Chapter 6

• "If you keep acting like you don't know me, I would let the world know that you are my wife.."
• My hands clenched at my sides while I tried my best to control my breathing.
• Was it not enough that I said I lost my memories?
• I turned to look at him while keeping my face as blank as possible.
• "I don't know who you are but if you claim that I'm your wife, then you would have to prove it."
• Declan's face had no reaction and he kept staring at me like was going to bore holes in my head.
• "Can we find a more private place?" I asked while glancing at my watch.
• The one thing I didn't like was breaking promises to my little treasures, since I had promised that I was on my way, I didn't want to wait here.
• However, I also needed to know what the fuck Declan was talking about.
• I was his wife?
• Five years ago, after seeing him and Stella at the Helios Club, I had signed the divorce papers and scanned them back as soon as I got back to the hotel.
• The papers were signed, so how could I still be his wife.
• As our car moved along, I would glance back every now and then to confirm that his BMW was still behind us.
• "His company would have been a perfect match for us to work with, however, you constantly denied the collaboration. Do you really not know him?" Zara asked from the side, her eyes peering at me intently.
• "There's something familiar about him but he triggers an headache anytime I see him."
• We finally settled on a cosy cafe that was along the road and I saw Declan's long legs stepping outside the car as I got down.
• Seated opposite each other, I glared at him before giving the waiter my order.
• "I'll like to believe that I have more exceptional taste than this, Mr Ellington, do tell how it is possible that I am your wife."
• I wanted to take the lead by starting the conversation.
• Declan leaned back in his seat, his blue eyes shining with interest.
• "I guess having Stefan Helios in your bed means you have all the funds needed to gamble on artificial intelligence," Declan started and my heart turned cold.
• How did he find out?
• "I mean, I should have known when you ran into his arms that same night. So tell me…" he leaned in, his tall frame still domineering even while seated.
• "How does it feel being his side plaything that he keeps hidden?"
• As understanding dawned on me, my lips curled up into a smirk. Yet, I couldn't help the disappointment that was trickling through me.
• Just like before, he still thought the worst of me. Rather than believe the million possibilities out there, he still chose to believe that I had to have slept around to make the money I needed to start FuturaLab.
• "Let's say I'm his plaything, then how could I possibly be your wife?"
• Declan chuckled and then moved away from the table to lean back in his chair.
• "That's exactly what has me puzzled, Mrs Ellington."
• "You have five minutes, if I don't have a proof, I would be calling the police and the court on you," I threatened, my eyes narrowing.
• I had thought that five years was enough to have moved past it.
• However, every word and insult that he sent my way had me feeling the pain that I had spent so much time burying.
• "Cut the bullshit, Daisy, I know you remember me all too well."