"Cynthia, listen to me. You know I was running some errands for the Alpha, so I couldn't get back at once. I came back to you as soon as I dealt with the pack's affairs," said Derek firmly.
He looked so sincere. I thought, 'The old me would have believed you.'
He used the same excuse once when he stayed out all night. I complained to him, yet he roared at me and said that this was the way things with the pack worked, and there was nothing he could do.
"Indeed. The pack always comes first. Your wife was about to divorce you, yet you were still calm enough to deal with the pack's matters. Then why are you acting like this now?" I asked with a sneer.
"It was something very important. I..."
He was still trying to defend himself, but his panic gave him away.
"Derek, stop. You can't even convince yourself with that lie. What am I to you? A three-year-old?" I looked at the bite mark on his neck, which was so obvious, and I sneered.
The evidence was right in front of me, making it impossible for me to turn my head away.
Right now, I wasn't walking on eggshells like I used to. Probably because of that, he lost his cool.
"Cynthia, that rogue seduced me. I love you. You are my mate. I can't live without you."
Derek, you finally admitted it.
I threw my head back to keep the tears from falling.
I finally got the answer, but so what?
The memories we had together emerged in my mind. Back then, he respected me and even when we kissed, he was still nothing but polite. He even took my face in earnest and told me that he didn't have sex with me, because he loved me so much.
I was moved by what he said to me.
At the time, I thought it was touching that a werewolf could endure the most primitive impulses for the sake of his beloved mate.
How ironic it all seemed now.
All of this was simply his excuse!
Looking at my tear-streaked face, Derek started to turn flustered. He wrapped his arms around my legs, regardless of everything else, and started recalling our time together, trying to persuade me.
Every word he used to describe the happy memories we shared seemed to me more like a mockery of my stupidity.
"Cynthia, believe me. I won't do anything like that again."
Never again?
I thought, 'He kept addressing that rogue as his mate in the video, and I didn't feel any pain when he was cheating on me, which means that rogue might be his mate for real.
If so, how could he resist his instinct as a wolf?
Besides, I did the same thing. I cheated on Derek with Lucas. So, there's no way for me and Derek to go back.'
"Let's get a divorce. We'll go to court tomorrow and file for divorce."
I was not a decisive person, but at this moment, I was soberer than ever and made up my mind.
We both had an affair, and our marriage was crumbling. Forcing it to go on would only hurt us both.
His face turned pale. He hugged me tightly with all his strength.
"Cynthia, I won't divorce you. That's out of the question."
Derek was probably going nuts. He broke down and shouted, asking me not to leave him.
I couldn't be bothered by his hysteria. Silently, I picked up my not-so-full suitcase and planned to leave.
Nothing here belonged to me except the clothes in the closet and the skin care products on the makeup table. The place was under Fiona's name, and the car belonged to Derek.
Just as I was about to open the door, Derek grabbed me.
"Cynthia, no matter what I do or how I make up for you, you still want to leave. Is that right?"
Or what?
I looked at him and thought, 'Am I supposed to make do with you with a broken heart? Am I supposed to forgive you for cheating on me with another she-wolf?'
I nodded very seriously and calmly said, "I will not tell Fiona and my parents about any of this. I'll just tell them that things don't work anymore."
I figured that this was the best solution. Since he didn't love me, I wouldn't pester him anymore.
But I did not expect that as I was about to step out of the door, I was pulled into the bedroom by him, and he slammed the door shut.
"What are you doing?"
I stared at him with displeasure, only to see that he was no longer as humble as before.
The anger in his eyes was burning.
"Since you won't listen to me, then, I'm sorry."
His raised voice deprived me of my resolution and courage to leave. His face was twisted. I couldn't believe that the man in front of me wasn't the gentle and elegant man I had lived with for years.
I didn't know why he said he was sorry.
Just as I was puzzled, he suddenly raised his arm and fiercely swung it at my face. I was slapped in the face with such force that I could not stand still.
