9

Andrea knew the coming week will create a huge impact on her life. Especially when she knows she will be meeting a man who she doesn't know much about his identity and character but the first time they met she felt like making out with him all night. The bound was so strong and she couldn't explain how she felt or why she felt so about him.

She knew things wouldn't get better unless she gets back her license. When she was leaving home this morning age had managed t check her text and found that Joyce, her new supervisor at work has decided to give her till Tuesday to get her license filed in the office before she can resume office properly. She does not know she the town is situated where north or south of Elkton. She just thought of using Google Maps to locate there when by tomorrow. Adrian didn't bother to put a call through to her as a reminder. She was worried he didn't even sound like he felt anything at her that night on phone.

On her way to the office that morning she began to have Flashback out, Morgan Freeman. She could vividly remember that conversation and how it went. She thought of his reaction and expression her first clinged. Andrea wanted to retaliate for all Morgan caused her. She lost her education and couldn't get a degree. Her pack banished her. She had brought disgrace on them when she took in with having the official mating ceremony. She had a little family she cherished with all her life but it now is the same. Everything is gone. Andrea has not seen her kids for a long time and she so much missed. She wants to see them but she can't, she won't want to remember the sweet time with Morgan. Seeing her kid from him will make her feel such away. Hence she decided to keep away from her them.

It got so overwhelming that she was lost the thought of what conspires with her and Morgan at his office that morning.

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I took a deep breath as I stood outside in the huge door of my husband's office. I raised my hand and knock at the door.

"Come in." A faint voice of Morgan was heard.

I opened the door and saw him reading a magazine with narrowed eyes. He is wearing a buttoned-down shirt a black tie. He sure looked like the phone of that Italian mafia, but he wasn't. He just has their kind of cruel heart. His black coat is hanging on a swivel chair. His brows are furrowed on the magazine he is reading. So focused.

I cleared my throat and he turned to me. He smiled and put his folder down before standing up to come to hug me. He kissed my cheek before smiling at me widely.

"What made you visit me here." He asked in an excited tone. "Missed me?"

He was wondering. We had met in the office that morning. We slept in the same bed and cooked breakfast for him that morning. So if there was any reason I had come to visit him in the office he thought I was missing him.

I smiled weakly as my heart clenched in pain. It is probably the last time I am going to him smiling like this at me because, after this, he is going to hate me. Maybe not so much but he will surely hate me.

"I want out," I told him. I clenched my fist and gave him a regretful smile. " I don't want to be your wife anymore."

His expression changed abruptly. His brows furrowed. His jaw clenched hard while throwing me an icy glare. Hw was silent. He was just staring at me like he was waiting for me to take back my words. But I won't. I have already made up my mind. I did understand why he needed to act as though he still loved me when I had found out about his unreasonable behavior and have evidence. Nothing was going to be changed my mind.

"What do you mean you want out?" He asked me, looking so confused. I don't blame him. My decision may seem to him. like it came out of nowhere but I know he doesn't yet understand have known three ladies are pregnant for him. Yeah, he is still acting innocent when he was never one bit.

"I want a divorce." I could just leave him. But I don't want to have him still be associated with me. We can just go our separate ways on mutual consent. I dorm want his money. I just won't have a home and a mate who loves me. Nothing more than this I want for me.

Morgan leaned on the edge of his office table and cross his arm against his chest. He cocked his head to the side and smirk. Gone is the Morgan who welcomes me warmly just seconds ago.

"You want a divorce?" He repeated, obviously trying to calm himself too.

I gritted my teeth. "Yes, "I replied. "I want a divorce."

Pain attacked my chest. I am doing this for him. I don't want him hurt because of me. I want him safe. I want him to live the longest life he could and find his rightful mate. I didn't mean anything to him. I wasn't meant for him. Being with me will complicate things. I want him to be happy because he is a great man. And I am not the one for him. He is sure the kind of man every lady would love because he is wealthy and handsome.

He stretched his legs and leaned his hand on the table. "Care to tell me the reason why, Andrea?" He asked in a low baritone. He looked down his fingers tapping the edge of the table. "Because the last time I checked, you are happy with me."

I swallowed hard. His words sent chills down my spine. I am happy with him but that does not mean I am still the same way. Everything has changed. I want to end everything now before gets messy. And this is the only way.