The Alpha's Divorced Luna

Chapter 2

Natasha POV

Since it seemed Mira was all he cared about, I stepped out of the door. I hadn’t even come out of his residence when I heard a car horn honking in the darkness.

Suddenly, I saw a taxi parked a few steps away from the gate, and with that, I hurried, hoping to get inside the taxi when all of a sudden, two chaperones appeared from the darkness. They held me firmly and carried me back into the residence.

I was taken into his library and Lorenzo had my both hands tied to my back.

All of a sudden, he asked someone to put a string into my vein.

Outside the half-opened door, I overheard the doctor's voice, “Mr. Lorenzo, despite the fact that both Madam and Miss Mira have RH-negative blood, madam has a long-standing heart problems. Forcing to draw blood, could cause her severe shock. It’s best if she’s been taken to the hospital for…”

“I don’t think trying to convince me about this is necessary," Lorenzo snapped, not showing a sign of remorse. “Just make sure that Mira gets well. Leave the rest for me to handle.”

I heard his footstep drawing near, and then, I gently close my eyes.

“Does it hurt?” His tone, for once, was laced with tenderness.

“Hold on, it’ll be over in a short while.”

I turned my face away, since I was not ready to waste a single word on him.

By the time they’d pulled 800cc of blood, my lips had already turned blue.

At that moment, I heard a weak cough echoed from the owners chamber—it was Mira.

Immediately he heard it, Lorenzo pushed the doctor’s hand and commanded him to draw blood two times as much. The doctor soaked in perspiration, and gave him another warning. “If I continue with this, madam might perish.”

Lorenzo paused for a while before replying unemotionally, “ Mira is with child, and the baby takes priority.”

“ Even at that…”

Without sparing a second, I cut in. “ Follow his instruction. But immediately this is over, just allow me to go.”

He turned his gaze to my bloodless face with flashings of anger in his eyes. He opened his mouth about to criticize me, I know he was ready to ask me if I’d had enough of this childish outburst of anger and if I really mean to leave our home over something so minor; just then Mira whispery voice lecture from the owners chamber. “Lorenzo...”

Just then, he left me behind and went into the owners chamber to meet his mistress.

A few days passed.

Just as I opened my eyes, I saw myself in a hospital room and still felt really weak due to the shock.

As I opened my eyes, I saw Lorenzo sitting on a chair with some documents in his hand.

Just then, our eyes locked for a while.

Emotionless, he collected a plate of porridge and walked up to me to feed me.

I felt a little bit uneasy and nodded my head in disapproval. “Allow me do it myself.”

I thought he was going to say something but he didn’t, he just watched me reluctantly as I ate half the plate of porridge.

After a while, he asked “I want to know if you’re feeling unwell anywhere?”

I ignored the question and instead, I said, “hmm… I really need my phone.”

I could tell that my voice was too cold since he’d frozen for some time before calling the butler to bring my phone over to me.

I quickly took my phone from her hand and checked it, only to see a lot of missed calls.

“Tell me who’s been calling you?” Lorenzo’s voice cut in surprisingly.

I was taken aback by his question since I know quite well that he never used to ask questions like this.

I felt very much provoked, and my anger was visibly displayed in my eyes.

“It’s obviously somebody you don’t know.” I told him plainly.

He got up from the chair and walked closer to me. He unbuttoned the top button of his shirt, learning over me with an icy, piercing gaze.

“Natasha, I wanna know for how long do you plan to continue with this stupid act?”

“ I gave you a finger and you are trying to take the whole hand?”

Back then, when he got provoked, I’d replayed my mistake in my mind and at the end, I wanted to fix things up by pleasing him, so peace would reign. But now, I reluctantly pointed to his ringing phone and said, without hesitation and emotion, “it’s Eva your mistress.”

Immediately I mentioned her name, his countenance change and a smiled played on his lips. Without bothering to take a second look at me, he walked through the corridor to take her call.

Just as he left the room, my ringing tone blare loudly.

I took a deep breath in, and then I pressed the answer button and placed the phone close to my ear.

Before I could even say a word, the voice from the other end chimed in, laced with anxiety and urgency.

“Weren’t you supposed to meet with me, Natasha, why did you decided to change your mind?”

“Not at all, I didn’t change my mind as you’re thinking… Something came up,” I stated.

“Something came up? And what’s that? In short, I’m coming back. I’m heading home straight away… by flight!”