating bastard, I reminded myself, remembering what had happened the last time we met in his office.I had seen enough to know better than to let myself be fooled by his looks or whatever feelings he might still claim to have for me. Whatever existed between us belonged in the past, and I had no intention of allowing him to drag me back into it.“What are you doing here?” Tristan asked after a while, his gaze still fixed on me.I looked away, already irritated by his mere presence. I had hoped that my reaction would b

Anastasia's POVMy forehead broke out in beads of sweat.Fate?What kind of fate was this?Today couldn't possibly get any more traumatic, could it?How had picking up my son at the airport turned into an unexpected rendezvous with Tristan? I had come here with one simple plan: to welcome Alistair home, spend some time with him, and make up for all the moments we had missed while he was away.Instead, I was now standing in front of the one person who could ruin everything for me, and he was determined to drag me along on a business trip I had never agreed to take.If only I had known this would happen, I would have sent someone else to pick up Alistair.“About that... Can you not come and fetch me later?” I asked, glancing towards the entrance because I was eager to go and see my son. I needed to make sure Alistair was alright and explain why I hadn't come to embrace him the moment he arrived.But I couldn't just walk away from Tristan without giving him a convincing reason. I had alr

Tristan's POVMy face broke into a smile at how shocked the rude man looked. Even though I didn't know why Anastasia had asked him to leave, I could still remember that they were acquaintances, and her reaction pleased me more than it should have.At least she wasn't going to let another man disrespect me in front of her.“Did you just ask me to leave, Anastasia?” the man demanded, breaking the awkward silence.I scoffed.Was he having a hearing problem, or was he simply too arrogant to accept rejection?“Yes, Mr. Hale, I'm asking you to leave. I don't think we're close enough to share dinner,” Anastasia rasped.“Close enough?” He let out a mocking laugh before turning his attention to me. “Then are you close enough to him to have dinner together?”My jaw tightened.The bastard was deliberately provoking me, and the way he looked at Anastasia as though I were nothing more than an inconvenience made my blood boil.Did he really think he could walk into my private dinner, insult me, and