Silas Harrison's Ex-Wife.

6: Maria

"What was it then, huh? Tell me, you fucking bastard! Tell me!! Tell me, you didn't love her?! Or were you just having fun with her?! If not, then why did you do it?! Answer me!" Silas shouted.

It was hard to believe what I was hearing. It can't be possible. I was stunned to hear it. How could Silas think this way? Doesn't he know how much I respect Marcus as a brother? Didn't he himself once tell me that he likes to see Marcus treating her the way Leo, my own brother, never did? What has changed now? Did Marcus really – no, he can't. He loves Susan, there is no denying that.

Marcus said something, but I couldn't catch it, "Don't deny it, Marcus!" Silas shouted. I could feel my body pulsating. I gulped as I put my hand on my chest. I was somehow relieved to know that Marcus denied it. I can't even think about Marcus thinking about me in any other way than a sister. I recalled Silas calling me a cheat again and again – did he think that I cheated Marcus on him? "Whatever she told you isn't true, Silas," Marcus replied calmly. He wasn't shouting like his brother, but still, I could feel the agitation in his voice.

I had so many questions. I needed to know who Marcus was talking about. Who fed Silas with such unacceptable lies? I didn't hear anyone of them uttering a word after that. All I could hear was my own loud breath. After a couple of seconds, I heard footsteps following a loud slamming of the door and, just like that, deafening silence surrounded me. All I could hear was my own accelerated breath.

I sat on the floor and brought my knees closer to my chest before wrapping my arms around it. It was too much for me to take. I rested my chin on my knee as I drew in a deep breath. I closed my eyes as I thought about what had just happened. There has been tension between Marcus and Silas since I saw them earlier today. I never thought it would be about something so disgusting and baseless. What was Silas even thinking when he accused us of something so sinister?! There is so much I want to ask, but instead here I am sitting in the bathroom – hiding and eavesdropping on my ex-husband's conversation. I sighed as I got up on my feet and decided to walk out of the bathroom. No matter how much I want to stay to avoid any interaction with Silas or Marcus – I can't forget the fact that I work here and I need to make money. I dusted my clothes and took a deep breath before opening the door to enter the empty room. I slowly made my way out of his suite with too much to worry and overthink about.

"What? How can he say something like that?" Charlie asked as I sat in Elna's office during the lunch break.

Charlie knitted her eyebrows, "Do you really think that Marcus – uh – he actually –" I know what she was trying to ask so I just shook my head and sighed, "No, I don't think so. I just wonder what made Silas think that Marcus had any sort of intimate feeling for me." I added.

"You are Silas Harrison's wife?" Elna asked in disbelief.

"Ex-wife," I corrected her. I let out a cold sigh, "We are divorced."

She moved forward, gaped, and asked, "Was he married to you?!".

I nodded my head and looked away. "Silas Harrison has been married before?!" Her voice intensified and got louder. I was afraid someone was going to hear her.

I looked at her and shushed her, "Yes, he was. You don't have to be so loud, please. I don't want anyone else to hear this," I asked her while looking outside her office's glass door to see if anyone was around – gladly it was just the three of us. Elna blinked twice while she stood still. She didn't speak for a few seconds before chuckling nervously, "Wow, who knew that Silas Harrison was married? I wonder how we ever knew this before. I mean, Harrisons are pretty popular in the business community and you know how everything is on the internet these days." Elna shrugged.

I sniggered, "It was a private ceremony." I answered her as I recalled the day I married him. Never did I ever think that one day I would end up like this – if only I knew that he would hurt me this much. I would never have been involved with him in any way from the very beginning. I shook my head, "It is all in the past now. I don't like to think about it." I forced a small fake smile.