Today was my first therapy session and I was here waiting for my therapist. I sneaked out again but I only decided to not involve Will in this.

I sit and wait for about ten minutes when a gentleman comes in, introducing himself as Heath Lytton. He sat before me and took my file.

This room, that I was expecting to be a hospital clinic like setting was nothing like that. It was a nice cozy room with a warm feeling. It already made me feel comfortable.

"So Ms. Smith? Can I call you Aubrey?"

I nodded with a small smile, "Yes Mr. Lytton you can."

"Well Aubrey it's only fair if you address me as Heath. My surname is not much to my liking.", His joke made a chuckle a little.

"Okay Heath."

He sat comfortably and then a maid came with a two glasses of juice.

"I hope you like Orange juice... because I do not really offer coffee here in these sessions."

I picked up my glass, "No it is really fine.."

"Well since this is our first session Aubrey, I'd like to know about what you do, who exactly are you, and what is it all that you like? I'd be fine if you do not reveal your personal information by addressing someone else's name."

That made me all the more comfortable. Because both my husband and my father were influential men, and it always bothers me that I am looked at through them. It will be good if I feel like an individual here.

We talked for few hours, and he was pretty good to talk to. I revealed that I am married and just that. Otherwise, I mostly talked about my paintings, my job, and something about my education.

*

When I returned home, I could hear the hush hush in the dining room.

"Sir...Ma'am was not in the library and she didn't even inform Alice where she'd go.."

I hear his voice mumbling something under his breath, "For god sake she's not well...she faints like it's her everyday's business and then sleeps like a log...I am literally very worried!"

Then I herd the familiar voice of Will, "Sir, her phone is still unreachable."

"Ofcourse it is William! I gave you one job to be her driver cum bodyguard! You were initially with my father! I trusted you with her but this time she made sure to keep you out of the way..."

I rolled my eyes. He knows. But the fact that he's blabbering so much makes it apparent that he is worried something I don't want to accept. Not after taking the decision to divorce him. There's no point in worrying now.

Finally, I entered the room, feeling a little guilty of the chaos I caused twice in a week.

I expected some snarky remark from him as I made my way in, but he only looked at me shocked. Few moments later, he sighed rubbing his forehead a little. Guess I gave my pretty husband a little headache.

"Ma'am! Are you okay???", Alice and Gaby came to me diverting my attention from him.

"Ofcourse I am okay. Why do you all worry so much and then I looked at all of them. Guys, I am a black belt and I know self defence. The only breach in my security is me not carrying a gun, which is fine because no one is coming to kill me. And if they are, then I do not mind being termed as a martyr.", Chuckling I joked, but I guess my joke was not funny to anyone.

My bad sense of humour kicks in when I am feeling guilty.

"Well...everybody...take a seat as I'd be making a real good tea for you all. And please stop stressing too much about me."

*

"Ma'am! This is absolutely wonders!", Said Brian sipping from his cup.

"Yes! I agree to that.", I smiled hearing Damon.

A cup of tea was still kept on the tray because that piggie of a husband went to his study. Not that I bother myself much, but I saw him holding his head like in pain. And I will not deny that the human part of me is concerned because that is most likely because of me.

Picking up that cup, and also mine, I left the dining room, "Well guys enjoy...I'd be in my room. Call me when the dinner is done."

Alice nodded and then I went upstairs towards the direction of the study.

Since both my hands were occupied, I didn't knock before entering. If he calls me ill mannered then he must know I am doing him a favour.

I moved inside the room, looked at one sitting on the chair, kept the cup loudly. His initially closed eyes opened and then stared deep into my soul.

"Here...have this. I made tea for everyone and it went a little extra. My dogs can't drink tea so here have this."

He looked at me, raising his brow, "You don't have dogs."

I scoffed, "You don't know them."

He chuckled, the sound of which made me feel the warmth, that shocked me. How does it bother me? I have spent so many days to prepare myself to hate him.

Off the guard, I decided to leave the room.

"Where are you going? You have your own tea. Let us sit together and have a tea time."

The soft voice he used literally made me shocked. That gentleness is something I am not used to.  He has always been outright rude or may be sometimes neutral. Recently I've been seeing him getting amused of my sarcastic remarks, but soft? This is not him.

"Who are you? And what did you do with my asshole husband?", I asked very serious. Because to be honest, I was literally interested to know.

An almost unnoticeable smile appeared on his face before it disappeared.

He shrugged and signalled towards the couch.

Why in the world is he being so polite?

Let's find out.

"Okay!", I exclaimed and took my place on a single seater, while he settled just alternate to me, which made me a little self conscious. I am used to the distance and I would love to keep it that way.

"So Alexander...", I said after taking two sips from my cup, "...as much as I hate to admit it, but you are the one I married to. So you must know that you can tell me anything you want."

His eyes widened in surprise as if not expecting this. Ofcourse he shouldn't.

"Aub..."

"No! Listen to me...just the word divorce from me and you've completely changed your ways towards me. I understand that concern you have to show before the servants, but we are alone now. Tell me what is you plan behind this. Do you need my signature in some important documents? See, I am ready to transfer everything of mine on your name, except my personal earnings. You have taken care of my father's business from the last two years, so you deserve to keep it to yourself."

His eyes remained focused on me as he heard me. From the moment he came to live here, this has been swimming in my mind. Why would he care for me all so suddenly when he didn't care for the last two years. Heck, he left me on the night of our honeymoon. And as much as I was not expecting this marriage to be all bed of roses, I was also not ready to be hugged by thorns.

"Is that what you think about me?", He asked after a few moments.

Is he for real!?

"Keep yourself in my place and see if my perception of you is anywhere flawed."

He nodded, "I understand where you are coming from. But I will not comply with your demand for divorce. Remember that vow on the alter- 'till death do us part'."

"So you want me to die?"

"I want you to live as long as I do."

I grinned wide clasping my hands, "That is the most romantic thing anyone has ever said!"

I was being sarcastic. He knew and that was why he rolled his eyes.

"I am not asking you to do me a favour and divorce me. It is my right to ask for a divorce from you. The papers are ready. Sign them by tomorrow so I could leave this place as soon as I can."

This angered him for his jaw twitched tightly, but I sat there unflinching.

"I have reiterated it again and ag...."

"And so do I have...we are not meant to be together. It will easier if you accept the fact as soon as possible."

Just as I stood to leave, I was stopped by a hand that tightly clutched mine. Irritated, I pulled my hand to free myself and leave but I am considerably intimidated when he stands up and covers my personal space.

"Mrs. Aubrey Alexander Campbell! You may flutter all you want but you must know that this husband of yours is never leaving you. The day I slipped this ring in your finger, your life was signed with mine...", He played with the ring on my ring finger and stared deep into my soul, "...and if you are hurt from my behaviour since the start, then I am ready to correct it all..."

Even though I was seemingly lost and the chaos from within was engulfing me, I managed to ask, "Why?"

"Because you are my only family in this world and I am not letting you go."

*