Married My Ex's Alpha Uncle

Silver's POV

"You were the anonymous buyer?!" I blurted, staring at Elliot in disbelief.

"Yes," He answered.

"Wow, that's such a kind gesture!" Merida announced and the audience erupted into cheers, making me blush at the sentiment.

Elliot continued and said, "The painting has extraordinary commemorative significance for us, and I wanted to remember it for a lifetime." He paused for a moment and then glanced at me and said, "It reminds me of what happened the day she painted-"

"Okay, that's enough!" I blurted, my face red with mortification. "We aren't going to discuss that in front of everybody," I scolded, narrowing my eyes at him.

Elliot gave me a boyish grin which made my heart flip in my chest. Merida just laughed and some members of the audience chuckled, understanding exactly where Elliot was going with that.

I folded my arms across my chest and forced a smile, hoping the redness in my cheeks would soon go away.

"No need to be embarrassed," Merida.

I continued to stare at Elliot, not even realizing that Merida had ended the broadcast.

you, Silver," Merida said, shaking my hand. I was still so stunned that it was

him, my brows furrowed in confusion. I was pretending he didn't just embarrass me in front of a live broadcast. "My office,"

so that made a lot of sense. But I was still in disbelief that he actually bought my painting. He just shrugged casually and took hold of my hand. We walked together off the stage and into the backroom. As

room, not even bothering to look at me. I folded my arms across my chest and pouted, fully aware that I was acting like a brat, but I didn't care. I needed my husband to talk

with my foot. When he didn't hear the door click in place, he turned and frowned at me. "Can I help you with something?" He asked, his voice sounding a bit strained. I knew he was trying to maintain his cold demeanor like he did earlier, but there was something else in his voice, it was pain. "Yes, we need to

else was in this dressing room. I turned to look at him. As soon as

to have softened some and he sighed as he leaned against the

"Abou the other night..."

talk about it," he said, cutting

in a firm line and glared at

happened," I told him, narrowing my eyes at him. "Or this argument will never

sighed and ran his fingers through

on," he said. "I'll let you

and took

that I let someone take advantage of you," I said, meeting his

He scoffed.

I meant?" He asked, shaking his head

you," I told him, unable to keep

you and you came to see me, you let Shirley take me into a hotel