Married My Ex's Alpha Uncle (Silver and Elliot) novel Chapter 110

Elliot’s POV

“Why is my head chef crying, Marco?” I asked, ignoring his request to sit down.

“Because you chased her away!” Mariah sobbed. “How could you hurt her like this? She was so sweet, and she did nothing wrong.”

My blood went cold from her words. What was Mariah talking about? Chased who away. I looked around the room and I felt a chill creep up my spine. She couldn’t be talking about Silver, could she?

Panic consumed my chest, and I was finding it difficult to breathe.

“Marco,” I said, my tone warning. He better start talking and he better start talking now.

I’ve known Marco since we were young and though we don’t talk as often as we used to, he still knew me well enough to know that I’m not very patient and that he had better start talking quickly.

He sighed and ran his hands through his messy hair. That was another thing about Marco, he didn’t like to dress up even though he was a lawyer. He never puts gel in his hair, and he’ll wear jeans more often than not. His shirt was always half unbuttoned, showing his pecks, which he says is for the ladies. Since his divorce, he’s gotten around. He doesn’t just date women in his pack, but others as well.

“Look, Man. I’m saying this as your friend, you fucked up,” he said, looking up at me from the couch.

“What the fuck are you talking about?” I asked through my teeth, my patience running out completely.

He grabbed a set of papers that I hadn’t noticed on the coffee table and handed them to me. The papers were upside down in his outstretched hands and I stared at them like they were on fire or something.

“I don’t know exactly what’s going on between you and Shirley, but your wife seems to think it’s more than you're saying. So much so she wants to walk away, Elliot,” Marco said.

My hands pathetically shook as I grabbed the papers from him and flipped them over. Before I glanced down at the words, I knew were going to destroy my life, I met Mariah’s eyes. She had never looked at me as coldly as she was at that moment. Mariah had been my family chef for as long as I could remember; she is pretty much a part of my family and isn’t afraid to slap me across the head and call me an idiot.

It was no secret that she had gotten close to Silver over the months we’d been married, and Silver had gotten close to her as well. I knew the look she was giving me right now was on Silver’s behalf and my heart cracked at the thought.

I finally spared the papers a look and just as I thought, my entire world fell apart.

I nearly dropped the papers as if they scorned me.