Divorce Time

Chapter 12

Coy’s voice was ice–cold as he said, “Please leave. Now.”

Charlene’s eyes brimmed with tears, her hands trembling as she held the tray. The coffee sloshed out of the cup, scalding her fingers. Despite the pain, Charlene didn’t make a sound and turned to leave.

But she had only taken a few steps when Thorne’s voice followed her from the office. “don’t bother coming to work again if there’s a next time.”

She had resigned. Even without this incident, she would have left the company when they found someone to replace her.

But she knew no one there cared about her story. Speaking up seemed pointless.

Without a word, Charlene turned and walked away, carrying the tray.

Before she left, she overheard Vesta soothing Thorne. “There, there, dear Thorne. I’m sure she didn’t mean it. Let’s not stay angry, okay?”

the coffee down the sink, ran cold water over her reddened fingers, and skillfully applied

her heart, ‘It’s funny. I’m now quite the cook and

marrying Thorne, she couldn’t do household chores, cook, or make a decent cup of coffee. But after

for Thome and their

disaster to nearly

for the ointment in her purse, it was the first aid for their child from a mother. However, since

her burn, Charlene pushed down the sharp pain in her heart

sorting the documents on her desk when she overheard some colleagues

Mr. Henderson’s girlfriend showed up at the

huh?

receptionist downstairs said she’s from a wealthy family, super

aura!”

go to a meeting with them, the colleagues quickly shut their mouths and approached her with

she showed no reaction, turned away from the office, and joined her colleagues