Chapter 395

Over at RF Group, besides York, there was another person named Shaw. I’d never met him.

But I’d heard Bryant on the phone with him a few times. They seemed to share a bond as tight as brothers in arms. Bryant trusted him and York implicitly.

“Okay, have it your way.” I nodded pensively. “We’re supposed to pick up our divorce papers the day after tomorrow. Remember to clear some time for that.”

His sharp eyes flickered, and a self–deprecating smile touched his lips, tinged with bitterness. “Counting the days till you’re rid of me, huh?”

“You could say that,” I answered without hesitation.

Bryant’s long lashes cast a shadow as his lips pressed into a thin line. “Fine, it’s all up to you.”

“It’s not about what I want.” I corrected him. “Bryant, it was a mutual decision from the start. It’s not about one of us giving in to the other.”

He watched me quietly and sighed after a moment. “Is this how I’ve seemed to you?”

fake?” I sipped my coffee. “Don’t worry. I’ve never had to put on an act

dignified ending I had expected at the start to the mess we were in, the word “dignified” couldn’t

he hesitated before asking, “When did you stop

stunned. Memories rushed by in

handle. I shook my head. “I don’t know. Maybe a long time ago? Probably from the day of our anniversary when you lied to me, I didn’t want

the noise,

even tell if I was clinging to

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so hard for what we had. It took me over six months to claw my way out of the mire I’d been stuck

forward with his elbows on his knees, Bryant didn’t look at me as he

him off before he could

into

for a long time, so long that I thought he wouldn’t say anything else when he finally

won’t be a

me, his gaze tender, “Get back to work, Mrs. Ferguson. You’ll

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