Astonishment

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He hadn't broken anything, he had just remained completely silent, breathing slowly while he tried to review everything in his mind. Starting with the surgery the second year of their marriage, that Shion hadn't been able to fake it, but he also remembered her complaining that she had gained a few pounds or so after the surgery and that it had been hard for her to lose it. Whatever had made her change her mind was after that, when she said the pills dried out her skin.

He had never had anything against Shion's profession, it was a job like any other and he knew that for any woman a pregnancy and a child usually paused her life at least momentarily, in her case it would imply that she would leave the runways as soon as her belly started to grow and that she would have to return to her former figure as soon as possible. For that very reason he hadn't insisted that it would be something immediate and seeing the take-off her career had taken he put his own plans aside to respect that. But it was no secret what he wanted, being she herself who always brought up the subject again or hinted at it.

Every time their marriage seemed to be cooling off or they were drifting apart, the conversation was back on the table and his attention was recaptured. She'd been a damn fool toying with him, and he like an idiot had fallen for it every time. He frowned thinking about the day he decided he would divorce her because he couldn't stand her anymore, he had talked to his lawyers and as if by magic she had come back from the trip completely changed, proposing to go to the fertility clinic and everything.

As if he had summoned her, his phone started ringing and he just silenced the call. The truth was that he had indeed summoned her by canceling her credit cards, it was more than obvious that she would call to ask what had happened. When the fourth call went to voicemail he wanted to laugh like a madman, so that had always been the key to having a wife who called and wrote to him, because he had already lost count of the number of messages that had come in between calls. He must have done that before, on one of the trips to have a reason to talk to each other.

In the distance he heard his secretary's phone start to ring, he had foreseen those calls and that was why he gave the explicit order not to pass them on. He didn't care one bit what was going on in Shion's head at that moment, the only thing he knew was that it was no longer his problem and that there was absolutely no person or deity that would make him give up on his divorce.

6 calls in less than 1 hour, that's how long the blonde had been trying to get past Shizune and the black-haired like a competent secretary doing her job, no doubt he was going to give her a bonus on her next paycheck. He sharpened his hearing as he heard it was Tenten's voice being heard and stood up, opening the door to see the brunette on the phone with a frown on her face.

"I repeat that he is in a meeting," from his place he could hear an annoying voice on the other side of the line, so he advanced towards the brunette's desk, "I'm sorry, but I already told you that he is not accepting any calls."

"LISTEN TO ME YOU WORTHLESS PIECE OF SHIT! I'M TELLING YOU I WANT TO TALK TO MY HUSBAND," he had reached out to press the speaker button, so Tenten unloaded the handset and he just gestured for her to stay on the call as if he wasn't there, "YOU'RE HIS PET, GO WITH NEJI AND TELL HIM IT'S ME!"

"As we've told you in the other calls, he doesn't answer to anyone," Shizune arrived at that moment, apparently she had gone to the bathroom and that's why it was Tenten who had answered the phone.

"What's your name?"

"I'm Tenten."

"Listen to me well, Tenten," he frowned at the tone of voice she used, "or you pass me my husband at once or you'll be fired."

"I'm following direct orders from my boss."

"I'm not just going to fire you! I'M GOING TO DESTROY YOUR CAREER IN THIS CITY! NO ONE IS GIVING YOU A JOB AGAIN!" Tenten seemed to hold back her laughter.

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