Married to the Beast // Brock Lesnar ●COMPLETE●

Chapter 62

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BROCK POV

"Baby?" I called out as I moved into the house.

I had gone to the store to get some shit for the guys to eat once they came over as we would be training out by the lake. I mostly did it so that I could be close to McKenzie before she flew out tomorrow morning. I had a training schedule which I couldn't push back but I knew somehow being close to her and having her watch would mean a lot to her.

I had been a fucking idiot in letting my jealousy get to me especially when it came to the guys I trained with. They knew that she was my wife and not to mess with her as Greg had been busting my balls during many training times letting them know she was my weakness.

I didn't want to get jealous especially after all I had put her through over these months but it was the man I was and the way she handled it told me she wasn't surprised by my reaction but amused as always and simply tried to ease my thoughts.

I frowned as I got no answer. She had been sleeping when I left but knew she wasn't now as our bedroom was empty.

I moved onto the back porch and saw no sign of her but as Beast followed me I saw him head to the side of the house with Beauty following him.

The poor guy, Beauty was growing past him slowly but surely.

I frowned as I prayed I was imagining the sounds but as I turned the corner I saw McKenzie roughly wiping her eyes which caused my jaw to clench.

"What's going on?" I hesitantly asked.

"Nothing" she snapped which confused me.

"McKenzie, how is this fucking nothing? I know I said I wouldn't push you to share anything with me but if this is going to happen then.."

She glared at me before getting up.

"I don't want to speak about it now, why do you have to ruin things. I have been happy with you yesterday and now you want to argue with me before your guys pitch up?" She shook her head as if I hadn't just seen her in tears.

I hadn't wanted to push her but I knew this wouldn't be good if I simply let it go. And the way she was acting didn't help in me trying to stay calm. She was trying to push me away again..

"Just fucking tell me, I found you fucking crying and now you want to get mad at me for bringing it up. Hiding it doesn't mean you are fucking okay" I screamed out as I felt my anger rising due to her not showing any sign of wanting to tell me.
"I don't want you holding in shit and.."

"Just fucking stop!" She screamed out and which caused me to move back.