"Do you want to my wife?" He always knew what she wanted but never offered it freely.

Murray offered, "I'll have my driver take you home."

"No need. I've called an Uber."

Cliff intervened, "Roseanne, let me walk you to the door."

Roseanne waved him off and turned to leave.

"Murray, look at the mess... I think Roseanne is genuinely upset this time."

"Nah, it's nothing."

"Exactly! How many times have they had a spat? And every time, Roseanne returned after a few days, acting like nothing was wrong at the next party."

"I bet five days."

"I say six."

door left ajar, his smile tinged with coldness. "I bet three hours tops. She'll

The whole world knows Roseanne is

why can't any woman

"You? Dream on, pal!"

guys burst

past midnight, Roseanne took half

three years, but when she left, all her

full of unworn designer clothes, the jewelry never worn, and she

wall of professional books. Luckily, Roseanne had the

walked over to open a drawer. Inside was a check for seventy million dollars. Beneath the check was a contract for the property transfer at 72 Eastwood Acres. Despite being in the suburbs, it was conservatively worth twenty million. Murray signed both items during a previous breakup scare and tucked them

for seventy million? Suddenly, Roseanne felt it wasn't a loss. How many women could claim their youth was worth that much? She packed both items

not take what he gives me? Without love,

a romance novel

cleaning service? Do you

a big clean-up. I'll

got into the taxi,

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