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?”

plain fake?” I sipped my coffee. “Don’t worry. I’ve never

the dignified ending I had expected at the start to the mess we were in, the word

froze, and he hesitated before asking, “When

Memories rushed by

mess, just too much to 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,

noise, my stubbornness

tell if I was clinging to him or

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months to claw my way out of the mire I’d been stuck in for seven

me as he spoke hoarsely, “This past month, have you ever thought about looking

I cut him off

half my life into us, with no regrets.

wouldn’t say anything else when he finally breathed. “The day after tomorrow morning,

it won’t

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

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