He didn’t even remember his own wife’s name.

“This is your wife. At least on paper, anyway.”

“Ah. What do you want?”

Brian’s tone became even colder.

“| want a divorce,” Rosalynn answered as she jabbed her glasses against her face.

Amoment of silence ensued.

you made up your

“Of course.”

you want as

no need for that. I don’t care about your money. And | don’t care to share my man with others, either. I’ve already prepared and signed the divorce agreement. |

without even pausing for breath. She immediately hung up

bound by law,

the only thing tying them, they might as well get rid of it. From now

her glasses off her face, revealing her smooth, rosy cheeks and

by the living room. She placed the divorce agreement on the coffee table, then walked out of the villa without

CEO’s office was lit up

desk wearing a simple, white shirt

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