I fell on the bed and felt dizzy at once, my face burning and painful.
I clutched the sheets. He grabbed my hair so hard that my scalp hurt.
He came close to me, and his eyes were fierce and terrifying.
"Before you get pregnant, you are not going anywhere. Otherwise..."
So, did he want me to give birth to a baby?
His weird smile made every hair on my body stand up. Was he the same Derek I knew? Or was it that I never knew his true colors?
I was not strong enough to fight him at all. I was completely vulnerable. Besides, my resistance would only be futile and drain my strength.
At the realization of that, I sat obediently and dared not to play tough.
Seeing that I no longer resisted, he let go of his hand, which was grabbing my hair and patted my face. His hand was freezing.
"That's my good wife."
How ridiculous. I was a fool to think he'd divorce me so easily. I figured that maybe he acted hysterically just to make me let down my guard, and then he would gradually waltz his way in and trick me into giving birth to a baby.
"So, that's why you won't divorce me?"
He looked at me as if I were some garbage. He said, "What do you think? Melinda is a rogue, so the Beech Pack will not accept her, and she can not give birth to cubs. Only you can carry my babies. It's a pity that you refuse to cooperate with me and have to make things hard. My hands are tied. You leave me with no choice. You can't blame me for this."
Derek sounded so taken for granted, as if tricking me into giving birth to his baby was nothing but normal.I felt a chill. Derek had lost his mind. The woman he loved was a rogue. She couldn't give him a baby, so he wanted to use me.Before, a part of me might feel guilty about cheating on him, yet not anymore.He proved to me that the last five years of my life were just a piece of shit. I couldn't believe I had held our relationship in my hands for five years with joy, and even a few minutes ago, I was savoring the warmth it brought me."Don't worry. We will have fun. After all, we are a couple, right?" Derek said with an eerie smile. I glared at him.Derek tied me up tightly to the bed with a rope and stuffed a strip of cloth in my mouth so that I couldn't make a sound.He sat on the other side of the bed, video-chatting with that rogue called Melinda.They flirted unabashedly, talking sweet nothings to each other, and Derek didn't even bother to glance at me.Something suddenly m
I went to the bathroom of the hotel room, stood in front of the mirror, and looked at myself.There were still red marks on my cheeks left by Derek. I immediately took out my makeup bag to cover the marks and put on some clean clothes.I pursed my lips. The wounds from yesterday had begun to heal.However, the wound on my tongue was relatively deeper, and even werewolves with strong healing power couldn't heal in one night.I took a sip of ice water, which diluted the taste of blood in my mouth.At least I could speak now.After sorting myself out, I immediately left the hotel and went to the office.I carefully went to Marshall's office."Cynthia, if you don't want this job, quit right now!" Marshall shouted in dissatisfaction."Sorry, Mr. Schultz. It won't happen again," I apologized softly.Marshall waved his hand impatiently and said, "Cut the crap. Just sort out the document and go to the conference room."I went to my seat, sorted out the document, and trotted toward the confere
Seeing that I didn't say anything, Marshall became even angrier."Why aren't you talking? Do you want to play dumb?" he said and kept scolding me."Mr. Schultz, I took her to the hospital. That's all. What's the big deal? Your secretary is injured, and you don't have a clue. Can't I express my concerns?" Lucas said lazily.Hearing his words, I suddenly had the urge to punch him.His words would only make others more suspicious.As expected, Marshall looked at me meaningfully and no longer said anything.The meeting continued, and finally, I got off work.I turned on my phone and was immediately bombarded by texts and missed calls from Derek.I glanced at the phone screen and then deleted all the texts. After that, I blacklisted Derek's number and tossed my phone in my bag.Now I was just waiting for Tasha to get back.After a few peaceful days, both my state of mind and body recovered quite a bit.One day, just as I got off work, my phone rang. I picked it up and it was Fiona.I hesit
