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.

"Great job, you guys. It was such an honor to meet you, Silver," Merida said, shaking my hand. I was still so stunned that it was Elliot who bought my painting.

"Where are you keeping it? I don't remember seeing it at home," I asked him, my brows furrowed in confusion. I was pretending he didn't just embarrass me in front of a live broadcast. "My office," he replied. "At the packhouse."

I supposed I had never really gone into his office before 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 soon as we were away from everyone else, I could feel the tension between us returning.

Elliot started to walk toward the dressing 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 to me and not act coldly towards me.

I followed him to the dressing room and before he had the chance of shutting the door behind him, I stopped it 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 talk," I told him.

He looked at me for a short while before sighing and stepping aside for me to enter his room. I shut the door behind me, glad to see nobody else was in this dressing room. I turned to look at him. As soon as our eyes met, I completely forgot what I wanted. My entire brain went completely blank.Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.

His expression seemed to have softened some and he sighed as he leaned against the vanity on the far side of the room.

"Abou the other night..."

"We don't need to talk about it," he said, cutting me off. "Just forget about it."

I pressed my lips in a firm line and glared at him.

"No, really need to discuss what happened," I told him, narrowing my eyes at him. "Or this argument will never get resolved."

He sighed and ran his fingers through his head.

"Okay, go on," he said. "I'll let you explain."

I nodded and took a deep breath.

"You said something earlier that confused me. You told me that I let someone take advantage of you," I said, meeting his eyes. "What did you mean by that?"

He scoffed.

"What do you think I meant?" He asked, shaking his head at me with disgust all over his face.

"That's why I'm asking you," I told him, unable to keep the aggravation out of my voice.

"When Beta Leo called you and you came to see me, you let Shirley take me into a hotel room and have her way with me!"

I gawked at him.

I couldn't have heard him correctly. There was no way he actually thought I would do something like that.

"Excuse me?" I asked him.

He opened his mouth to repeat himself but then stopped short when he saw the expression on my face.

"You don't actually believe that, do you?" I asked him, my voice coming out as nothing more than a whisper.

He was quiet for a moment as he assessed my face and then his brows scrunched together.

"She said..." his voice trailed off again and then he let out an aggravated huff as he ran his fingers through his hair. "What happened that night?"

Tears welled up in my eyes and I wrapped my arms around my body.

"Beta Leo got us a room and I took you to that room with him and a gamma warrior. They left and I was getting you ready for bed, but you didn't exactly want to sleep..." I confessed, my cheeks flushing from the memory.

He scanned my face for a moment and then his body stiffened.

"Was I with you all night?" He asked.

I bit my lip and nodded my head once.

"We were together until I had to leave yesterday morning. I had a meeting that I needed to get to. After my meeting you called and yelled at me," I told him, lowering my gaze and staring at the ground. "Wanna tell me what exactly happened this morning?"