I Begged My Husband 99 Times to See Stardust’s Concert novel Chapter 4

After running into Alexander so much lately, I figured I should tweak the divorce agreement a little.

Sitting at my desk, lost in thought, my phone rang.

Alexander.

"Bring some files to my office."

I hesitated for a second.

Decided against bringing up the divorce.

He hated discussing personal matters at work.

Especially with me.

Didn't expect to run into Marie, though.

The girl was some client's daughter.

Also a semi-famous influencer.

She was sitting at Alexander's desk, doing her makeup in a compact mirror.

"Claire! You're here."

There was a hint of smugness in her tone.

I smiled politely.

Honestly, she and Alexander made a perfect pair.

I set the files down, ready to leave, when Alexander called out—

"Claire, grab my meds."

I glanced at Marie and immediately understood.

Alexander grew up in a cushy world.

Weak immune system.

Allergic to half the stuff on the planet.

Including certain cosmetics.

That's why, after we got married, I barely wore makeup.

Anytime I bought a new product, he'd chew me out—

Alexander fell silent.

Because, really, there was nothing he could say to me.

I wasn't the one triggering his allergy.

"Fine, I'll take you home to get them."

He paused as soon as he said it, realizing how dumb that sounded.

He was the one who needed the meds.

Why would he be driving me back home?

"You can go home yourself," I said. "I've got lunch plans."

And I really did.

John, from the office next door—one of the best divorce lawyers at the firm, second only to Alexander.

Since I was revising the divorce agreement, might as well get some expert advice.

Didn't want to end up asking Alexander for pointers, after all.