Chapter 92: The Divorce

Dede was lying on the bed when she heard a knock on the door. She thought it was Alex, she remained on the bed only for the door to open and Bryson walked in. He stared at her angrily as Dede covered herself with a blanket shaking her head as tears streamed down her face like a waterforce.

"What happened this time?" Bryson asked closing the door behind him.

"I am sorry," Dede apologized in tears.

"Is that your explanation? An apology? Answer me damnit," Bryson yelled.

"I, I, I, was, " Dede began but the door opened and Alex walked in.

Dede stared at him and was surprised amidst her tears. Alex was wearing a different outfit. Bryson looked at Alex briefly before returning his gaze to Dede, his frown deepened.

"I, " Dede began and Alex shot her a warning look.

He raised his hand a little above his waistline, folded it into a gun and pointed it at Bryson. Dede understood his threat.

"I am sorry," Dede said.

"I can't do this with you again, Dede. It is over Dede. Effective today, your ap