I was shocked when I heard what Derek said.Had Derek lost his mind? I didn't get it. Why was he still pretending to be a nice man when things had already come to this point?I wanted to expose his disguise, but he didn't give me the chance.Before I opened my mouth to speak, Derek had already smiled and walked to me. He reached out and grabbed my chin, squeezing it so hard that I had to open my mouth and exhale in pain.He was about to pour the glass of hot milk into my mouth with his other hand.I struggled hard because I saw that the glass of milk was steaming. If I let him get his way, the milk would worsen the wound in my mouth.I'd choke, if not burnt.I aimed at his crotch and kicked. He crouched on the ground, holding his manhood, and screamed in pain.I took the opportunity to run out of the guest room. As I ran, I shouted, "Fiona! Fiona! Where are you?"Soon, Fiona ran out of her room.She looked at me in surprise.I grabbed her arm at once, and my tears streamed down my fac
After making up my mind, I became much calmer.Over the next few days, I quietly ate all the food Fiona brought in. Nutrition was the only way I could heal.Although my injuries were gradually recovering, I still couldn't shift.All I could do was conserve my energy and wait for my chance.It was Friday again, and Derek needed to attend the pack meeting, which usually lasted until late at night.Fiona was the only one around right now.The wound on my head had almost healed, and I started looking for something in the guest room I could use to call for help.Luckily, there were plenty of pens and paper in the guest room. I wrote the words for help on a piece of paper and threw the paper out of the window, waiting for some kind people to help me.To be sure, I found a book on the shelf with a ten-dollar bill I had put inside before. I used the bill to wrap the piece of paper, and threw it out.I leaned quietly on the windowsill and waited. A woman in her forties picked up the money, ope
Lucas' words were tempting to me. Right now, I did not have a husband or a job, and if I returned to Texas, my parents would be worried about me.I wanted to stay in Los Angeles for some time before going back. So, seeking a job was the most important thing for me at the moment.I looked at Lucas, thinking about how to answer him.Lucas smiled as I hesitated, "As I said before, I'll offer you a triple salary, but..."He paused and looked me up and down.He looked at me with fixed eyes and made me feel a little nervous.I didn't know what Lucas was going to say next because he was hard to predict."But your workload will also be tripled," Lucas continued. He rolled down the car window, and his tone was a little subtle.I blushed instantly because of his meaningful attitude.I shouldn't have had any expectations for him. I walked forward quickly and didn't bother to respond to him. Unexpectedly, Lucas drove s
I chewed on my food slowly and didn't know what reason I could use to put Lucas off. In the end, I decided to keep silent. "Why aren't you talking?" Lucas continued to ask. I lowered my head and kept silent, ignoring him. He had no choice but to give up. After the meal, he took me to a nearby mall. "You need to get some new clothes," Lucas said and sized me up. I said with dissatisfaction, "Why? I don't need any new clothes." I didn't have much savings for new clothes. Lucas raised his eyebrows and said disdainfully, "Look at the clothes you are wearing now. They are cheap and prove that you have bad taste in clothing." "How can you judge me like that?" I complained. "If it was only for yourself, I wouldn't care about it." Lucas snorted coldly. "But you are going to be my secretary and represent me. How will my clients see me if you wear such shabby clothes?" I picked some less expensive dresses
"Okay." I nodded obediently when I heard what Lucas said.It was professional.Lucas looked at me meaningfully. He paused for seconds before saying, "Cynthia, as a secretary, you have done a good job."As he spoke, his eyes were fixed on my chest, and my face immediately blushed.I looked around. Fortunately, there was no one else."Cynthia?"I put down the knife and fork. Hearing the familiar voice behind me, I wanted to escape right away.If not for Derek's arrival, I would have forgotten that the restaurant was close to his company and that he often came for lunch.Derek kept staring at me. His eyes were so fierce, as if trying to see through me.He looked at Lucas next to me and seemed to realize something."No wonder you wanted to divorce me. It turns out that you also cheated on me."The word "also" sounded repulsive to me. It was as if he and I were the same kind of people.I con