Married Above Him — The Divorce Proposal

The man in that private room that day was never my arranged match. I married him without knowing who he was, then foolishly laid out all those Lucian's eyes settle on me, calm, with a hint of amusement I can't read. I force a smile.

Hello, Mr. Wolf. Aunts were seated in the Harrison's private room. I can't take in a word. One thought fills my mind. I married the wrong man.

Sorry. Can we talk after this is over? I bite my lip and reply with one word, okay? I make an excuse to leave early, then practically run out the front doors. That familiar car is already waiting outside.

Its hazards flashing. I pull open the door, get in, take a deep breath, and turn to him. Lucien, let's get a divorce. He doesn't look at me.

He slowly pulls out of the parking lot, after a long silence. He finally speaks, his voice so low I can't read any emotion in it. Let's go home first. There are things we need to clear up.

the car pulls up to moon lake manor and i speak first you knew i had mistaken you for someone else why did you still marry me you proposed the conditions were yours i never forged an identity and you never once looked at the name on the marriage certificate i opened my mouth but myself completely unable to argue the man who harassed you outside the club that day was the

real kyle harrison continue our agreement i'll help you reclaim what belongs to you i won't ask