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.

made up your mind?” Brian

“Of course.”

do you want as

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. | am walking away

pausing for breath.

law, but they

the marriage was the only thing tying them, they might as well get rid of it. From now ‘on, they had nothing to

her glasses off her face, revealing her smooth,

and stopped by the living room. She placed the divorce agreement on the coffee table,

Group, the CEO’s office was

a simple, white shirt and tailored black

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