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.

up your mind?” Brian finally

“Of course.”

want as alimony? Name

my man with others, either. I’ve already prepared and

spoke in rapid succession without even pausing for breath.

be bound by law, but they were

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

face,

single suitcase and stopped by the living room. She placed the divorce agreement on the coffee table, then walked out

Group, the CEO’s office was lit up in a warm, yellow

desk wearing a simple, white shirt and tailored

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