Huh, drama chapter! But this is not the end - a few more chapters left! And then I am going to finish Learning To Love, I hope.
Also a question - if I decided to write a complete AU story would you still like to read it? If so, I am adding such an interesting office romance story idea to my story idea's jar! :)
Anyway, hope you like this and I hope you will like the next chapters also.
As it happens lately - edited by icalyn :)
"I am very happy for you, Andrea," Christian said as he accidentally met his PA and her boyfriend in the Starbucks nearby the office. He had just gone out for a cooler for Ana and a coffee for himself, but then he met them, and was introduced.
Before he met Ana, he would have walked past them and wouldn't have cared what happened in his employee's lives. But now he was happy with his life, and he liked to be happy about the others' too.
"It is nice to meet you, Mr. Grey. May I congratulate you and your wife on having a baby? The articles say she is expecting."
Christian smiled. "Yes, thank you. The articles are right, we can't wait to see our little baby."
"That must be amazing to have a wife, a baby on the way, right? Andrea and me should also think about it someday..."
"You go for it! I couldn't imagine my life better – trust me, it all is worth it. I can't imagine my life without Ana. But now I'm sorry – I have to return back to her." The guy seemed nice, but it was time to get back to Ana, to his wife.
After a day spent planning the baby's nursery, Ana was tired. And scared, because of the text she received today.
You lied. You will pay for it.
Tears rolled down her face as she thought of what could happen now. But the worst was about to happen in the next few minutes.
She wiped her tears away just as she heard the lift come up and it would mean Christian returning home.
At least now someone would cheer her up, she thought, but her thoughts changed right as he strode in the bedroom, not saying a word, and walked in their walk-in closet.
"Christian, what's wrong?"
"You bitch!"
"Christian?"
He threw Ana's clothes in a bag, not caring about anything. He wanted her gone. He wanted her stuff gone.
"Listen to this." He threw something on the bed and Ana picked his phone. She pressed play and the opened recording started playing.
"Who's the father?"
"I don't know, some guy I had sex with earlier that day when I met Christian. Only a few hours before. But Christian loves me. And he knows everything about our marriage. He knows and has forgiven me."
"Christian, I am so sorry, but this is not –"
"Shut up! It disgusts me to look at you now. I am giving you exactly five minutes to get out of here or I will call the police."
"Christian, no! " Ana stood up and walked to him, to her husband. But he walked away, afraid of pushing her in anger. She may not be having his child, but she was pregnant after all.
"Four minutes left."
"I can explain, Christian. Don't make me do this. I love you! And you love me, and our baby."
"Our baby?" He laughed. "How could I be so stupid, why didn't I ask you to have a paternity test?"
Ana started sobbing. "It can't end now, it can't end now…" she softly said between her sobs while Christian was still getting rid of her stuff.
"Christian, please, let me explain everything…"
"You will be able to explain in court if you want to, when you get the money you actually wanted from me. I know everything. Now you have two minutes left to leave."
She took her jacket and bag, glancing one last time at the room. Their bedroom.
" I am sorry. I really regret my first intentions of our marriage. But I love you more than anything now."
"I will send you the divorce papers."
Just as she got in the elevator she realized it was over. What now? Where would she go? If she went back home, she knew they would search for her there. But she didn't have anywhere else to go – Kate was away.
The only place where she would be safe was their home, but that was no longer their home…
She had her phone, lipstick, mascara and wallet. One hundred and fifty dollars and her credit cards…Her cards. If she paid with them, Christian would know where she is. He would come to tell she should stop spending his money. He would probably do something.
Ana got out of the Escala building through the parking garage, being careful to make sure no one saw her from her old friends' group. She walked down the street until she found a hotel where she checked in.
"Mrs. Grey, your room number is 514. If you need anything, just call."
"Thank you," Ana said and went to her room.
She was still in shock. She still couldn't believe it was over. But early the next day, someone knocked on her door to tell her she has a delivery. The delivery turned out to be divorce papers.
She read through them and threw them away.
She was no longer that girl. She didn't need his money. After collecting the papers, she found a note from Christian.
It seems you have made sure I can contact you to send you your ticket to your perfect life.
I hope this is enough for you.
She started to cry. She wouldn't sign the papers. She took one of the sheets and a pen and wrote:
Dear Christian,
I don't need your money. I won't sign this.
I will sign only something that says I don't get a single cent from you.
And I promise to check out of the hotel tomorrow.
I love you, Christian. Please, please call me, I need to see you and explain everything.
Ana
She called the guy who had sent this up for her and made sure it was delivered to Christian as soon as possible.
Then she lay on her bed and cried. Cried so hard that her eyes were red and she was out of tears. Then she logged onto the internet and searched for jobs. She had to start all over again. She had to rebuild her life.
Who would want her? She has no experience, no skills. And how would she deal with the press? She had gotten used to having Christian who dealt with the photographers. What would everyone say now?
He picked her note from the trash where he had thrown it like ten times.
How could she do this to him? The only woman he has ever loved him taught him not to love again. To never love again. He thought he had the perfect life. A wife, with a son on the way.
Now he had nothing.
A liar soon to be ex-wife expecting another man's baby. He didn't want to see her ever again. She is a gold digger and a cheater.
She wanted to have nothing? He is not stupid, and she will get it. She won't get his forgiveness just because she wants nothing from him. She will get her lesson.
"Come in!" Christian yelled as someone knocked on the door.
"Sir, the revised divorce papers are ready."
"Send them to Anastasia."
No note this time. There will be nothing between them from now on.
"Thank you," Ana said as she left the hotel.
Nothing. She had received the papers, signed them and sent them back.
Tomorrow, she would be no longer Christian's wife. He had managed to do it so fast, and it hurt even more as a result.
If only he knew the truth. That the baby Ana held with her hands was his. That she loved him. That she had been so wrong to start their relationship this way.
But she had to start again.