''Wait, Meghan please'', Wilson had to take long strides to catch up with Meghan who was practically running to the elevator.
''Don't 'please Meghan', god dammit. Just yesterday you told me you loved me and here you are canoodling with your ex'', Meghan hissed.
''If you can just listen to me for once'', Wilson stopped the elevator doors from closing by his hand.
''No'', Meghan roughly pressed the buttons, trying to close the elevator door.
''Fine'', Wilson grabbed Meghan swiftly, threw her over his shoulders and walked to a nearby conference hall.
''What the hell, put me down'', Meghan screamed.
''Shut up'', Wilson growled.
''How dare you talk to me like that, put me down'', Meghan slapped his shoulders in an attempt of release and failed.
''Wilson your staff is looking at us, you shameless jerk'', screaming was better, cursing him made her feel better, better than crying at least. She had enough for the past few days, she did not want some slutty ex-fiancé trying to seduce her man.
Wilson abruptly let her down and she gripped his shoulders unwillingly for support.
''Stop playing with me Meghan. I'm tired of your games. One moment you're all I-feel-for-you-come-closer and the other moment you just shut me out. I'm done with you. Tell me what's holding you back or stay away from me forever, you're driving me insane'', Wilson screamed, his shoulders bunched and his forehead tensed.
''What were you doing with Diana huh. I told you this before Wilson, I see another woman that close to you and I would chop your balls off'', Meghan challenged Wilson and he grabbed a Seattle time from the stand in the room and slammed it on the table for her to see.
''So you can make abrupt demands but I cannot even have you explain to me why is it that you keep pushing me away. Not that you deserve to know why she was here anyways but here you go''.
''Shit, did you'', Meghan's eyes were now filled with fear and not anger.
''No! Why would you even think like that, am I like this to you'', Wilson was genuinely hurt. He thought she knew him better.
''No, I'm sorry no, it's just a shock. I mean you had the pictures right'', Meghan apologized.
''I did, but someone went about leaking them and that's why Diana was here. When I refused to do anything other than help her find out who did it, she pounced on me and before I could push her away you came in. For god sake Meghan, you've always had a shitty timing, accept it. I wasn't playing around that day in the bar either'', Wilson narrowed his eyes at Meghan.
''I'm sorry'', she looked down at her fingers and mumbled.
''You should be, that was one hell of an over-reaction. But why are you here anyways'', Wilson stepped forward trying to search for answers in her eyes.
''I need to tell you about something'', Meghan sighed.
''Is it about yesterday'', Wilson asked.
''Yes, look I don't know what you will make of me after this, but all I can say is, that I trust you enough to tell you this, and if you want nothing to do with me after it, I will completely understand'', Meghan gathered all her courage to start.
'' I don't know why you would you say that but I'm glad you are comfortable to finally let me in. I'm not doing this here'', he pulled her behind him opening the doors to his meeting hall letting her out first.
''Wait, what are you doing'', she asked.
''Taking you somewhere to eat Meghan, then you can tell me all about it ok'', he pressed the button to the elevator. Pulling out his car from the front of his building he dismissed his driver and grabbed the car keys from him.
In a few minutes they were in front of a small eatery. It was an Italian place, nothing very fancy but certainly authentic. It was not very crowded and the chef was placing freshly made pizzas in a wooden oven right in front of them. Meghan looked surprised.
''What, can't a man crave pizzas'', Wilson shrugged.
The chef instantly heard him and turned towards him at the counter.
''Mr. Elias, you are here after a long time and who do we have here'', he smiled at Meghan.
''Bobby, nice to see you too. That's Meghan for you'', he shook hands with the chef.
''Ah, her face seemed familiar from the papers. What would you two like'', he passed them a small menu in green for them to choose.
''His freshly baked margaritas are very famous'', Wilson mentioned eyeing the fresh slices of colby and cheddar Bobby was shredding.
''Margarita it is then, it looks indulgent'', her stomach growled in response and she was glad for the choice she made. They sat a few tables away from the wooden oven.
''Now tell me'', Wilson urged her to go on. For a moment she contemplated running away from this agony but settled upon calming her nerves. She gulped as she spat out the first words.
''It's about my past. There are a few things I should have told you, something that's keeping me away from letting me feel anything at all for you'', she sighed.
''Stop building up and say it all right, you are giving me chills with the anticipation. I'm already thinking of the worst'', he reassuringly placed his hands over hers.
''You're not the first man I'm seeing'' she glanced at Wilson trying to figure out his reaction to this revelation. If anything, he seemed only confused.
''You mean, an ex'', Wilson nodded like he understood.
''No, I mean a husband'', Meghan's heart stopped when she saw Wilson's mouth drop in shock.
Her stomach churned in fear. That's it, it's all over she thought to herself. She wanted to get up and get going. At that very moment Bobby placed two pan pizzas on their table. Damn him and his timing and the pizzas. There was no going back, so she continued to say what she had been piling up within her.
Chapter 32 is finally up. Please tell me you were expecting anything but this. We are going to dig deep into Meghs past so stay tuned for more updates. Don't forget to vote, comment and share💜