The moment Xander saw me, he scowled, his mood deteriorating as I went up to their table. The way he had sent such an insulting message he didn’t expect me to come.
“You are really here to spoil my mood." Xander snapped, his irritation reflecting as I broke their sweet moment.
"Elena!" Diana instead put her hand out for a handshake without standing up to greet me. Xander's eyes narrowed at me, and I could feel the tension rise in the room as he expected me to smack off Diana’s hand.
Instead,I slowly shook her hand, indifferent to anything that I saw.
I took out the divorce papers and opened the column where Xander’s signature was needed, since he wished to get rid of me, he would be done with it quickly without asking questions or even going as far as to spare a glance at its contents.
"Xander, the French mafia has agreed to cooperate, I just need your signatures.”
The slow opera in the background did not soothe my nerves as I saw him scribbling down the signature. It was a romantic atmosphere all around, yet my eyes stayed glued to Xander as I saw him keeping down his pen after the signature was done.