The Divorced Heiress Is Entering a New Marriage

Dylan stopped at Hazel’s desk. Logan noticed a significant change in her the moment she saw Dylan. She sat straight up and smiled wide, playing with her hair as she spoke. Logan wished desperately he could hear what they were talking about.

Logan looked at his watch. 12:02. Now Dylan was officially late for their meeting. He stood, walked to the glass wall behind Hazel’s desk, and knocked on it. Both Hazel and Dylan jumped and looked at him. He looked at Dylan and tapped his watch.

Dylan gave Hazel a little wave and walked into the office.

“You’re late,” Logan said and sat back in his chair.

Dylan, confused, looked at his watch. “Uh, so sorry I’m like two minutes late.” He set his briefcase on the desk and sat. “What’s your deal?”

“I’m just ready to get this divorce behind me,” Logan said. He knew that wasn’t why he was so irritated. But he wasn’t ready to admit to himself or Dylan how much it bothered him watching his friend flirt with

Hazel.

“Well, I got a hold of your wife. She said she’ll call me as soon as she’s free on set,” Dylan said, “Don’t worry, we’ll make your first divorce as quick and painless as possible.”

Logan let out a small laugh. “One and done for me, man.”

up with.

Dylan opened his briefcase and pulled out a stack of papers. “Here’s the divorce decree I came up Why don’t you look it over until she calls?”

Logan skimmed over the packet. He was only interested in one thing: getting his mother’s ring back. As soon as he came to that in the decree he handed it back to Dylan.

“Looks good to me,” he said.

Dylan’s phone began to buzz. “Oh! This is her.” He pushed the ‘accept‘ button. “Hello, Natalie! I have Logan here with me. I’m going to put you on speaker phone.”

Dylan set the phone on the desk and pushed the ‘speaker‘ button. “Natalie, can you hear me?”

“Yes,” she replied.

Logan’s heart sank. This was not how he expected or wanted this marriage to go. Even though it had been quick and short–lived, he had really hoped to make it work. Despite his former bachelor reputation, he had grown to like the idea of being a husband.

“Hello Natalie,” Logan said.

“Did you get a chance to look over the decree I sent you?” Dylan asked her.

As the two talked, Hazel caught Logan’s eye from outside the office. She had jumped up suddenly, as though something had launched her from her chair. She turned, looking at something behind her. Her eyes were wide and she was visibly shaky.

She walked quickly with her head down towards Peter’s office. Peter was standing outside of it, waiting for her from the look of it. All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

Logan stood and walked to the corner of his office to get a better look. Dylan, still talking to Natalie, watched Logan, confused.

Peter was talking to Hazel, but she was not looking at him. Her eyes were mostly on the ground, and occasionally she snuck a glance over towards Logan’s office. He had never seen her look so nervous and Jumpy before. What was going on?

“Okay Natalie, thank you for speaking with us today, we’ll be in touch,” Dylan said and hung up the phone. He turned to Logan, “Dude, what are you doing?”

Logan points to Hazel. Dylan walked over next to Logan to see what he’s pointing at.

“Was Hazel acting strange to you?” Logan asked.

“Not that I noticed,” Dylan shrugged. “Who is that guy?”

“Peter, one of the supervisors,” Logan answered. “They’ve been talking a lot lately. I don’t trust him.”

He began to wonder if Hazel was just as untrustworthy as well.