"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."

his smile tinged with coldness. "I bet three hours tops. She'll

a sure win. The whole world knows

why can't any woman be

"You? Dream on, pal!"

guys burst

Roseanne took

when she left, all

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

the wall of professional books. Luckily, Roseanne

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

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

what he gives me? Without love, at least there's

a romance novel who

Do you

a big clean-up. I'll pay

foyer, Roseanne got into the taxi, heading straight for

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