Married to Him?! [Greyson Chance]

Chapter XLVI - Questions

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This is a boring chapter, I repeat... a BORING chapter.
But in there is also what happened during the 'divorce paper' fiasco. 

Enjoy. 

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Chapter 46

I sat at our usual lunch table in a daze. The memory of Sunday Morning went replay over and over again in this head of mine that I might smash my head into pieces. Well not literally cause that will be.... eww. Not to mention gross. Who would want to see a girl with a smash head? Definitely not me. Oh yeah, I forgot. I was the one who's gonna get the head smash. 

Enough with the head smash. -__-

But really? I can't seem to shake the situation off my mind. Why would Dad want to cut all connections with Scott? Is the situation really that bad that it can't be fix with a simple sorry and whiskey? 

"A divorce paper?" I asked in disbelief. "Why would you want us to sign that?" 

"Believe me, I thought I was coming here for a vacation." Craig sighed and rested his palms on top of the documents. "But business is strictly business. Friendship isn't involved or other things. All I want is both of your signatures and I'll be leaving." 

"This is nuts." Greyson grumbled as he leaned his back against the chair. "They went on and arranged a marriage between Jamie and I and after a few months they want us to separate? I can't believe this." 

"I did recall Mr. Miller saying about cutting all connections he have with the Chances. If you two aren't separated, then that means there's still a connection between the two families." Craig pauses for a bit before continuing. "Knowing him, his decisions are absolute. He can't be persuaded." 

"Why does he wants us separated, Craig?" I asked, my voice wavering a bit because of the sudden news.

Craig's face instantly went firm. He shifted his gaze at his watch and then stood up with a briefcase in hand. "That is for me not to tell and for you to find out." He answered. "I'll be going back to Paris in a few hours so don't waste my time and just sign those." 

As if by cue, Butch came with a sign pen on hand. He walked towards Greyson and gently gave it to him but his hand was only shoved violently. That made my eyes go wide at his actions. He stood up from his seat, grabbed the divorce papers on the table and threw it on Craig's face. 

Craig, on the other hand, was taken back by my husband's action. He furiously fixed his tie and gave him a cold and hard glare. Oh god. 

"Take them back to Paris and shove it on both of our Dad's faces." Greyson growled. "Tell them I'm not a freaking marionette and that they are not in charge of my life! We are never gonna sign those papers. You hear me?!"