Chapter One hundred-sixty seven

Fiona couldn't stop smiling throughout in the office. Her mind was filled with Mark, Mark, Mark, Mark."

Ethan walked into her office with his hands in his pocket. She noticed he was looking moody. Ethan walked towards her table and sat down not saying a word, which was strange.

"What's going on, what's with that look on your face?" She asked as he sat up, and leaned closer.

"I am not happy," he replied.

"Of course, you are not. I can tell from the look on your face," she replied.

"I think I am losing her slowly," he replied with his gaze on the floor.

"What do you mean by that? Wait a minute, who are you losing first of all, and to whom are you losing her to?"

He raised his head, gazing deep into Fiona's eyes, "I am losing her to the man Dad wants you to get married to. I am losing Elara."

"Wow, this is interesting. But wait a minute, what makes you think you are going to lose her? I mean, you said she wasn't in love with him yesterday at the meeting.

You also said they were divorced,