Chapter four

Ana's POV

I sat in the meeting board out of my mind. I don't understand how Christian could sit though these meetings daily and not want to just punch every person in the room. During these meetings, I wanted to behave like I actually am interested and knew what I was talking about but that proved difficult. I didn't want to check my emails to see of Christian had replied and I told Hannah not to interrupt me.

"And so Mrs Grey, that is the estimated profit for the next year at Grey Publishings. What do you think?"

All eyes turned to me as Joe Brinks, head finance finished. I hadn't listened to a word he had said. I quickly looked at the last side on the projector and saw he typed that there would be an 47% increase in sales. Christian and I had made Joe head partly because he did his job very well and partly because he knew I didn't understand a word of what he said so he would always make a slide show with the last slide stating the most important facts in simple terms.

"I think that's the way to go." I said as if I knew what I was talking about. I trusted Joe and that is good enough for me. Besides, I knew Christian secretly went though the books and already knew what was going to happen. I didn't like Christian doing this but if it gave him peace of mind, why stop him. After all it is his money in this business.

That's right Ana. HIS money. Not yours. My subconscious snarled at me. After all this time, I still didn't accept Christian's money as ours. I worked for my money and much to his dismay, I put it in my bank account.

A knock on the door distracted me from my thoughts. "Come in." Hannah opened the door. "Yes Hannah?"

"Mrs Grey, your children's school need to speak to you immediately."

My heart pounded hard in my chest. Did something happen? Are Teddy and Fee okay? What the hell is happening? "Go Ana. We can pick this up another time." Joe said nodding.

I nodded to him and quickly got up and ran to Hannah's desk to take the call. "H-Hello?" My voice croaked. "Mrs Grey speaking."

"Hello Mrs Grey. Judith Platt, headmaster. A Mr Luke Sawyer is here saying he has orders from Mr Grey to take the children home." I sighed with relief. The children are okay but since when does Christian want them out of school? "As it's so early in the morning and this is an unusual request, I wanted to call you to see if everything is okay and if you wanted to okay this before I release the children."

Something is defiantly wrong with this. "Erm, can I speak to Mr Sawyer?"

"Of course. Please hold."

Now I'm nervous. Christian never would okay this, would he? What if it's someone pretending to be Luke? Is Christian okay? My breathing pace increased as did my worry.

"Mrs Grey?" Oh thank god. It is Luke.

"Luke, what's going on?!" Panic clear in my voice.

"Mrs Grey, I honestly have no idea. Taylor called me about 30 minutes ago and told me something had upset Mr Grey and he wants the children home right now and I am to get them."

Something is not right here. "Luke, take the kids. Put me though to Mrs Platt."

I waited a few seconds, phone pressed to my ear. I could hear Luke talking to Mrs Platt.

"Mrs Grey?"

"Let Mr Sawyer take the children home. Everything will be sorted for tomorrow. If you can give Teddy his homework and I'll make sure it gets done."

"Of course Mrs Grey."

We said our goodbyes and I turned to Hannah. "Han, I need to go. Take care of everything for me and if something important happens, call me."

I didn't wait for a reply. I bolted into my office and grabbed my bag. I needed to find out why Christian wanted the children out of school. The wait in the elevator was pure torturer. As soon as I got out, I ran to me car and sped down the rainy Seattle roads back to Escala. By the time I got there, I saw all the cars were there; Christian's and the 'kids' car. Christian brought a family car which had been modified to have bullet proof exterior and child proof locks.

Running out of my car, back into another elevator. I should've taken the stairs. As soon as the elevator doors pinged open, I saw Christian pacing up and down. The children no where in sight. He span around quickly. His eyes red; He had cried!

"Christian?!" I panicked. "What's wrong? Where are the kids?"

"Ana!" He ran over to me and hugged me tighter than he had ever done before. "Ana, I'm so sorry. I'm sorry. Oh god, I'm so sorry." He sobbed on my shoulder.

"Christian, what are you sorry for?" My voice was calmer than I actually am inside. He slowly pulled away and looked in my eyes. He opened his mouth, trying to say something but not actually getting anything out. "Christian?" I repeated, worried.

"She's back. She wants me back and I can't do it! She wants to hurt my family Ana. What do I do? I can't protect is. She's evil! I didn't know. I really didn't! All I wanted is for my family to be safe Ana! I'm happy and it's all going to be ruined Ana" Christian shouted at a rapid pace.

"Who Christian? Who?"

"Elena!"

"The troll bitch?" I'm in shock. I had actually forgotten about her. Why is she back now? "Wait. What do you mean she wants you back?!" I shouted. "Christian, you are mine. Not hers! She's a fu-"

"Mommy! Don't use bad words!" My seven year old son, just like his father.

I sighed. If he was old enough and understood why I was swearing, he wouldn't blame me. I looked at Christian who had frozen since he heard Teddy's voice. He never wanted the children to see him cry or scared. He always made sure they saw him as their father, someone who would do anything and everything to protect them. "Teddy, go to your room please."

Teddy looked upset. He wanted us to treat him like an adult but I'm sure, even if he was an adult, Christian wouldn't tell him what happened."Okay Ma'am." Teddy always calls me ma'am around Christian. Something I hated. I wanted to be called mommy but no. My Teddy listened to his father no matter what.

I heard a long from Christians phone and Christian turned as white as paper. "Ana I have to go." He hissed though his teeth.

"Christian go where? What is that message?"

Christian didn't answer me he just turned to the door. I heard Fee scream out my name, crying. Christian bolted for the stairs, clearly happy for the distraction. He knew I wouldn't follow him with one of the kids crying.

What the hell is he going to do?

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