Married My Ex's Alpha Uncle

Silver's POV

I never thought that at a young age, I would be requesting a divorce from my husband. I had to explain to Marco that this was a contract marriage and he asked for a copy of the contract to see if there was any clause that prevented me from divorcing him.

Luckily, Elliot hadn't thought about me leaving him and there wasn't anything listed that said anything about it. It only listed what each of us would get out of this agreement. Once he went through the contract, he pulled out his computer from his briefcase and started on the divorce agreement. My heart was in shambles the entire time and I could hardly even lift my head to look at either of them. "What do you want from this divorce?" Marco asked, his eyes never leaving his computer.

"Peace," I told him, almost sleepily.

He smirked and finally glanced up to look at me.

"I meant money," he said. "How much money and what materials do you want? Do you want a house? Maybe a boat? Both? You could get a nice chunk of land and maybe half his assets. Obviously, you'll get to keep everything he's ever bought you and-" "I don't want anything," I blurted, mortified that he even thought that I would.

Marco raised his brows, confused.

"What?" He asked, clearly shocked.

"I don't want any of his things or his money. I want to leave with the clothes I had when I got here and with nothing else,' I told him with finality.

He glanced at his cousin who only shrugged one shoulder.

Rebecca chimed in. "But she was adamant about not wanting anything." Marco shook his head and laughed under his breath as he continued with the

"He's filthy rich; you should be getting something out of

I

hugged me from the side, resting

be okay, girl," she breathed. "I'm here and I'm not letting you

my eyes as

that he would tell me when he wanted to divorce. It was only a matter of time before he did. However, he also told me he'd tell me if he found his fated mate, and he had yet to do that. How long had he known that Shirley was his mate? Why hadn't he just told me the truth; I

for all these weeks.

from my job at the gallery to get my own place and make a comfortable life for myself. I could find a nice apartment

be upset when he returned to

divorce agreements. It stated that I was leaving with nothing per my wishes and this marriage would end on the given date. All I had to do was sign along the dotted

me back to

asked him, my voice

It won't be easy because he comes from